Total - Trippin' Lyrics

Total - Trippin' Video

(Featuring Missy Elliott)

 

(Missy Elliott)

Uh, Bad Boy

Bad Boy

My mic sounds nice

Check one

(oooh)

Bad Boy

My mic sounds nice

Check two

 

P-U-F-F

I'ma make 'em, go deaf

Make you say, who dat?

Them Total bitches, bad ass

Kima Keisha and Pam, oh shit

Mad shit make you crammin', oh slammin'

Damn right, I'ma jam it

 

(Pam)

Baby

You sho' is bumpin'

You show me sumthin'

See I won't, trade you

For nothin'

See erything, you do to me

You got me trippin'

And I'm satisfied

And that's guranteed

 

Chorus

 

I hope you

That you've been checkin' me

I know what you're talkin' bout

You got me trippin' on my own feet

You got me buggin' boy

You bring me so much joy

You got me open boy

And I'ma save my self for you

 

I hope you

That you've been checkin' me

I know what you're talkin' bout

You got me trippin' on my own feet

You got me buggin' boy

You bring me so much joy

You got me open boy

And I'ma save my self for you

 

(Keisha)

Baby yeah

That's one thing, I'll mention

Me and her (la la la la la la la)

See she's no, competition

So tell her

That you're through with her

And you're lovin' me

And that's Totally

And you're dedicated, to me

 

Chorus

 

I hope you

That you've been checkin' me

I know what you're talkin' bout

You got me trippin' on my own feet

You got me buggin' boy

You bring me so much joy

You got me open boy

And I'ma save my self for you

 

I hope you

That you've been checkin' me

I know what you're talkin' bout

You got me trippin' on my own feet

You got me buggin' boy

You bring me so much joy

You got me open boy

And I'ma save my self for you

 

(Keisha)

(Mmmmmmmmmm) Baby

(Mmm-mmmmmm) There's one thing

(Mmmmm-mmm) I'll mention

(Mmmmmm-mmm) Nah nah nah

(Mmmmmm-mmm) See she's no

(Mmmm-mmmm) Competition

 

Bridge

 

I won't quit it

Till I get it

Till I have it

I'll admit it

I'm in love

(you got me, shit you got me)

 

I won't quit it

Till I get it

Till I have it

I'll admit it

I'm in love

(you got me, shit you got me)

 

(Kima)

Baby you know that

You got me trippin'

Ya see I'm open

Baby I'm open

Baby you know that

You got me trippin'

Ya see I'm open

Baby I'm open

 

Chorus

 

I hope you

That you've been checkin' me

I know what you're talkin' bout

You got me trippin' on my own feet

You got me buggin' boy

You bring me so much joy

You got me open boy

And I'ma save my self for you

 

(Timbaland)

Thank you, thank you

 

(Puffy)

'98, anbd we won't stop

Nah nah nah nah, heh heh heh

Yeah yeah yeah

Missy, Misdemeanor