Miss P. Cherish (Ft. Da Brat)

[Intro: Jermaine Dupri]
Yo, this one of them ones
When it come on, it make you wanna say oh
You can't listen to this low, man
You gotta turn it up, you know what I'm sayin', oh
Yeah, Cherish
So So Def, y'all know, oh
This how it go, man, double O three
Felisha, holla at 'em, oh

[Verse 1: Felisha]
If I walked up, and said what's up
Would you give me that look and act like you're tough?
As I walk back, would you give me the eye
Admire my strut, checkin' out my look?
See, you look like you be the type
That be gettin' numbers all night, night, night
From night, baby, that's alright
You be gettin' it, but so do I

[Chorus: Cherish / (Felicia)]
You can call me M-I
Crooked letter, crooked letter, P-I-M-P (P-I-M-P)
I know you think you got game
But baby lemme tell you, you ain't got more than me (Got more than me)
You can call me M-I
Crooked letter, crooked letter, P-I-M-P (Ooh-ooh)
I know you think you got game
But baby lemme tell you, you ain't got more than me