money that I spent up today What about his ching ching ching What about his bling bling bling What about his money that I spent up today [Ms. Jade]
your hands up in the air if you feel me Love 'em all day, love 'em all night Don't get 'em girls roll doe [Ms. Jade] This goes out to my chicks that
We head strong, we head strong Ms. Jade Nate Dogg Timbaland We head strong, we head strong We head strong, fricky-fricky, Ms. Jade [Ms. Jade] Y'all know
s a mess we judged on how we dress How many cars we got, how many bitches we pop If a nigga got girls then he considered the pro But if a girl got niggas
(Ms. Jaded)] Ladies and gentlemen Ladies and gentlemen (Ms. Jade) Lay lay lay ladies and gentlemen (Ms. Jade) Ladies and gentlemen (Ms. Jade) Ladies
freaky uh um Two time ah two uh um Three time *uh uh* uh um freaky four times freaky Ms. Jade [Verse 1: Ms. Jade (Missy)] Interupted Girl, Girl Representin
yeah Keep your head up to the sky Determination in your eye You can hold me when it's cold If you can only let me know, oh [Ms. Jade] Young girl lost
(feat. Missy Elliott) [Intro: Ms Jade] Now let me count it off, now let me count it off, now let me count it off Now let me count it off, now let me
you bustas (DO IT) [Chorus paraphrasing Audio Two] Step up if you wanna get hurt Ms. Jade's gonna pull your skirt (oh) Step up if you wanna get hurt Ms. Jade
am I (Jade the Champ) Whoa (Jade the Champ) Who am I (Jade the Champ) I got 'em, I got 'em (Jade the Champ) I got 'em, I got 'em (Jade the Champ) Jade
It don't matter what color you is, how old you are Where you from, what you've done All chicks been thru somethin' like this Listen [Verse 1: Ms Jade
pullin' me at my coat tail Behind my back tellin to go to hell [Verse 1] Now ya'll know I represent for the chicks But this girl's so petty it be makin
hush little baby Let's go, y'all can't fuck wit me and my nigga Hush little baby, hush little baby (fuck it) Hush little baby, hush little baby (Jade) Ms. Jade
it off [x3] Hey you, blow your whistle Now let me count it off [x3] Hey you, blow your whistle Now let me count it off [x3] [Verse 1: Ms. Jade] I know
feel dat [timbaland:] she's a gangsta girl, she's a gangsta girl [ms jade:] now can y'all feel dat [timbaland:] she's a gangsta girl, she's a gangsta girl
One time, freak freaky, uh, uhm Two time, ah two, uh, uhm Three time, uh uh, uh, uhm Freaky, four times, freaky, Ms. Jade Ain't no other girl, girl Representin
it never was yours Uh, look at the bigger picture, study the ghetto scripture Held your back when you was broke frontin' 'cuz now you richer No frontin' in that there, Ms. Jade
up!!! (Turn it up!!!) Rock wit it (Rock wit it) Rewind it back (Rewind it back) I like that (I like that) Ms. Jade (Lady Luck) Ms. Jade (Lady Luck) Uh
