Party to Damascus (Remix) Lyrics

These are the lyrics to song Party to Damascus (Remix) as performed together by Wyclef Jean&Missy Elliott

Lyrics to song Party to Damascus (Remix) by Wyclef Jean feat. Missy Elliott

Wyclef Jean (Missy Elliott)
Brrrr, yeah (ew, ew, ew, EW! yeah)
It's over, uh huh (that's right)
Missy with the Preachers Son, uh huh (ok)
It's over (ok), I told ya (yeah)
J-CLEF, let's go (ew, WOO)

Missy Elliott
(uh oh)
Yeah, hey yo Clef (oh)
(Wylcef: Uh huh)
Uh oh (uh oh), these
motherfuckers ain't ready for
this shit (oh)
(Wyclef: Hey)

Missy Elliott
Me and Clef on this track what you want
Heard you wanna battle us
both I hope you don't
Hand me my mic, two woofers
in my trunk (huh)
Sound like
I drink that Dom Perignon (oh)
I drink that shot of Petron
to turn me on (uh)
I got that red eye bomb,
get you stoned (yeah)
I got them gunshots, head
knock 'til my bed stop

Wyclef Jean
Hey echoes
It goes, β€œMissy you hit me with
the henny got me dizzy
like a lesbi
I heard you wear turtleneckses'
to hide your hickies.”

I'm freaky, dickie, like
Samantha β€˜Sex in the City'
Lookie, lookie here
I only came to party
Easy shorty, with one dance
I put you in a trance
Not a body experience
As time flies, we have fun
But I don't want it to pass
My total love gots you
waiting like a whoop-lash
Hey echoes

Break - Missy Elliott
I teach you what you want (oh yeah)
The things you need to know (oh yeah)
Come in and shut the door (yeah)
Lets get this party goin (uh huh)
Baby let me show you, how you
can satisfy a girl needs
(oh yeah, c'mon, c'mon)

Chorus - w/ ad libs
In the mornin, in the evenin
In the nighttime, gotta have it
It's a feelin I can't fight it
You got me speakin another language
Female - singing: x2 Bo habibi, Nishtage'a
It's official raise your glasses
Cause this party gonna go to Damascus

Wyclef Jean
Its me turn
I'm Mr. International
Cause when I move, everybody
moves (Causto mi la'more
mi das-mi-yor)
That's was French, if I missed ya
You want Spanish y'all
All my guys grab two ladies now
(Mi alas amigos puedos
dos senorita yo)
(Japanese lib)
Freakin' in Japanese
shooting in the West Indies
Its breaking down, go and fetch the wrench
I'm suddenly all Jewish
And tossin' it up at a Bar-mitz-pha

Break - w/ ad libs

Chorus - w/ ad libs

Interlude - Wyclef Jean - 2X
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Friday, Saturday, Sunday, gotta have it

Missy Elliott
W-Y to the Clef (c'mon)
Boy I keep it realer than the
titties on my chest
"Milk does your body good,"
come on take a sip
Like 3 slurping noises, it
taste good don't it
You's a fine dreadlock, come on get
How many times Missy crushed the very best?
How many bombs on my summer, Funk Flex? (uh)
As many times as Teddy
Reilly said "yep, yep"
Did you get it?
I stays on your mind like a fitted (uh)
Like Diddy make you walk for
cheesecakes to the city
Rough chick, dirty jeans,
ain't nothin pretty (uh)
Me and Clef steppin to the mic
to get busy (c'mon)


Missy Elliott - talking
(uh oh) Yeah, hey yo Clef
(uh oh) Uh oh

Wyclef Jean - talking
What's up Missy (uh oh)
You know I love ya girl (oh)
What's up Missy
Let's go (uh)
I got the guitar soundin like a satar
Holy, holy, Jerry Wonder I
need some security
Call police fades out