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Meltdown Lyrics

Artist: Missy Elliott
Album: The Cookbook

Bet it, bet it taste like candy x3

I broke up wit my ex i couldnt take his sarcasm, everytime we bone i had to fake an orgasm
moanin and groanin tried to make him feel manly id rather use my toys, plus my hands come in handy i finally told him that my heart was somwhere else whenever we sexed i wished that he was somone 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 im in love like beyonce be with jigga its not his major figure that want him to be my nigga he got that magic stick that make my little pussy quiver juices runnin like a river slowly down my kitty litter boy im so glad i found a nigga like you a thug like you to make a girl say oh hope he feel as strong as my poor heart do wit you by my side its like im drunk off boo

(Chorus) If you be my man only my man i wouldnt mind tastin your magic stick, magic stick.
if you dont cheat or sleep around aint nothin wrong wit tastin your magic stick, i bet it taste like candy, made to melt in my mouth i know you got plenty , baby you the shit now what you workin wit candy made to melt in my mouth i know you got plenty.
i like the way i like the way i like the way. i like the way, you work ya stick boo the way you work it like voo doo the way you wind and you wind and you grind dont stop the way you work youre stick baby the way you work youre stick baby keep on and keep on and keep on keep goin.

my ex boyfriend had to go, he didnt know how to work that magic stick but i found a guy that sure do love is so true his love is cla-hassic yeah oohhh



i could play janet and you could play j.d if you like beyonce you could play jay-z check for them other chicks cos they not me theyre just some copy cats theres only one missy m-to the i double ss dont test im hard as the cushion on a bullet proof vest but you got me whipped like slaves in the days youre cool as the shade and ice and lemonade think i wanna marry you baby i will carry this is necessary and on the contrary you be mister right and mister legendary the more i fall in love the more it gets scary

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