Artist: Kelis f/ Pharrell, Pusha T Album: Milkshake (Remix) 12" Song: Milkshake (Remix) Typed by: QuriousGeorge7@aol.com [Kelis] First you make sure you've got two cups Just in case, hmm, he shows up Make sure they're ice cream filled But you cant forget about the milk [Pharrell - Verse 1] Yeah nigga, see me in the air nigga Learjet then I'm there nigga A 'G' somethin and I'm coastin Hit a bird out the sky see him closin to the ocean Yeah nigga, I wear Billion Eight, not Air nigga It's like five hundred for a pair nigga Whatchu fallin out your chair nigga? Dont stare nigga Yeah nigga, niggaz' act so phony See me rockin my roley, you wanna call the police I skateboard nigga, you dont know me, ho please Ima show you more beats, more fees, more keys, more vis BBC, wait a minute, more cheese More Pouncey's flyin overseas I told you I'm in the air nigga, hmm, yeah nigga You see what's in my ear nigga? Quarter million for the pair nigga Dont ask about this here nigga Cuz a ring's somethin you dont wanna hear nigga See you scared niggaz, whatchu dare nigga? I pay Liberace fair nigga, so yellow so rare nigga So there nigga, hmm, yeah nigga [Kelis - Chorus x2] My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard And there like "It's better than yours" Damn rite, it's better than yours I could teach you, but I have to charge [Kelis] Everybody wanna know about who I touch My reputation and who I fuck Some of yall think I squeezed by with luck But that aint stop, that's from buyin that new Porshe truck Yeah, I said Nas, yall sick of SARS Got the big house, cars, and garage Im kinda into Cosabella bras Im kinda into Vicky's secret draws Yeah, Vicky's secret if you can keep it If you dont leak it, maybe you can eat it Fendi bags, Prada lenses, LV Trunk, boo I'm expensive My girls know who I be (True) my girls like VIP (True) And they like Hpno-I-C (Que) And they aint tryin to show you ID (True) Lookin like a queen from Karnival Niggaz try to talk to me on the low I aint really catchin cuz I'm on slow And tryin not to scratch my Mano-lo Blahnik, used to smoke chronic Now show me blunts, I might just vomit All you little niggaz, thanks for the comments Cuz now it's fifity G's for Kelis to be on it [Chorus] La-la la la la My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard La-la la la la Hey-hey hey hey hey La-la la la la Damn rite it's better than yours This is the remix [Pusha T - Verse 3] Hmm, flows on top of flows Two hundred karats in my B-Boy pose Cool Whip, the ice cream rake em in O's My milkshake sell much better than yours Keep my bitch in that juicy ga-tor Sweats over the Louis's and they draggin the floor Lemme tell how to mack a whore Show that bitch lacroy then take her back to poor, hmm Yeah, I'm big wheelin, seen that B, with the mesh grillin? How it stretch from the seat to the ceilin? Black on black playin a villan, lap full of stainless steel-in Hmm, yeah, imagine the feelin, drop Lord Willin' sold a million The first woulda been GT from dope dealin, top billin Audio too, heard ya flows now it's time for school, check it Hmm, dont let my Rollsy change thru ya Nothin bout Pusha tool up, it's just Jacob's my jeweler Like to keep me cooler, keep heat in Philly like Slick Rick the Ruler Young rappers act like yall know, 0-4 is mine with the rhyme fa sho Quarter million sellin out the door Kelis two million stand on that so-pho-more, Clipse! [Chorus x4]