Meltdown

artist: missy elliott

album: the cookbook (2005)

song: meltdown

bet it, bet it taste like candy

i broke up wit my ex i couldn't take his sarcasm

everytime we bone i had to fake an orgasm

moanin and groanin tried to make him feel manly

i'd rather use my toys, plus my hands come in handy

i finally told him that my heart was somewhere else

whenever we sexed i wished that he was someone else

that dude that approached me at the bar the other night

that be the mister right and hot enough to melt some ice

i think i'm in love like beyonce be with jigga

it's not his major figure that want him to be my nigga

he got that magic stick that make my little P***y quiver

juices runnin like a river slowly down my kitty litter

boy i'm so glad i found a n***a like you

a thug like you to make a girl say - oh

hope he feel as strong as my po hah do

with you by my side its like i'm drunk off boo

if you be my man only my man i wouldn't mind tastin your magic stick, magic stick

if you don't cheat or sleep around ain't nothing wrong wit tastin your magic stick

i bet it taste like candy, meant to melt in my mouth

i know you got planet, baby you the shit

now what you workin wit candy meant to melt in my mouth

i know you got planet, i like the way, i like the way

i like the way, i like the way

i like the way you work your stick boo

the way you work it like voodoo

the way you wind and you wind and you grind

don't stop the way you work your stick

baby the way you work your stick

baby keep on and keep on and keep on keep goin

my ex boyfriend had to go

he didn't know how to work that magic stick

but i found a guy that sure do love

it's so true his love is cla-hassic yeah oohh

i bet it taste like candy, meant to melt in my mouth

i know you got planet, baby you the shit

now what you workin wit candy meant to melt in my mouth

i know you got planet, i like the way, i like the way

i like the way, i like the way

i like the way you work your stick boo

the way you work it like voodoo

the way you wind and you wind and you grind

don't stop the way you work your stick

baby the way you work your stick

baby keep on and keep on and keep on keep goin

i could play gin and you could play j.d.

if you like beyonce you could play jay-z

check for them other chicks cos they not me

they're just some copy cats there's only one missy

m-to the i double ss don't test

i'm hard as the cushion on a bullet proof vest

but you got me whipped like slaves in the days

you're cool as the shade and ice and lemonade

i think i wanna marry you baby i will carry

guess it's necessary and on the contrary

you be mister right and mister legendary

the more i fall in love the more it gets scary