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- William Earl Collins
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- Missy Elliot
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Petey Pablo - Break Me Off lyrics
Man, you see that? Yeah
 Every time they come right here with all them big cars
 We can't get nothin', I don't like that
 I don't like that at all
 Got myself some new funk
 An' I'm 'bouts to get funked up, I said
 Well you talk a lotta trash, let me ask where yo' mans
 Damn, where you from, outta town or where you stay?
 Well, I got myself some new funk
 An' I'm 'bouts to get funked up, I said
 You should play ball with the sweet game you playin'
 Girl, ain't no ball playin' goin' on 'round here
 Guess who jumped back in the izzle skizzle
 To get every boys on the brother Tim?
 Why you fuckin' with him? He gone have you shame of yourself
 Out on a limb, too far to call help
 I ain't hatin' on him, I just heard it, heard from him
 He heard it from him, so he must have done it to them
 Wait a cotton pickin' minute, naw, y'all gone 'head
 Get in the bed, hike up ya legs, give him some head
 Girl, play to win, work until the dick fall dead
 I'm just hopin' I can get a chance to poke it myself
 Yeah, fo' shizzle, Mrs. Thizzle
 My pager number 877 for Petey Pizzle
 Got myself some new funk
 An' I'm 'bouts to get funked up, I said
 Well you talk a lotta trash, let me ask where yo' mans
 Damn, where you from, outta town or where you stay?
 Well, I got myself some new funk
 An' I'm 'bouts to get funked up, I said
 You should play ball with the sweet game you playin'
 Girl, ain't no ball playin' goin' on 'round here
 My man at the crib, nigga, what the deal?
 Look but don't feel, come on, man, I came to kill
 I think you oughta chill 'cause you on them X pills
 In Zeffer hills an' make my titties look like the hills
 Beg if you will, like artist with no deals
 My ass give him chills like a slut in high hills
 My body is a meal like fries in the ville
 Now playa, looka here, ain't nothin' goin' in my rear
 Petey Pablo - Break Me Off - http://motolyrics.com/petey-pablo/break-me-off-lyrics.html
 My night gown sheer, I know you want to tear
 Now can't you tear my underwear like apple an' pears
 Oh yeah? Oh yeah, fo' sheezy my neezy
 7793 go 'head, hit me when you need me
 Got myself some new funk
 An' I'm 'bouts to get funked up, I said
 Well you talk a lotta trash, let me ask where yo' mans
 Damn, where you from, outta town or where you stay?
 Well, I got myself some new funk
 An' I'm 'bouts to get funked up, I said
 You should play ball with the sweet game you playin'
 Girl, ain't no ball playin' goin' on 'round here
 Girl, I got a half a pound of reffer, a thousand geeker pops
 Call up all yo' homegirls, see if they can come out
 See if they'll show out, freek-a-leek or somethin'
 See if they can b-bounce over these speed b-bumps
 Make her blow her back door down
 Make her scream loud like on 'Girls Gone Wild'
 Breaker break it down, turn it around
 I'm tryin' to throw a hooker hip out
 Make her stick her tongue out, now sit down
 Ain't but one helicopter pilot in this chopper now
 Show her what the chopper's about, you in Petey's house
 T-t-turn around, make a right, get the hell out
 Got myself some new funk
 An' I'm 'bouts to get funked up, I said
 Well you talk a lotta trash, let me ask where yo' mans
 Damn, where you from, outta town or where you stay?
 Well, I got myself some new funk
 An' I'm 'bout to get funked up, I said
 You should play ball with the sweet game you playin'
 Girl, ain't no ball playin' goin' on 'round here
 Got myself some new funk
 An' I'm 'bouts to get funked up, I said
 Well you talk a lotta trash, let me ask where yo' mans
 Damn, where you from, outta town or where you stay?
 Well, I got myself some new funk
 An' I'm 'bouts to get funked up, I said
 You should play ball with the sweet game you playin'
 Girl, ain't no ball playin' goin' on 'round here















