Click Clack lyrics

Song information

Artist: Missy Elliott
Album: The Cookbook

Lyrics

Music..

Wooo

When I walk up in the club, they be pushin'
Misdemeanor got that ice that keep'em lookin'
(Uh-huh)
Crop top, drop tops on my phantom, mang
They be trippin' and them haters just pussies
(Woo)

Feelin' on me, feelin' on me like a pornstar
I drive a fast car, still shave my chocha
(Uh-huh)
Get the cash, get the cheddar, get the beans mean
(Uhhh)
Ching-a-ling, bling bling, my money real green

[Chorus]
Who dat?
Who dat?
Player better fall back
St-step back, player better fall back
Click-clack, cock back
Semi-automatic track
Drink a lot of similac
Shorty better fall back

(Woo)
I fall down, get up
Then I gotta dust it off
(Uh-huh)
(Say you got to dust it off?)
Yeah, I quickly dust it off
I'm off the wall
I do brawl, don't stall
Yes it's on
Said it's on, I can't be cloned
You can call me mike jones

305-212-804, my cell
(Woo)
Y'all must be dumb as hell
If y'all think that is my cell

Hotel, motel, holiday-
Don't play-
Round the way, oj
Yeah, I'm so icey
(Aah)

What them haters say?
Misdemeanor ok
(Uh)
Call me foreplay
Position more than 40 ways
(Uh-huh)
Like a chocolate glaze
I'm hotter than a summer day
Stingray, sugar ray
Knuckles all up in your face

[Chorus]

I block-a block-a
Straight jocker
Matter fact, a face snapper
Money stacker, no slacker
Hit rapper, gun strapper
I click, click
Hear my--
Click-click

2 snaps, you hit, then i--
Click-click
I make cash, pay them bills
I pay them bills that buy new wheels
I wear high heels
I touch and feel
Catch me in your man grill

My record deal, my movie deal
Is super sick-sick
I click-click, and if you doubt me then i--
Click - click
(Uh-huh)

Smack them boys
I will destroy-
Hit, hit, straight down and
Split-split ya boy

I kick-kick like karate flick-flicks
You get your ass bit
Don't make me have to-
Click-click

[Chorus]

[Fade]

[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]

"The Cookbook" album track list