Trippin' (feat. DMX) [Remix]

歌詞

Bad Boy '98 Total, Kima, Keisha, Pam Missy Talk to me yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, Bad Boy Bad Boy My mic sounds nice Check one (oooh) Bad Boy My mic sounds nice Check two P-U-F-F I'ma make 'em, go deaf Make you say, who dat? Them Total bitches, bad asses Kima Keisha and Pam, oh shit God damn it, should you cram it, or slam it Damn right, I'ma jam it Baby you sho' is somethin' See I won't, trade you For nothin' See everything, you do to me You got me trippin' And I'm satisfied And that's guaranteed I hope you That you've been checkin' me I know what you're talkin' bout You got me trippin' on my own feet You got me buggin' boy You bring me so much joy You got me open boy And I'ma save my stuff for you I hope you That you've been checkin' me I know what you're talkin' bout You got me trippin' on my own feet You got me buggin' boy You bring me so much joy You got me open boy And I'ma save my stuff for you Baby yeah There's one thing, I'll mention Me and her (la la la la la la la) See she's no, competition So tell her That you're through with her And you're in love with me And that's Totally And you're dedicated, to me I hope you That you've been checkin' me I know what you're talkin' bout You got me trippin' on my own feet You got me buggin' boy You bring me so much joy You got me open boy And I'ma save my stuff for you I hope you That you've been checkin' me I know what you're talkin' bout You got me trippin' on my own feet You got me buggin' boy You bring me so much joy You got me open boy And I'ma save my stuff for you (Mmmmmmmmmm) Baby (Mmm-mmmmmm) There's one thing (Mmmmm-mmm) I'll mention (Mmmmmm-mmm) Nah nah nah (Mmmmmm-mmm) See she's no (Mmmm-mmmm) Competition I won't quit it Till I get it Till I have it I'll admit it I'm in love (you got me, shit you got me) I won't quit it Till I get it Till I have it I'll admit it I'm in love (you got me, shit you got me) Baby you know that You got me trippin' Ya see I'm open Baby I'm open Baby you know that You got me trippin' Ya see I'm open Baby I'm open I hope you That you've been checkin' me I know what you're talkin' bout You got me trippin' on my own feet You got me buggin' boy You bring me so much joy You got me open boy And I'ma save my stuff for you Thank you, thank you '98, and we won't stop Nah nah nah nah, heh heh heh Yeah yeah yeah Missy, Misdemeanor