Trippin'

                                  Bad Boy '98 

Total, Kima, Keisha, Pam 

Missy 

Talk to me 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 



Uh, Bad Boy 

Bad Boy 

My mic sounds nice 

Check one 

Bad Boy 

My mic sounds nice 

Check two 



P-U-F-F 

I'm-a make 'em go deaf 

Make you say who dat? 

Them Total bitches, bad asses 

Kima, Keisha, and Pam

Oh shit 

God dammit, should you cram it, or slam it?

Damn right, I'm-a jam it 



Baby 

You sho' is somethin' 

See I won't trade you 

For nothin' 

See everything you do to me 

You got me trippin' 

And I'm satisfied 

And that's guaranteed 



[Chorus: x2] 

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'm-a save my stuff for you 



Baby, yeah 

There's one thing I'll mention 

Me and her 

See she's no competition 



So tell her 

That you're through with her 

And you're in love with me 

And that's totally 

And you're dedicated to me 



[Chorus: x2]



Baby 

There's one thing 

I'll mention 

Nah nah nah 

See she's no 

Competition 



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) 



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]



Thank you, thank you 

'98, and we won't stop 

Nah nah nah nah

Yeah, yeah, yeah 

Missy, misdemeanor