Jim Johnston - Don't Mess With (2005) lyrics

[Jim Johnston - Don't Mess With 2005 lyrics]

I ain't the lady to mess with! Woo!
Go, go, go, go, go, go (yeah)
Go, go, go, go (yo, bro-bo-bo-pop)

I'ma go with my bad self with my bad self
With my bad self, ah

I ain't the lady to mess with (stressed with)
You're gonna pay the price to (caress me)
Stop it with your anorexic pockets
Give me the microphone to show them
Off how we rock this
I've got the keys to the
Gate like a locksmith
And hoes, I don't even care if she's top-
(chillin') lies for lies
Give the thing that makes me blast
For me the remedy
So me kick that give me the blast

Okay, okay, let's play


Got to pay the play that will do it my way
(my way) no way, no way Jose
Stop watcha' doing cause you can't hold me
Ah! Just give it tome, give it to
Me, give it to me, to me, to me
I'll make them worry about them when
They rocking it with me
Oh, yo, let's go, let's go
I'm a play fools like tic tac-toe
Ah too many rules, too many lives unspoken
Glass broken and I'm gonna stop your chokin'
Y'all can't get the best of me
I take y'all outside, keep testing me
Ah, that's right I'm gonna take what's mine
So hurry up, cause your running out of time

Go ahead with your bad self
With your bad self
With your bad self (yo, bro-bo-bo-pop)
I'ma go with my bad self with my bad self
With my bad self, ah
Go ahead with your bad self
With your bad self
With your bad self (bro-bo-bo-pop, yo)
I'ma go with my bad self with my bad self
With my bad self, yeah

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