Ghostface Killah - Tush Lyrics
(feat. Missy Elliott)[intro: Missy Elliott]Oohhh... This That Fire! Ghostface And Missy[ghostface Killah]Somebody Tell That Girl That Her Ass Too BigI Give It To Her Right And She Let Me LiveCan't Eat That, Cuz There's No RelationshipI Beat That, The Next Day You Called In SickFrontin', Not For Nothin', I Pop ButtonsOff Baby Phat, Levi's, J.lo's, Guess And GapCuz It's Like That, Young Lady, Bet I Make You ShakeLike The Puffy And Jay-z's, Dre's And J.d.'sCome On, If Not You, I'mma Beat This SongBut If You Were Bout It, Our Business Wouldn't Be Here This LongLet Me Break It Down For You, All I Wanted To KnowIf I Could Just Feel It And Touch It, And Break It Down Into Numbers AndCome With Me And Just Leave Your FriendsCuz We Don't Need No ***** BlockingTellin' You This Without No OptionTell Your Friends "peace, Look, I'm Bouncin'"[chorus: Missy Elliott (ghostface Killah)]Tush, Tush, TushWanna Slide In The Bush, Bush, Bush?(i'm On Top, You Like Push, Push, PushKeep It Low Like Shush, Shush, Shush)You Wanna Get Up In My Tush, Tush, Tush?You Could Slide In The Bush, Bush, Bush(i'm On Top, You Like Push, Push, PushKeep It Low Like Shush, Shush, Shush)You Wanna Get Up In That Tush, Tush, Tush?Wanna Slide In My Bush, Bush, Bush(i'm On Top, You Like Push, Push, PushKeep It Low Like Shush, Shush, Shush)[ghostface Killah]Oh Yeah, You Jinglin' Baby (well Let Me Jump Up On That Ding-a-ling Baby)Ooh, Gosh, You A Nasty Girl, SassyPicture Me Layin' You Inside My Classic PearlsToes'll Curl, Giddy Up, You Go GirlI'm About To, Uh, Do It Slow GirlOoh, You In Control, It's In Your WorldShe On, I Think I Like Ol' GirlTake It Out, Turn AroundCharlie Horse, Shit, Threw Me Off BalanceWildin', All I Wanted Was To Show You My TalentTo Let You Know On How I Rep In Staten IslandThis Is The Reason I Came To YouSo We Can Connect It Then Kick It Was The Thing To DoCuz We Don't Need No RepresentationDomination, Got Them Waitin' Patient[break: Ghostface Killah]Now This Is The Way Ya'll Suppose ToTo Get Dowwnnnnnnnn, Ya'll Ain't RightSomebody Say "aha! Ghost Is Back!"[missy Elliott]Pull Back The Curtain, Let Me Work Your SermonPlayboy Don't Hurt Me Like A VirginYou Seem Real Determined To Put A Hurtin'But If You Ain't Slurpin', Then You Better Off Jerkin'You Got A Lot Of Nerve, To Wanna Serve My CurvesMy 36d, 36 HipsThe Way I Shoot The Gift, I Swallow Coke BottlesAnd You Would Swear It Was Lil' Kim LipsEh, I Really Like You BabyDo You Know How To Wife This Lady?Give Me What I Want, Don't Talk, Don't TouchUnless You Got A Bank Account That Make My Face BlushNow Shush... In My BushAnd I Can Give You What You Want, Make A WhooshJust Throw It, I'll Show You How To PushKinky Sex, Tie Ropes Around Your WristCome On..[chorus][outro: Missy Elliott]Come On... Hah... Oh..Come On... Hah... Oh... Aha-haOh... Aha-ha... Whoo!Come On!
