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+**************************************************
+Work It[Intro]
+DJ, please pick up your phone, I'm on the request line
+This is a Missy Elliott one-time exclusive, come on
+
+[Chorus]
+Is it worth it? Let me work it
+I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it
+Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
+Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
+If you got a big—, let me search ya
+And find out how hard I gotta work ya
+Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
+Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
+C'mon
+
+[Verse 1]
+I'd like to get to know ya so I could show ya
+Put the pussy on ya like I told ya
+Give me all your numbers so I can phone ya
+Your girl acting stank, then call me over
+Not on the bed, lay me on your sofa
+Call before you come, I need to shave my chocha
+You do or you don't or you will or won't ya?
+Go downtown and eat it like a vulture
+See my hips and my tips, don't ya?
+See my ass and my lips, don't ya?
+Lost a few pounds and my waist for ya
+This the kinda beat that go ra-ta-ta
+Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
+Sex me so good I say blah-blah-blah
+Work it, I need a glass of water
+Boy, oh boy, it's good to know ya
+C'mon
+
+[Chorus]
+Is it worth it? Let me work it
+I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it
+Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
+Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
+If you got a big—, let me search ya
+And find out how hard I gotta work ya
+Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
+Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
+C'mon
+
+[Bridge]
+If you a fly gal, get your nails done
+Get a pedicure, get your hair did
+Boy, lift it up, let's make a toast-a
+Let's get drunk, that's gonna bring us closer (Okay)
+Don't I look like a Halle Berry poster?
+See the Belvedere playing tricks on ya (Ah)
+Girlfriend wanna be like me, never
+You won't find a bitch that's even better (Ah)
+I make you hot as Las Vegas weather
+Listen up close while I take it backwards
+​sdrawkcab ti ekat ot ekil yssiM yaw eht hctaW
+I'm not a prostitute, but I could give you what you want
+I love your braids and your mouth full of fronts
+Love the way my ass go bum-bum-bum-bum (Huh)
+Keep your eyes on my bum-bum-bum-bum-bum (Okay)
+You think you can handle this badonka-donk-donk (Woo)
+Take my thong off and my ass go boom (Ugh)
+Cut the lights on so you see what I could do (C'mon)
+
+[Chorus]
+Is it worth it? Let me work it
+I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it
+Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
+Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup (Ooh)
+If you got a big—, let me search ya
+And find out how hard I gotta work ya
+Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup (Huh)
+Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup (C'mon)
+C'mon
+
+[Bridge]
+Boys, boys, all type of boys
+Black, White, Puerto Rican, Chinese boys (C'mon)
+Why-thai, thai-o-toy-o-thai-thai
+Rock-thai, thai-o-toy-o-thai-thai (C'mon)
+Girls, girls, get that cash
+If it's 9 to 5 or shaking your ass (Aha)
+Ain't no shame, ladies do your thing (C'mon)
+Just make sure you ahead of the game
+
+[Verse 3]
+Just 'cause I got a lot of fame super
+Prince couldn't get me change my name, papa
+Kunta Kinte a slave again, no sir
+Picture Blacks saying, “Oh yes'a, massa”
+Picture Lil' Kim dating a pastor
+Minute Man, Big Red could outlast ya
+Who is the best? I don't have to ask ya
+When I come out, you won't even matter (Ugh)
+Why you act dumb like, uhhhh, duh?
+So you act dumb like, uhhhhh, duh
+As the drummer boy go ba-rom-pop-pom-pom (Ooh)
+Give you some-some-some of this Cinnabun (C'mon)
+
+[Chorus]
+Is it worth it? Let me work it
+I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it
+Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
+Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup (Ooh)
+If you got a big—, let me search ya
+And find out how hard I gotta work ya
+Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
+Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
+C'mon
+
+[Break]
+To my fellas (Ooh, good god!)
+I like the way you work that (Uh-huh, la-la-la-la)
+To my ladies (Whoo! Good god!)
+You sure know how to work that
+
+[Outro]
+Yeah, it's Missy Elliott!
+I hope y'all enjoying what y'all heard so far
+I was sittin' here thinkin' like
+Big Daddy Kane and Public Enemy
+Salt n Pepa, Lyte, EPMD, LL, Run-DMC
+KRS-One, Rakim
+Most of them artists used to dance
+And still get respected in the street
+Don't be scared to Bankhead or Bogo
+Or move as far as sold Michael Jackson 43 million
+Shoot, errbody have the zipper jacket
+And half of these thugs have the glove to match, ya feel me?
+Yo, it's ok though, if you wanna be hard and ice grill
+And Harlem Shake at the same time, whatever
+Let's just have fun, it's hip-hop man, this is hip-hop!
+**************************************************
+WTF (Where They From)[Produced by Pharrell]
+
+[Intro]
+
+[Hook: Missy Elliott (Pharrell)]
+(Shorty what?)
+The dance that you doing is dumb
+How they do it where you from? (Ayy!, Triflin'!)
+Stickin' out your tongue
+Girl, but you know you're too young
+A bunch of girls do it and the shit look fun
+That's how they do it where we from (Ayy!)
+You know it don't start till one
+That's how they do it where they from
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+I'm so faded, no exaggeration (What?)
+Backs breakin' like a percolation (What?)
+Boys to the yard for some hip spankin'
+Where you make it drop down like you in the matrix (Yeah!)
+Can't take it, them chicks been fakin' (What?)
+Y'all still sleep, better stay awakened (What?)
+Hot new dance for the hood to make it
+Make the donk move fast, make them think you drinkin' (Yeah!)
+Head to the floor don't collect that though (What?)
+You better huddle up cause the beat's so cold (Huh?)
+Pop that, pop that, cock and reload (Huh?)
+This another hit, I got an ace in the hole (What?)
+Boys on my back, playa, did you peep that?
+You got a small stack, playa, you can keep that (Huh?)
+I'm a Big Mac make you wanna eat that
+Like m-m-m-m-m, yak it to the yak (Yeah?)
+Junk in the trunk make you pumps in the bump
+Girls wanna have fun make you stickin' out your tongue (What?)
+
+[Hook: Missy Elliott]
+Shorty what?
+The dance that you doing is dumb
+How they do it where you from?
+Stickin' out your tongue girl
+But you know you're too young
+A bunch of girls do it and the shit look fun
+That's how they do it where we from
+You know it don't start till one
+That's how they do it where they from
+
+[Verse 2: Pharrell]
+I come into this bitch like liquid
+Drip, drip, then the business
+Click, click, get your picture
+Hermés Trismegistus
+Witness and get lifted
+Basic, nigga I was born in the basement
+Shape shift, nigga, I think like a spaceship
+False, oh-nah-nah-nah
+I am so different than y'all, so far apart
+The way that I balance the bars
+I never fall, and if I do I just call
+The almighty yellow star, God
+Lyrically I'm Optimus Prime
+The car I drive; La FER-RAR-I
+When I go by, smoke in your eyes
+So open your eyes, the joke's on you guys
+And you ain't gotta be a mason to see through
+Some of this shit on occasion
+
+[Hook: Missy Elliott]
+Shorty what?
+The dance that you doing is dumb
+How they do it where you from?
+Stickin' out your tongue, girl
+But you know you're too young
+A bunch of girls do it and the shit look fun
+That's how they do it where we from
+You know it don't start till one
+That's how they do it where they from
+
+[Verse 3: Missy Elliott]
+I'm like kak-a-rak-a-rak-rak-a-rak-a-rak
+Make a new track, make 'em fall on they crack
+Give 'em a slap, appetizer and smack
+I'm so fat in the back, make the boys all collapse
+Yeah, when I rap they be all on my jack
+Boys wanna jump on this pussy cat (Prrrr)
+Got a new idea, let me switch it
+Man, I'm so futuristic
+Big lips and big, big, big hips
+Body be thick like a biscuit
+Different, rippin' shit, microphone grippin' it
+Gettin' these Benjamins, new car, whippin' it
+Uh, I'm so far ahead of ya'll, man I'm on top of the stars
+I don't care none of you are, blah-blah-blah-blah
+You best to go rewrite your bars
+
+[Outro Missy Elliott & (Pharrell)]
+Shawty what?
+How they do it where you from? (Triflin'!)
+How they do it where you from?
+That's how they do it where we from
+That's how they do it where they from
+Shawty what?
+How they do it where you from? (Hey!)
+How they do it where you from?
+That's how they do it where we from
+That's how they do it where they from
+**************************************************
+Get Ur Freak On[Intro]
+Kore kara minna de mechakucha odotte
+Sawagou sawagou
+Headbanger
+Hit me
+Hit me (Hit me)
+Hit me, hit me (Yeah)
+Hit me
+Give me some new shit (Yeah)
+Give me some new shit (Yeah)
+Give me some new shit (Yeah)
+Give me some new shit
+
+[Verse 1]
+Missy be puttin' it down
+I'm the hottest 'round
+I told y'all mother— (Skrt), y'all can't stop me now
+Listen to me now
+I'm lastin' twenty rounds
+And if you want me, nigga, then come on, get me now (Yes)
+Is you with me now? (Yes)
+Then biggie-biggie-bounce (Yes)
+I know you dig the way I sw-sw-switch my style
+Holla, people, sing around (Yes)
+Now, people, gather 'round (Yes)
+Now, people, jump around (Go)
+
+[Chorus]
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your, get your, get your (Go), get your, get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your, get your, get your (Go), get your, get your freak on
+
+[Verse 2]
+Who's that bitch? People you know (Yes)
+Me and Timbaland been hot since twenty years ago (Yes)
+What the dealio? Now what the drilly, yo? (Yes)
+You wanna battle me then, nigga, let me know (Yes)
+Holla, got to feel it, son
+Let me throw you some (Maut mujhko, yes)
+People, here I come (Yes)
+Now sweat me when I'm done (Yes)
+We got the radio shook like we got a gun (Go)
+
+[Chorus]
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your, get your, get your (Go), get your, get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your, get your, get your (Go), get your, get your freak on
+
+[Verse 3]
+Quiet! (Shh) Hush your mouth
+Silence when I spit it out
+(Hah-choo!) In your face
+Open your mouth, give you a taste
+Holla, ain't no stoppin' me
+Copywritten so don't copy me
+Y'all do it sloppily
+And y'all can't come close to me (Yes)
+I know you feel me now (Yes)
+I know you hear me loud (Yes)
+I scream it loud and proud (Yes)
+Missy gon' blow it down (Yes)
+People gon' play me now (Yes)
+In and out of town (Yes)
+'Cause I'm the best around (Yes)
+With the crazy style (Go)
+
+[Chorus]
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your, get your, get your (Go), get your, get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your freak on (Go)
+Get your, get your, get your (Go), get your, get your freak on
+
+[Outro]
+Ichi, ni, san, ji
+**************************************************
+Gossip Folks[Intro: People in background chatting]
+Yo, yo yo move out of the way
+We got Missy Elliott coming through
+Girl that is Missy Elliott she lost a lot of weight
+Girl I heard she eats one cracker a day
+Oh well I heard the bitch was married to Tim and started fucking with Trina
+I heard the bitch got hit with three zebras and a monkey
+I can't stand the bitch no way
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+When I walk up in the piece
+I ain't gotta even speak
+I'm a bad mamajama
+Goddammit, motherfucker, you ain't gotta like me
+How you stuntin' these hoes
+Need to talk, what you know
+And stop talking 'bout who I'm sticking and licking
+Just mad it ain't yours
+I know y'all poor, y'all broke
+Y'all job just hanging up clothes
+Step to me, get burnt like toast
+Motherfuckers, adios, amigos
+Halves halves wholes wholes
+I don't brag, I mostly boast
+From the VA to the LA coast
+Izzo kizzay, lezzy goh\
+
+[Chorus]
+Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch!
+Hilzzoo?
+My gizzirl!
+Brillzing her izzin!
+Izzo kizzay!
+Izzall rizzight...
+Izzo kizzay!
+Izzall rizzight! Nizzow wizzee wilzzo-izzo-zee!
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+When I pull up in my whip
+Bitches wanna talk shit
+I'm driving, I'm glad and I'm styling
+And these motherfuckers ask, "Did you see it?"
+I'm gripping these curbs
+SKRRT! Did ya heard?
+I love 'em, my feathers, my furs, ahh!
+I fly like a bird
+Chickenheads on the prowl
+Who you tryna fuck now?
+Now you ain't getting loud
+Better calm down 'fore I smack your ass down
+I need my drums, bass high
+Has to be my snare, strings, horns, yes
+I need my Tim sound, right, left
+Izzo kizzay, looky here
+
+[Chorus]
+Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch!
+Hilzzoo?
+My gizzirl!
+Brillzing her izzin!
+Izzo kizzay!
+Izzall rizzight...
+Izzo kizzay!
+Izzall rizzight! Nizzow wizzee wilzzo-izzo-zee!
+
+[Bridge: Missy]
+I don't go out my house, shorty, you just waiting to see
+Who gon' roll up in the club and then report that next week
+Just wanna see who I am fucking, boy sniffing some coke
+I know by the time I finish this line, I'ma hear this on the radio
+
+[Verse 3: Ludacris]
+Yeah, uh huh, okay
+Once upon a time in College Park
+Where they live life fast and they scared of dark
+There was a little nigga by the name of Chris
+Nobody paid him any mind, no one gave a shit
+Knowing he could rap, no one lifted hands
+So he went about his business and devised a plan
+Made a CD and then he hit the block
+50 thousand sold, seven dollars a pop
+Hold the phone, three years later
+Stepped out the swamp in ten-and-a-half gators
+Now all around the world on the microphone
+He leave the booth smelling like Burberry cologne
+Still riding chrome
+Got bitches in the kitchen, never home alone
+And he's on the grind
+Please let me know if he's on your mind
+And respect, you'll give me
+Ludacris, I live LOUD like Timmay
+Fuck, have to clear these rumors
+I got a headache, and it's not a tumor
+Get up on my lap and get my head sucked tight
+Sprayed, so I never let the bedbugs bite
+Hard to the core, core to the rotten
+Jump down, turn around, pick a bale of cotton
+Yahh!
+
+[Chorus]
+Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch!
+Hilzzoo?
+My gizzirl!
+Brillzing her izzin!
+Izzo kizzay!
+Izzall rizzight...
+Izzo kizzay!
+Izzall rizzight! Nizzow wizzee wilzzo-izzo-zee!
+
+[People in the background chatting]
+Yo, straight up Missy killed that shit tonight for real
+I know I know, I don't even care about her being preganant by Michael Jackson
+You know what we should do
+We should go get her album when it comes out
+There she go, there she go, there she
+Heeeey Misssy
+
+[Missy]
+Hi Missy?
+What's up fools?
+You think I ain't knowin y'all broke, Milli Vanilli
+J.J. Fad wannabes ain't over here gossiping bout me?
+Yo how bout you buff these Pumas for 20 cents
+So your lights won't get cut off
+You soggy breasts, cow stomachs
+Yo take those baby GAP shirts off, too
+You just mad cuz Payless ran outa plastic pumps for the after party
+Yo by the way, go get my album
+Damn!
+
+[Chorus/Outro]
+Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch!
+Hilzzoo?
+My gizzirl!
+Brillzing her izzin!--(Echos)
+**************************************************
+I’m Better[Hook: Lamb]
+I'mma start it from the bottom
+Show you how to flip a dollar
+I got food in my dining room
+I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
+It's another day, another chance
+I wake up, I wanna dance
+So as long as I got my friends...
+I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
+
+[Verse 1: Missy]
+He say I'm hot, I'm so fuego
+Pull up on him in my vehicle
+He say I'm pretty, I'm pretty
+You must be from Brazil, or must be from México
+Roll up on him in my Lambo
+Jump out like skrrrt, yeah bro
+You need a chick like me to make you wanna leave them other broads, you don't know nann hoe
+
+[Bridge: Missy]
+Yeah he got bands in the Bando
+Missy got dudes in Orlando
+Plus I got cars that he paying for
+Man I be too much to handle
+Watch what I do, when I get up on you
+Pop potential in my room and zoom in the poom
+He watching my body like he watching Scandal
+But I'm just here, with my girls
+
+[Hook: Lamb]
+I'mma start it from the bottom
+Show you how to flip a dollar
+I got food in my dining room
+I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
+It's another day, another chance
+I wake up, I wanna dance
+So as long as I got my friends...
+I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
+
+[Verse 2: Missy]
+Missy so hot, I'm from VA
+The car that I drive be Ferr-ar-i
+My clique is so thick and the boys they be hollin' and whistlin'
+At me like damn bae
+Man I'm 3000, I'm André
+Yo Missy talk big, I'm so grande
+Bruce Lee on the beat, I don't compete with none of these geeks
+I just rant like I'm Kanye
+
+[Bridge 2: Missy]
+Yeah he got bands in the Bando
+Missy got dudes in Orlando
+And I be driving cars he paying for
+He say I'm too much, I'm a handful
+He watching my body like watching he Scandal
+But I'm just here, with my girls
+
+[Hook: Lamb]
+I'mma start it from the bottom
+Show you how to flip a dollar
+I got food in my dining room
+I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
+It's another day, another chance
+I wake up, I wanna dance
+So as long as I got my friends...
+I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
+
+[Verse 3: Missy]
+Brand new flow when I rap
+DJ, bring that back
+You ain't ever heard a track like that
+Shit might slap, booty go clap
+Roll up in the Benz
+Looking like a ten, stack
+When I rock, make it bop, in my car
+And it bang-bang-bang like (tune-out noise) go blap-blap-blap
+
+[Bridge 3: Missy]
+Yeah he got bands in the Bando
+Missy got dudes in Orlando
+Buying me bags and new shoes and new cars and everything I know that he paying for
+Yeah he be hooking me up
+Yeah he be looking me up
+Watch what I do, when I get up on you
+Pop potential and zoom in the poom
+
+[Hook: Lamb]
+I'mma start it from the bottom
+Show you how to flip a dollar
+I got food in my dining room
+I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
+It's another day, another chance
+I wake up, I wanna dance
+So as long as I got my friends...
+I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
+**************************************************
+The Rain (Supa Dupa Fly)[Intro: Missy Elliott & Timbaland]
+[*Yawning*]
+Run the track
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott & Ann Peebles]
+Me I'm super fly, super dupa fly
+(I can't stand the rain) Supa dupa fly
+Me I'm super fly, (against my window) super dupa fly
+(I can't stand the rain) supa dupa fly
+Me I'm super fly, (against my window) super dupa fly
+(I can't stand the rain) supa dupa fly
+Me I'm super fly, (against my window)
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+When the rain hits my window
+I take and *cough* me some indo
+Me and Timbaland, ooh, we sang a jangle
+We so tight that you get our styles tangled
+Sway on dosie-do like you loco
+Can we get kinky tonight?
+Like Coko, so-so
+You don't wanna play with my Yo-Yo
+I smoke my hydro on the D-low (D-D-D-D-D-low)
+
+[Hook: Ann Peebles]
+I can't stand the rain against my window
+I can't stand the rain against my window
+I can't stand the rain against my window
+I can't stand the rain against my window
+I can't stand the rain
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+Beep, beep, who got the keys to the Jeep, vroom
+I'm driving to the beach
+Top down, loud sounds, see my peeps
+Give them pounds, now look who it be
+It be me, me, me and Timothy
+Look like it's 'bout to rain, what a shame
+I got the Armor-All to shine up the stain
+Oh, Missy, try to maintain
+Icky-icky-icky-icky-icky-icky-icky
+
+[Hook: Ann Peebles]
+I can't stand the rain against my window
+I can't stand the rain against my window
+I can't stand the rain against my window
+I can't stand the rain against my window
+I can't stand the rain
+
+[Verse 3: Missy Elliott & Ann Peebles]
+I feel the wind
+5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10
+9, 10
+Begin, I sit on Hills like Lauryn
+Until the rain starts coming down, pouring
+Chill, I got my umbrella
+My finger waves these days, they fall like Humpty
+Chumpy, I break up with him before he dump me
+To have me, (I can't stand the rain), yes, you lucky (against my window)
+
+[Outro: Ann Peebles]
+I can't stand the rain against my window
+I can't stand the rain against my window
+I can't stand the rain against my window
+I can't stand the rain
+I can't stand the rain
+I can't stand the rain
+I can't stand the rain
+I can't stand the rain against my window
+I can't stand the rain against my window
+I I can't stand the rain against my window
+I can't stand the rain against my window
+I can't stand the rain
+I can't stand the rain
+I can't stand the rain
+I can't stand the rain
+**************************************************
+Lose Control[Intro: Fatman Scoop]
+Music make you lose control, music make you lose control
+Let's go! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
+Here we go now, here we go now, here we go now, here we go now
+(Music make you lose control)
+Misdemeanor's in the house
+Ciara's in the house
+Misdemeanor's in the house
+Fatman Scoop-man Scoop-man Scoop..
+
+[Verse 1: Missy]
+I got a cute face, chubby waist
+Thick legs, in shape
+Rump shakin, both ways
+Make you do a double take
+Planet rocker, show stopper
+Flow proper, head knocker
+Beat scholar, tail dropper
+Do my thang, motherfucker
+My Rolls Royce, Lamborghini
+Blue Madina, always beamin
+Rag top, chrome pipes
+Blue lights, outta sight
+(Long weave) sewed in
+(Say it again) sewed in
+Make that money, throw it in
+Booty bouncin, gone head
+
+[Hook: Ciara & Missy Elliott (Fatman Scoop)]
+Everybody here - get it out of control
+Get your backs off the wall, cause Misdemeanor said so
+Everybody (Just throw your hands in the air!)
+Everybody (Just throw your hands in the air!)
+Everybody (Just throw your hands in the air!)
+Everybody (Just throw your hands in the air, let's go)
+
+[Breakdown 1: Ciara, Missy (Fatman Scoop)]
+Well my name is Ciara, for all you fly fellas
+No one, can do it better (She'll sing on acapella)
+Boy the music makes me lose control (Now bring it back now!)
+We gon' make you lose control (1-2-3, let's go)
+And let it go, 'fore you know, you gon' hit the flo'
+
+[Verse 2: Missy (Missy & Ciara)]
+I rock to the beat till I'm (Tired)
+I walk in the club it's (Fire)
+Get it crunk and wired
+Wave your hands scream (Louder)
+If you smoke then fire it up
+Bring the roof down and (Holla)
+If you tipsy stand up
+DJ turn it (Louder)
+Take somebody by the waist and uhh!
+Now throw it in they face like uhh!
+Hypnotic robotic, this here will rock yo' bodies
+Take somebody by the waist and uhh!
+Now throw it in they face like uhh!
+Systematic ecstatic THIS HIT BE AUTOMATIC
+
+[Bridge: Missy, Fatman Scoop]
+Work me, work, work (Work dat, work dat)
+Work me, work, work (Work dat, work dat)
+Work me, work, work (Work dat, work dat)
+Work me, do it right
+Hit the floor, hit the floor (Yes)
+Hit the floor, hit the floor (Work)
+Hit the floor, hit the floor
+Hit the floor (Whooo)
+
+[Hook: Ciara & Missy Elliott (Fatman Scoop)]
+Everybody here - get it out of control
+Get your backs off the wall, cause Misdemeanor said so
+Everybody (Just throw your hands in the air!)
+Everybody (Just throw your hands in the air!)
+Everybody (Just throw your hands in the air!)
+Everybody (Just throw your hands in the air, let's go)
+
+[Breakdown 2: Missy, Ciara (Fatman Scoop, Missy)]
+Everybody here - get it out of control
+Get your backs off the wall, cause Misdemeanor said so
+Everybody (Get your back off the wall Step, step)
+Everybody (Get your back off the wall Keep on steppin)
+Everybody (Get your back off the wall Step, step)
+Everybody, get loose (Get your back off the wall)
+
+[Outro: Fatman Scoop]
+Now put your back, on the wall, put your back, on the wall
+Put your back, on the wall, put your back, on the wall
+Misdemeanor's in the house
+Yeah, Ciara's in the house
+Misdemeanor's in the house, "Music make you lose control"
+We on fire, we on fire, we on fire, we on fire
+Now throw it girl, throw it girl, throw it girl, yeah
+Now move your arms to the left girl
+Now move your arms to the left girl
+Now move your arms to the right girl
+Now move your arms to the right girl
+Let's go now, let's go now, let's go now, WHOO! Let's go
+Should I bring it back right now?
+Now bring it back down!
+WHOO! Oh, I see you Ci
+Now see, I'mma I'mma do it like Ci do it
+Now shake it girl, c'mon and just shake it girl
+C'mon and let it pop right girl, c'mon and let it pop right girl
+Now, now, back it up girl, back it up girl
+Back it up girl, back it up girl
+WHOO! WHOO! WHOO! Yo, yo
+Bring it to the front girl, yo, yo
+Bring it to the front girl, yo, yo
+Bring it to the front girl, yo, yo
+Bring it to the front girl, let's go, let's go
+**************************************************
+One Minute Man (Amended Version)[Intro]
+Ooh, I don't want, I don't need, I can't stand no minute man
+I don't want no minute man
+Ooh, here's your chance, be a man, take my hand, understand
+I don't want no minute man
+Ooh, ooh, ooh, ah, ah, ooh, ooh, ah
+
+[Verse 1]
+Boy I'ma make you love me, make you want me
+And I'ma give you some attention, tonight (Shut up!)
+Now follow my intuitions, what you're wishin'
+See I'ma keep you up all night (all night), for a long time
+So start countin' away
+
+[Chorus]
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want, no
+
+[Verse 2]
+Tonight I'mma give it to you, throw it to you
+I want you to come prepared, ohh yeah (Oh yes)
+Boy, it's been a long time, a crazy long time
+And I don't want no minute man, and that's real
+Give it to me some more
+
+[Chorus]
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want, no
+
+[Verse 3: Ludacris]
+It's time to set your clock back 'bout as long as you can
+I stop daylight, it's Ludacris the maintenance man
+Get your oil changed, I check fluids and transmission
+You one minute fools, you wonder why y'all missin'
+On the back of milk cartons and there's no reward
+No regards, close, but it's no cigar
+A hard head make a soft ass, but a hard dick make the sex last
+I jump in pools and make a big splash
+Water overflowin', so get your head right
+It's all in your mind, punk, so keep your head tight
+Enough with tips and advice and thangs
+I'm big dog, havin' women seein' stripes and thangs
+They go to sleep, start snorin', countin' sheep and shit
+They so wet that they body start to leak and shit
+Just 'cause I'm an all-nighter, shoot all fire
+Ludacris, balance and rotate all tires
+
+[Bridge]
+Ooh, I don't want, I don't need, I can't stand no minute man
+I don't want no minute man
+Ooh, here's your chance, be a man take my hand, understand
+I don't want no minute man
+
+[Chorus]
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, break me off, break me off
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+
+[Verse 4: Trina]
+You know lil' mama ain't with that quick shit
+You better break me off stiff tongue or stiff dick
+One minute, two minutes, three minutes
+Hell naw, to please me you gotta sleep in it
+I see you talk a good game and you play hard
+But if I put this thing on ya, can you stay hard?
+If not, you better keep your day job
+'Cause I'm looking for a man to make me say God
+I'm off glass and you know this
+I'll work your ass out like aerobics
+So baby stay focused
+Start off slow and then speed it up
+Baby show me what you got, is you a G or what?
+If you can't beat it up then eat it up
+Put a cherry on top, whip cream it up, What?
+
+[Outro]
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+**************************************************
+Bomb Intro/Pass That Dutch[Intro]
+Listen up, everyone!
+We have been just informed that there's an unknown virus
+That's attacking all clubs
+Symptoms have been said to be:
+Heavy breathing, wild dancing, coughing
+So when you hear the sound "who-di-whoooo!"
+Run for cover, motherfucker!
+Whoooooo! Ahh, daddy! Ooooo! Ah! oh, ooh!
+Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ooh)
+Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah)
+Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah)
+Pass that dutch (whoo), pass that dutch
+
+[Verse 1]
+Misdemeanor on the flow, pretty boy, here I come
+Pumps and a bump make you wanna hurt sum
+I can take your man, I don't have to sex 'em
+Hang 'em out the window, call me Michael Jackson (heee!)
+I'm a pain in your rectum, I am that bitch y'all slept on
+Heavy hitter, rhyme spitter, call me Re-Run
+Hey, hey, hey, I'm what's happ'nin
+Hpnotiq in my drink (That’s right!)
+Shake ya ass 'til it stink (That's right!)
+Mr. Mos' on the beat (That's right!)
+Put it down for the streets (That's right!)
+
+[Chorus]
+(Who-di-whooooooooooooo!)
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Come on, pass the dutch, baby! (ahh!)
+Shake-shake shake ya stuff, ladies!
+(Who-di-whooooooooooooo!)
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat (ahh!)
+Don't stop, get it 'til ya clothes get wet
+
+[Verse 2]
+Number one; drums go bump, bump, bump
+This beat here will make your pum pum jump
+If you's a fat one, put your clothes back on
+Before you start putting pot holes in my lawn
+Oh my gosh, oh my gosh
+I'm under attack like my name was Saddam
+I am the bomb from New York to Milan
+And I can write a song sicker than Jeffrey Dahm'
+(Woop woop!) Don't touch my car alarm
+Break in my car, you will hear "Viper Armed"
+I've been a superstar since Daddy Kane was raw
+I'm live on stage, c'mon and give me some applause
+"Thank you! Oh, thank you, you all are so wonderful!"
+
+[Chorus]
+(Who-di-whooooooooooooo!)
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Come on, pass the dutch, baby! (ahh!)
+Shake-shake shake ya stuff, ladies!
+(Who-di-whooooooooooooo!)
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat (ahh!)
+Don't stop, get it 'til ya clothes get wet
+
+[Interlude]
+Listen up, motherfuckers
+You have five seconds to catch your breath
+Five, four, three, two, one
+
+[Verse 3]
+Pop that, pop that, make that money
+Just keep it going like the Energizer Bunny
+Shake that, shake that, move it all around
+Spank that, yank that, dutch back now
+Freak him, freak her, whatever your choice
+Didn't come to judge, I came to get ya moist
+Scream "Who-di-whooooooo!", now my voice is lost
+Can I get a ride on the white horse?
+
+[Chorus]
+(Who-di-whooooooooooooo!)
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Come on, pass the dutch, baby! (ahh!)
+Shake-shake shake ya stuff, ladies!
+(Who-di-whooooooooooooo!)
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat (ahh!)
+Don't stop, get it 'til ya clothes get wet
+
+[Outro]
+Pop that
+Pass that dutch, baby!
+Jiggle that fat
+**************************************************
+Hot Boyz (Remix)[Missy]
+This is for my ghetto motherfuckers, uh
+
+[Nas]
+Uh, forty side felony
+Felony, misdemeanor
+The charge is murder
+Escobar CBR bikes
+I'm switching gears
+Headlights, shine so bright
+Bitches freeze like deers
+Them fiends want that deep boy
+Feds send in a decoy, pack that heat boy
+Push ya where ya rest in peace boy
+Get your mama's house shot up
+Bodies all chopped up
+When them bodies pop up, I ain't getting' locked up
+My Bentley cruise the block, with the sun roof top
+Hood rats jumpin' on my jock cause I blew up the spot
+Crushin' your Benz, crushin' your Navigator system
+My QB piece make y'all niggas tuck your shit in
+It's Nas in your area, Queens 'bout to tear it up
+Braveheart y'all scared of us, real niggas, they be us
+
+[Missy & Lil' Mo]
+What's your name?, cause I'm impressed
+Can you treat me good, I won't settle for less
+You a hot boy, a rock boy
+A fun toy, tote a Glock boy
+Where you live, is it by yourself?
+Can I move with you, do you need some help?
+I cook boy, I'll give you more
+I'm a fly girl, and I like those
+
+1 - [Missy & Lil' Mo]
+Hot boyz
+Baby you got what I want
+See cause y'all be driving Lexus jeeps
+And the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps
+Nothin' cheaper, got them Platinum Visa's
+Hot boyz
+Baby you got what I want
+See cause y'all be driving' Jaguars
+And the Bentley's, and the Rolls Royce
+Playin' hardballs with them Platinum Visa's
+
+[Missy & Lil' Mo]
+Is that your car, the XK-8?
+Are you riding alone, can I be your date?
+Come get me, get me, don't diss me, don't trick me
+Got some friends, can they come too?
+Can you hook them up wit' some boyz like you
+A hot boy, a rock boy, on top boy
+And I like those
+
+Repeat 1
+
+[Eve]
+Yo only take 'em thugged out
+Slightly bugged out, fuck with his tongue out
+Know the job ain't getting done, until the body getting drugged out
+Hot boy, keep me right
+Play your part and I'll keep it tight
+Where else you gonna be in the middle of the night
+But up in the sheets with me aiight
+Gangsta, true to your gang, street master
+You the one I need when there's beef, street blaster
+Ain't afraid to stop a cat, plus pop a cat, huh
+Soldier, cash money, rule your world
+What's topping that?
+Huh, S-4-3-0 keep me on my toes
+Get a tingle in my spine, what spot? Only he knows
+He's a hot boy, Missy sing it out and I'm gon' spit it
+Ruff Ryders scream it loud, daddy is you with it
+If your team can't handle my bitches then we gon' ride
+Brickhouse stallions, keep thugs open wide, huh
+'Illadelph's best E-V-E stay committed
+Mess with many, but if he ain't the realer
+I ain't with it, with it
+
+[Q-Tip]
+Yo, mami, what the deal?
+Ain't no heat fuckin' hotter than the heat a nigga hold
+I think you really should be told that I deal with long shafts
+That keep a long blast (blast)
+Now look at a nigga and peel off fast (come on)
+Word you got your girlfriend
+Word, she can get it too
+Fuck it though, I'm honest yo
+I'm saying though, let's play it through
+Getting cinematic with it
+Niggas if you got it, hit it
+Fuck the dumbness
+Hit it till its numbness
+
+[Missy & Lil' Mo']
+Hot boy
+Baby you got what I want
+Won't you really come and satisfy me
+I be lovin' you like endlessly
+(Everyday all day)
+Hot boy
+Baby you got what I want
+Won't you really come and satisfy me
+**************************************************
+Sock It 2 Me[Intro: Missy Elliott]
+Hehe, nigga
+I'm nasty
+Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
+No, no, no
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+I was looking for affection, so I decided to go
+Swing that dick in my direction, I'll be out of control
+Let's take it to perfection, just you and me
+Let's see if you can bring, bring, bring the nasty out of me
+N-n-n-now sock it
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+Ooh ahh, sock it to me like you want to, ooh (oh)
+I can take it like a pro, you know (know)
+Do it long bro with the back stroke (hey)
+My hormones jumping like a disco (hey)
+I be popping meds like some Crisco
+All you gotta say is Missy go
+And when you say go I won't move slow (slow)
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+I'm at your house around midnight (midnight), don't fall asleep
+It'll just be me, me, me on a late night creep
+I'ma show you thangs that you can't believe
+Jump in this b-e-d, and won't you sock it to me?
+Oh no, s-sock it to me
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+Ooh ahh, sock it to me like you want to, ooh (sock it to me)
+I can take it like a pro, you know
+Do it long bro with a back stroke (hey)
+My hormones jumping like a disco (hey)
+I be popping meds like some Crisco (heeeey)
+And all you gotta say is Missy go (ohhh)
+And when you say go I won't move slow (slow)
+
+Ooh ahh, sock it to me like you want to, ooh
+I can take it like a pro, you know
+Do it long bro with the back stroke
+My hormones jumping like a disco
+I be popping ish like some Crisco
+And all you gotta say is Missy go
+And when you say go I won't move slow (uh-huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
+Sock it to me
+
+Ooh ahh, sock it to me like you want to, ooh (ooh)
+I can take it like a pro, you know (you know)
+Do it long bro with the back stroke
+My hormones jumping like a disco (hey)
+I be popping meds like some Crisco (hey)
+And all you gotta say is Missy go (heeeey)
+And when you say go I won't move slow
+
+[Verse 3: Da Brat]
+Uh
+Why Missy be socking it to niggas like Ree-Ree?
+The baddest industry bitches of the century
+Hit hard like penitentiary dick
+Finally admitted that we the shit combination is lethal
+Popping Patron with Missy in the 600 with no see-through
+Suffer the repercussion fucking with shit like this
+We parlay puffing
+Constantly making niggas suffer the consequence
+Gotta get these ends bitch
+House in the Chi with a Caddy, crib in Atlanta with a Benz
+Niggas been huffing and puffing but ain't try shit
+Got plenty motherfuckers that'll ride quick
+Besides, kid wanna bust?
+Trigger finger itch when you fucking with me
+Jealous because I live more plush
+Me and Missy leave a nigga with a head rush
+Bring the ruckus, plus...
+I'm telling 'em, push and pickin' up profits
+For what I'm selling, never gon' stop it
+Socking it to niggas and rocking it
+Dropping 'em on the spot
+Heat up any block or record shop
+Knocking you off of your socks
+Guaranteed platinum, watch two of the coldest bitches get hot
+I be the B-R-A-T, her be Missy
+We some bad bitches: who be fucking it up?
+I'm the B-R-A-T, her be Missy
+And we some bad bitches: who be fucking it up?
+
+[Outro: Da Brat]
+I'm your nigga for life, baby (haha)
+Let's continue to drive all this motherfuckers crazy
+You know what I'm saying?
+Yeah, Timbaland, I see you, baby
+I feel you, sock it to 'em, goddammit
+It's 9-7, this the motherfuckin' bitch era
+What y'all niggas wanna do?
+The Brat-tat-tat on that ass once more
+I'm out the door motherfucker, yeah, uh
+**************************************************
+Busa Rhyme[Intro: Missy Elliott]
+Uh
+Slim Shady
+Uh
+Slim Shady
+Uh
+Slim Shady
+Uh, yo
+
+[Verse 1: Eminem]
+Well, I do pop pills, I keep my tube socks filled
+Pop the same shit that got 2Pac killed
+Spit game to these hoes
+Like a soap opera episode
+Punch a bitch in the nose 'til her whole face explodes
+There's three things I hate:
+Girls, women, and bitches (What?)
+I'm that vicious to walk up and drop-kick midgets
+They call me Boogie Night
+The stalker that walks awkward
+Stick figured with a dick bigger than Mark Wahlberg
+Coming through the airport, sluggish, walking on crutches
+Hit a fucking [pregnant] bitch in her [stomach] with luggage
+It's like a dream I can't snap out
+I black out or back out
+Lookin for somebody ug' to beat the crap out
+I'm bringing you rap singers two middle fingers
+I flip you off in French, then translate it to English
+Then I'mma vanish off the face of the planet and come back
+Speaking so much Spanish, Pun can't even understand it
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott (Eminem, Missy)]
+Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy?
+(It's the ill, that cool? Slim Shady)
+Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy?
+(It's the ill, that cool? Slim mothafucking Shady)
+Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy?
+(It's the ill, that cool? Slim Shady)
+Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy?
+(It's the ill, that cool? Slim mothafucking Shady)
+
+[Verse 2: Eminem]
+I had a huge attitude, started off staticky
+Mad at you, had you mad at me automatically (One more time)
+I'm not a commodity, I'm an oddity
+Who oddly enough developed himself a Halloween following
+It's so big, if I counted up all the freaks who follow me (One, two)
+I'd probably owe Ozzy Osbourne an apology (Whoops)
+College girls, live in an alcoholic's world
+Full of url, head twirls every time the toilet swirls
+Covered in throw-up, and I refuse to grow up
+I won't budge, I still tell a grown-up to shut up (Shut up!)
+I made this rap game suspenseful
+Cause now I got an impulse game to insult you wit a pencil (Bitch)
+They waste the paper on you, chopping down the oakwood
+Cause everything that you wrote in your notebook was no good
+And as long as I stay in the studio and keep cuttin'
+You motherfuckers are puttin' your words together for nothin'
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott (Eminem, Missy)]
+Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy?
+(It's the ill, that cool? Slim Shady)
+Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy?
+(It's the ill, that cool? Slim mothafucking Shady)
+Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy?
+(It's the ill, that cool? Slim Shady)
+Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy?
+(It's the ill, that cool? Slim mothafucking Shady)
+
+[Bridge: Missy Elliott]
+Turn the music up, we gon' wake the neighbors (Uh, uh)
+We gon' get high, we gon' roll to Vegas (Uh huh, uh)
+Me and Slim Shady on some shit daily (Uh, wha-wha?)
+What you want, what you got
+Is it hot, is it hot?
+Turn the music up, we gon' wake the neighbors (Uh, uh)
+We gon' get high, we gon' roll to Vegas (Uh huh, uh)
+Me and Slim Shady, on some shit daily (Wha-wha? Yo)
+What you want, what you want? Uh yo...
+
+[Interlude: Timbaland]
+"A person from another planet might disagree with you."
+"Well, if you want my opinion, he comes from right here on Earth."
+Slim Shady, Misdemeanor
+Timbaland
+Slim Shady, Misdemeanor
+
+[Verse 3: Eminem]
+I'm homicidal and suicidal with no friends
+Holding a gun with no handle, just a barrel at both ends
+Sprayin' tec's at you until you see your fucking legs
+With the bullet holes and the exit wounds laying next to you (Ah!)
+Fucking mad dog, foaming at the mouth (Grrr)
+Fuck mouth, my whole house is foaming at the couch
+Jumped out of the 93rd floor of a building
+And shot every window out on the way down to the ground
+(Keep filming!)
+Woke up to a hospital staff, got up and laughed
+Chopped 'em in half, suffocated the oxygen mask
+Shit, if I get any higher
+I'mma get the East and West beefing again
+Fly back to Detroit and stand in the crossfire
+
+[Verse 4: Missy Elliott, Missy as girl]
+Y'all better call the police 'fore I kill this track
+Don't shoot Missy! Get back
+Uh, I'mma put you all in the line uh, and I'mma watch you MC's die
+Yo Mommy, Mommy, Missy done lost her mind
+I think somebody done pissed her off this time
+Yeah, I'mma have to bus' you through your chest and
+Uh, you gon' have to clean up the mess (Uh huh)
+It's raining, raining and it's pouring loud
+Never fear, 'cause pissy Missy's through the crowd
+Uh, I hear that the gats go cha-pow
+You shot me dammit! Bitch get down
+Don't walk when I talk, I never talk when I smile (Uh huh)
+I'mma lay em on down, like they lived underground (Uh)
+For the sounds that me and Timbaland, we found
+Get your ass kicked later or get your ass kicked now
+
+[Outro: Missy Elliott]
+Uhh, one-two Misdemeanor, Slim Shady, Timbaland, motherfucker
+Uhh uhh uhh, two, two, two, triple zero
+**************************************************
+One Minute Man (Remix)[Intro: Missy Elliott]
+Ooh, I don't want, I don't need, I can't stand no minute man
+I don't want no minute man
+Ooh, here's your chance, be a man, take my hand, understand
+I don't want no minute man
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+Boy, I'ma make you love me, make you want me
+And I'ma give you some attention tonight
+Now follow my intuitions, what you wishin'
+See, I'ma keep you all night for a long time
+Just start countin' the ways
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+Tonight, I'ma give it to you, throw it to you
+I want you to come prepared, oh yeah (Oh yes)
+Boy, it's been a long time, a crazy long time
+And I don't want no minute man, and that's real
+Give it to me some more
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no (Fifty grand I get this all in one take, Hova)
+
+[Verse 3: Jay-Z]
+Look, I'm not tryna give you love and affection
+I'm tryna give you sixty seconds of perfection
+I'm tryna give you cab fare and directions
+Get your independent ass out of here, question
+I'm not your man, not Ralph Tresvant
+Not Ronnie Romance, no ma
+I'm tryna hit you then quit you in the middle of the round
+Like I'm Roberto Duran, no mas
+Six AM, another chick in the house (Put your hands up)
+6:15, another chick kicked out (Put your hands up)
+Spent one minute tryna dig her out
+The other fourteen tryna put it in her mouth
+The dick too chubby, too much'll make you love me
+Now be a nice wifey and run home to your hubby
+'Cause we both knowin' what we doin' is wrong
+Don't forget to put your ring back on
+
+[Bridge: Missy Elliott]
+Ooh, I don't want, I don't need, I can't stand no minute man
+I don't want no minute man
+Ooh, here's your chance, be a man, take my hand, understand
+I don't want no minute man
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, break, break me off
+Break, break me off, show me what you got
+Break me off, show me what you got
+Break me off, show me what you got
+Break me off, show me what you got
+Break me off, break, break me off
+**************************************************
+She’s a Bitch[Verse 1]
+To the M-I prrrrrrrr, cat like a semi
+Nigga stol'd my car, won't you get my
+Give yo' ass a black eye
+Oh, say bye-bye
+I'mma give your body to the sky
+Run through your clique
+Nigga, you pissed, don't trip
+I'mma have to bust you in your lips
+And the whips better have a whole lotta chips
+Cuz I ain't for no nigga givin' tips
+
+[Chorus]
+She's a bitch
+When you say my name
+Talk mo' junk but won't look my way
+She's a bitch
+See I got more cheese
+So back on up while I roll up my sleeves
+She's a bitch
+You can't see me, Joe
+Get on down while I shoot my flow
+She's a bitch
+When I do my thang
+Got the place on fire, burnin' down to flames
+
+[Verse 2]
+Roll up in my car, don't stop, won't stop
+I'mma keep in rockin' til the clock don't tock
+I'mma keep it hot, light my ass on fire
+I'mma grab a philly, go and roll it at the bar
+Whatcha talk? Whatcha say? Huh?
+Gotta flow, gotta move it slow, huh?
+Better you runnin' out the door, huh?
+You gon' be a long lost soul, whacha say?
+Yippee yi yo, yippee yi yi yay
+Put me on stage, watchin' niggas feel me
+Put my shit on wax, watch it blaze like me
+Go yippee yi yo, yippee yi yi yay
+55, 65, hike
+75, 85, toss the mic
+95, Missy wild for the night
+105, I'mma keep the crowd hype
+
+[Chorus]
+She's a bitch
+When they say my name
+Talk mo' junk but won't look my way
+She's a bitch
+See I got mo' cheese
+Back on up while I roll up my sleeve
+
+[Break]
+She's a-
+What? What? What? What?
+What? What? What? What?
+
+[Verse 3]
+Whatchu know about Timothy, lemme know
+Eat an MC like Cease, lemme know
+If you get drunk lean on me, lemme know
+I'm about to bust like pee, feel me now (What?)
+Anybody know my skills, what the deal?
+Anybody feel my skills is the real?
+Anybody wanna come fuck wit the steel?
+Anybody gotta get they whole body peeled?
+
+[Chorus]
+She's a bitch
+When you say my name
+Talk mo' junk but won't look my way
+She's a bitch
+See I got more cheese
+So back on up while I roll up my sleeves
+She's a bitch
+You can't see me, Joe
+Get on down while I shoot my flow
+She's a bitch
+When I do my thang
+Got the place on fire, burnin' down to flames
+
+[Break]
+
+[Chorus]
+She's a bitch
+When you say my name
+Talk mo' junk but won't look my way
+She's a bitch
+See I got more cheese
+So back on up while I roll up my sleeves
+She's a bitch
+You can't see me, Joe
+Get on down while I shoot my flow
+She's a bitch
+When I do my thang
+Got the place on fire, burnin' down to flames
+
+She's a bitch
+When you say my name
+Talk mo' junk but won't look my way
+She's a bitch
+See I got more cheese
+So back on up while I roll up my sleeves
+She's a bitch
+You can't see me, Joe
+Get on down while I shoot my flow
+She's a bitch
+When I do my thang
+Got the place on fire, burnin' down to flames
+**************************************************
+Work It (Remix)[Intro]
+DJ please, pick up your phone
+I'm on the request line!
+
+[Intro 2: Missy Elliott & 50 Cent]
+G-Unit!
+This is a Missy Elliot one-time exclusive (Come on!)
+
+[Chorus]
+Is it worth it? Let me work it
+I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it
+Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
+Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
+If you got a big (*elephant noise*), let me search you
+And find out how hard I gotta work ya
+Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
+Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
+Remix! (Uh, yeah)
+
+[Verse 1: 50]
+Now Missy she too much for me (I'm freaky)
+Took me to the crib man, she told me (Eat me)
+Now my babymama told her ass not to beat me
+Her broke ass wanna fight, Missy know how to treat me (Yeah)
+She sitting on cash, she got money out the ass
+Gave her them back shots and got money out her ass
+Now you can see me in the coupe like WHAT
+Next time I'll hit her in that G5 TRUCK
+I've got the magic stick, I can go for hours
+From the bed to the floor, to the sink to the shower
+With her back to the bed and her legs to the sky
+I can go hard, know why, big girls don't cry
+I had visions of Missy with her money by the tub
+Ching! Ching! Jackpot, I think I'm in love
+I'm looking for Missy now so I can get my back rubbed
+This the shit she hollered in my ear before we left the club
+
+[Verse 2: Missy]
+I'd like to get to know ya, so I can show ya
+Put the pussy on ya, like I told ya
+Gimme all your numbers so I can phone ya
+Your girl acting stank than call me ov-ah
+Not on the bed, lay me on your sofa
+Call before you come, I need to shave my cho-cha
+You do or you don't or you will or you won't cha
+Go downtown and eat it like a vul-cha
+See my hips and my tips don'tcha
+See my ass and my lips don'tcha
+Lost a few pounds in my waist for ya
+This the kinda beat that go wa-ta-ta
+Ra-ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
+Sex me so good I say blah-blah-blah
+Work it! I need a glass of wat-ah
+Boy oh boy its good to know ya
+
+[Hook]
+Is it worth it, let me work it
+I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it
+"I put my thing down, flip and reverse it"
+"I put my thing down, flip and reverse it"
+If you got a big , let me search ya
+To find out how hard I gotta work ya
+"I put my thing down, flip and reverse it"
+"I put my thing down, flip and reverse it"
+
+[Verse 3]
+If you're a fly gal, get your nails done
+Get a pedicure, get your hair did
+Boy lift it up, lets make a toast-ah
+Lets get drunk, its gon bring us clos-ah
+Don't I look like a Halle Berry post-ah?
+See dem Belvedere playin tricks on ya
+Girlfriend wanna be like me nev-ah
+You won't find a bitch that's even bett-ah
+I make it hot as Las Vegas weath-ah
+Listen up close while I take you backwards
+"Watch the way Missy like to take it backwards"
+I'm not a prostitute but I can give you whatchu want
+I love your braids and your mouth full of funk
+Love the way my ass ba-bump ba-bump bump
+Keep your eyes on my ba-bump ba-bump bump
+And think you can handle this ga-donk ga-donk donk
+Take my thong off and my ass go boom
+Cut the lights off so you see what I can do
+
+[Hook]
+Is it worth it, let me work it
+I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it
+"I put my thing down, flip and reverse it"
+"I put my thing down, flip and reverse it"
+If you got a big , let me search ya
+To find out how hard I gotta work ya
+"I put my thing down, flip and reverse it"
+"I put my thing down, flip and reverse it"
+
+[Verse 4]
+Boys, boys, all type of boys
+Black, white, Puerto Rican, Chinese boys
+Why-thai,-thai-o-toy-o-thai-thai
+Rock-thai,-thai-o-toy-o-thai-thai
+Girls, girls, get that cash
+If its 9 to 5 or shakin ya ass
+Ain't no shame ladies, do your thang
+Just make sure you ahead of tha game
+
+Just cause I got a lot of fame sup-ah
+Prince couldn't get me change my name papa
+Kunta Kinte, enslave a game, no sir
+Picture black sayin, "Oh yessuh massa"
+Picture Lil' Kim dating a pastor
+Minute man, big men can outlast ya
+Who is the best? I don't have to ask ya
+When I come out, you won't even matt-ah
+Why you act dumb like ughhh, duh
+So you act dumb like ughhh, duh
+And the drummer boy go pa-rum pa-pum pum
+Give ya some some some of this Cinnabon
+
+[Hook]
+Is it worth it, let me work it
+I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it
+"I put my thing down, flip and reverse it"
+"I put my thing down, flip and reverse it"
+If you got a big, let me search ya
+To find out how hard I gotta work ya
+"I put my thing down, flip and reverse it"
+"I put my thing down, flip and reverse it"
+
+To my fellas, ooooh
+Good God, I like the way you work that
+To my ladies, woo
+You sure know how to work that, good God
+**************************************************
+Throw It Back[Intro]
+Woah
+Woop
+(This is a Missy Elliott exclusive)
+Woah
+Yeah
+
+[Verse 1]
+Walk up in this thing (Thing), I be on my game (Game)
+If it's competition ('Tition), I put them to shame (Shame)
+Different kind of chick (Chick), we are not the same (The same)
+I raised all these babies, call me Katherine Jackson ('Son)
+Please don't steal my style (Style), I might cuss you out (Wow)
+What you doin' now (Doin'), I did for a while (While)
+Missy, Missy, Missy, go 'head, let it slap (Slap)
+I'ma snatch they wigs 'til I see that scalp (Scalp)
+Booty, booty clap (Clap), flyin' across the map (Map)
+Lambo on the block (Block), lookin' like a snack
+I'll show you how I do it (Do it), show you how it's done (Done)
+Don't look for another Missy 'cause there'll be no 'nother one
+
+[Chorus]
+Watch me throw it back
+Watch me throw it back
+Watch me throw it back
+Watch me throw it back
+Watch me throw it back
+Throw it back
+Throw it back
+Throw it back
+Watch me throw it back
+Watch me throw it back
+Watch me throw it back
+Watch me throw it back
+Watch me throw it back
+Throw it back
+Throw it back (Uh)
+Throw it back
+
+[Verse 2]
+Middle finger flip (Flip), get up off my tip (Tip)
+Money money clip (Clip), Louis on my hip (Hip)
+Lambo be the whip (Whip), like banana split (Split)
+Look at all my ice, see the way my jewelry drip
+Come up off that lick lick
+Yeah, he wanna kick it
+But he cannot kick it
+Unless he be my dip dip
+Call me Missy, Mi'-Mi'
+I don't play them trick-tricks
+Man, I'm so legit-'git
+Watch me flip, reverse it
+Flip it and reverse it, stupid with the verses
+Man, I got the coat and shoes just to match the purses
+Woop, woop, woop, woop, I don't need rehearsing
+The way I throw it back, I show the whole crowd how I work it
+
+[Chorus]
+Throw it back
+Throw it back
+Throw it back
+Throw it back
+Watch me throw it back
+Watch me throw it back
+Watch me throw it back
+Watch me throw it back
+Watch me throw it back
+Throw it back
+Throw it back
+Throw it back
+Watch me throw it back
+Throw it back
+Throw it back
+Throw it back (Uh, check)
+
+[Verse 3]
+Missy make up her own rules
+Not many can do what I do
+So many VMA's that I could live on the moon
+Man, I jump and you leap
+Better wake up if you sleep
+I did records for Tweet before y'all could even tweet
+Y'all be thinkin' shit's sweet
+Been hot before you could speak
+I'm like Heavy D, everyone love me, capisce?
+Need a PJ when I'm takin' flight
+Get your review and your ratings right
+Missy still got 'em losing control
+And every night is still ladies night
+
+[Chorus]
+Watch me throw it back
+Throw it back
+Throw it back
+Throw it back
+Watch me throw it back
+Throw it back
+Throw it back
+Throw it back
+Watch me throw it back
+Watch me throw it back
+Watch me throw it back
+Watch me throw it back
+Watch me throw it back
+Throw it back
+Throw it back
+Throw it back
+
+[Outro]
+Watch me
+Watch me
+Watch me
+Watch me
+**************************************************
+All N My Grill (Remix)[Intro: Missy Elliott]
+Uh, hit me
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+Don't explain, you never change
+Same old thang, same old game
+Say you want to be with me
+Show me my ring, baby, let me think
+I been in the cold
+The story untold about to unfold
+How do you expect me
+To ever believe you want be with me
+
+[Hook: Missy Elliott & Nicole Wray]
+Why you all in my grill?
+(Why you all in?)
+Can you pay my bills?
+(Can you pay my bills?)
+Let me know if you will
+(Let me know, me know)
+Cuz a chick gotta live
+(A chick like me, I got to live)
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+Talk is talk and talk is cheap
+Tell it to her, don't say it to me
+Cuz I know I'm in control
+See Trix are for kids and boo, I'm too old
+Go 'head with your games
+Don't ever come back to me again
+Where you go, remember me
+I'm the best thing in history
+
+[Hook: Missy Elliott & Nicole Wray]
+Why you all in my grill?
+(Why? Why? Why?)
+Can you pay my bills?
+(Can you pay my bills?)
+Let me know if you will
+(Let me know, boy, boy)
+Cuz a chick gotta live
+(A chick got to live, ooh yeah)
+
+[Bridge: Missy Elliott & Nicole Wray]
+Third time (Third time)
+I moved you in, took you back in my life (I was a fool)
+I don't know what's wrong with me
+Third time (Third time)
+I moved you in, took you back in my life (Ooh, yeah, yeah)
+
+[Verse 3: MC Solaar]
+Zigzag zigzag, oui, j'ai du zigzaguer
+De comète en planète face à l'OPEP aux aguets
+Shoot dans des canettes, quand y'a plus d'bisous
+Plus d'baisers, plus d'bises, juste un biz-biz de bijoux
+Tu veux du cling-cling clinquant, Louis Vuitton? Pas qu'ça!
+Top du top, rien qu'ça, plus Merco Classe A
+Je braquerai les banques, toutes, puis fait banqueroute
+Boufferai des casse-croûtes juste pour paver d'or ta route
+J'jouerai à cache-cache pour trouver l'cash
+Userai de la kalash, de la tchatche, j'vendrai même du hash
+Taulard puis jet-set, clean, honnête et net
+T'offrira des tas d'poupées pleines de p'tites pépètes
+J'aurai les poches vides (vides), porterai l'même jean (jean)
+Lèverai mon verre à la tienne, tu diras tchin-tchin
+T'auras tout ce que sur terre le soleil fait briller
+Joueras au Monopoly, uh, avec des vrais billets
+
+[Bridge: Missy Elliott]
+If you want me, where's my dough
+Give me money, buy me clothes
+No need for talking, have my dough
+Where's my money, where's my clothes?
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott (Nicole Wray)]
+Why you all in my grill? (All in my grill)
+Can you pay my bills? (Can you pay my bills, yeah)
+Let me know if you will (Let me know if you will)
+'Cause a chick gotta live (Oh, yeah)
+Why you all in my grill?
+Can you pay my bills? (Ooh, pay my bills)
+Let me know if you will (Let me know, let me know baby, baby)
+'Cause a chick gotta live (A chick like me, I got to live)
+**************************************************
+DripDemeanor[Intro: Missy Elliott]
+Hello baby
+This is a Missy Elliott exclusive (Uh)
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+He just wanna get me hot
+He just tryna get my twat
+He wanna taste of my goodies
+He say it taste like butterscotch
+Boy you cannot get me locked
+You tryna get me you get blocked
+Unless you tryna marry me
+My ring must be big as a rock
+I open up my candy shop, my panties drop
+You see what I got, ya
+I got the strawberries and berries, them chocolates nice
+All in the box
+You better stop, 'cause I am the cream of the crop
+Baby you know what I got
+I'm top notch
+
+[Chorus: Sum1]
+I keep rubbin' 'til your body start to tweak, ahh
+When you push up on it, put that thang on me boy
+What's popping, baby? Can you put me to sleep, yeah
+Every time you see me, do me dirty, yeah
+I'll be back, I talk that, I want that shit bad
+I can't wait 'til midnight, baby come see me
+I-I-I-I-I-I-I, oh, I-I-I-I-I-I-I
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+If I am your girl or your chick
+Don't treat me like I'm just a bitch
+Boy you don't try to play stick
+'Cause Missy not chasin' your ****
+Boy you don't wanna get hit, you's a trip 'round your boys
+You be flippin' that script
+Tell me why you be frontin', you know you so pussy-whipped
+I am the best that it get, when I kiss on ya lips and I'm throwin' these ****
+All on your face, let you taste on this cake
+When I shake it I might let you lick
+Licky-lick the kitty-kit, let you hit it real quick
+I'm fit like a brick
+I'm hot as one can get
+This shit is so lit
+
+[Chorus: Sum1]
+I keep rubbin' 'til your body start to tweak, ahh
+When you push up on it, put that thang on me boy
+What's popping, baby? Can you put me to sleep, yeah
+Every time you see me, do me dirty, yeah
+I'll be back, I talk that, I want that shit bad
+I can't wait 'til midnight, baby come see me
+I-I-I-I-I-I-I, oh, I-I-I-I-I-I-I
+
+[Verse 3: Sum1]
+Softly, tell me would you stay baby
+You know I give you more than she
+I know just where you wanna be, yeah
+Hair-do wild, make-up on your favorite pillow, baby
+Louder than the TV, knockin' boots
+We rockin' to, probably music playin'
+I wish you could see what I see, baby
+Comin' for you, boy, don't you say a thing
+
+[Verse 4: Missy Elliott]
+Baby why you so thirst? (Thirst)
+Boy you just a big flirt (Flirt)
+You know I got a main
+No, this ***** not yours (Yours)
+You just tryna pop the churrs
+You get kicked to the curb (Curb)
+I know want this big old donk
+But you must wife this chick first
+I'm lookin' for a romance (Woo), we could hold hands (Woo)
+Handstand, do a lap dance (Woo)
+Yeah I want a black man that eat it up like Pac-Man
+Boy you stop playin' (Woo), stop playin'
+This be the jam, Miss don't really give a damn
+
+[Outro: Missy Elliott, Sum1]
+I don't give a damn, I don't give a damn
+I don't-I don't-I don't give a damn, I don't give a damn (Woo)
+I don't give a damn, I don't give a damn
+I don't-I don't-I don't give a damn, I don't give a damn (Woo)
+Ahh-ahh-ahh, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
+Oh, with you babe, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
+**************************************************
+Pep Rally[Pre-Chorus]
+Uptown, downtown
+Everywhere we get down (Down)
+It's 'bout to go down (Down)
+Are you ready? (Are you ready?)
+On your mark (On your mark)
+Get set (Get set), let's go
+It goes left foot (Left foot), it goes right foot (Right foot)
+It goes left foot (Left foot), it goes right foot (Right foot)
+Catch the wall, touch them toes
+Turn around like it's gold
+Back it up, back it up, so you know you got control
+
+[Chorus]
+Let me hit you with that
+Pep rally (Oh), pep rally (Oh), pep rally (Oh)
+Oh, this a pep rally
+Pep rally (Oh), pep rally (Oh), pep rally (Oh)
+Oh, this a pep rally
+
+[Verse 1]
+Pep rally, my friends be at the pep rally (Woo)
+Screamin' and shaking, man, we at the pep rally (Woo)
+Aw, aw, aw, go 'head and dip at it
+The go-go playin' my jam, now let me shake my jelly (Woo)
+Jumpin' and thumpin', man, I got the crowd yellin'
+Get it, and kick it, kick it, kick it, there's no tellin' (Woo)
+Aw, aw, aw, you better move Ellen
+I got a nice round (Woo) like a watermelon
+Aw, yeah you play the point guard (Point guard)
+Hitting three corners, man, they playing real hard (Real hard)
+My team be with it, yeah, so keep your day job
+I turn around and make it bounce like a basketball
+
+[Refrain]
+Bounce, biggity bounce, biggity-biggity bounce, bounce
+Where my clappers that stomp? Now rock with it
+Bounce, biggity bounce, biggity-biggity bounce, bounce
+Where my clappers that stomp? Now rock with it
+Clappers that stomp, clappers that
+Clappers that stomp, clappers that
+Clappers that stomp, clappers that
+Clappers that stomp, clappers that
+Clappers that stomp, clappers that
+Clappers that stomp, clappers that
+Clappers that, clappers that stop
+Clappers that stomp
+
+[Pre-Chorus]
+Uptown, downtown
+Everywhere we get down (Down)
+It's 'bout to go down (Down)
+Are you ready? (Are you ready?)
+On your mark (On your mark)
+Get set (Get set), let's go
+It goes left foot (Left foot), it goes right foot (Right foot)
+It goes left foot (Left foot), it goes right foot (Right foot)
+Catch the wall, touch them toes
+Turn around like it's gold
+Back it up, back it up, so you know you got control
+
+[Chorus]
+Let me hit you with that
+Pep rally (Oh), pep rally (Oh), pep rally (Oh)
+Oh, this a pep rally
+Pep rally (Oh), pep rally (Oh), pep rally (Oh)
+Oh, this a pep rally
+
+[Verse 2]
+Rockin' not stoppin', bend over go 'head touch your toes (Come on)
+Get it, now get it, now let your bottom scrape the floor (Come on)
+Bouncing and bouncing, now stop, drop, rock and roll (Woo)
+And yeah we get crackin' like we up at the Superbowl
+Aw, quarterback on the field
+Football player runnin' yard, got skills
+At the ball game, pep rally over here
+The band in the stands, shit just got real
+Turn out, turn out, turn out, turn out, turn out (Oh)
+Turn out, turn out, turn out, turn out, turn out (Oh)
+Turn out, turn out, turn out, turn out, turn out (Oh)
+Like a basketball lover, make 'em bounce
+
+[Refrain]
+Bounce, biggity bounce, biggity-biggity bounce, bounce
+Where my clappers that stomp? Now rock with it
+Bounce, biggity bounce, biggity-biggity bounce, bounce
+Where my clappers that stomp? Now rock with it
+Clappers that stomp, clappers that
+Clappers that stomp, clappers that
+Clappers that stomp, clappers that
+Clappers that stomp, clappers that
+Clappers that stomp, clappers that
+Clappers that stomp, clappers that
+Clappers that, clappers that stop
+Clappers that stomp
+
+[Pre-Chorus]
+Uptown, downtown
+Everywhere we get down (Down)
+It's 'bout to go down (Down)
+Are you ready? (Are you ready?)
+On your mark (On your mark)
+Get set (Get set), let's go
+It goes left foot (Left foot), it goes right foot (Right foot)
+It goes left foot (Left foot), it goes right foot (Right foot)
+Catch the wall, touch them toes
+Turn around like it's gold
+Back it up, back it up, so you know you got control
+
+[Verse 3]
+Well let me hit you with that
+Turn around (Turn around), rotate (Rotate)
+Feel that (Feel that), let it vibrate (Vibrate)
+Two-step (Two-step), let your body sway (Body sway)
+This a battle of the bands, this a drum break (Woo)
+Majorettes (Majorettes) on the schoolyard (Schoolyard)
+Where my drum majors? (Drum) Pull out your bullhorn (Bullhorn)
+Fools be gettin' drunk, actin' like morons (Morons)
+The football team be winnin' get your score on
+Oh, oh yeah this a pep rally (Pep rally)
+Murkin' and workin' yeah this be a pep rally
+Kicking, kick it, kick it, you better move Ellen
+I'm 'bout to whip it, whip it like potato salad
+Aw, yeah, now get your groove back
+Aw, yeah, you better do that
+Aw, yeah, this be a roll call
+When this song come on, now bounce like a basketball
+
+[Refrain]
+Bounce, biggity bounce, biggity-biggity bounce, bounce
+Where my clappers that stomp? Now rock with it
+Bounce, biggity bounce, biggity-biggity bounce, bounce
+Where my clappers that stomp? Now rock with it
+Clappers that stomp, clappers that
+Clappers that stomp, clappers that
+Clappers that stomp, clappers that
+Clappers that stomp, clappers that
+Clappers that stomp, clappers that
+Clappers that stomp, clappers that
+Clappers that, clappers that stop
+Clappers that stomp
+
+[Outro]
+Round up the clappers let's go, oh yeah (Oh yeah)
+Round up the clappers let's go, oh yeah (Oh yeah)
+Round up the clappers let's go, oh yeah (Oh yeah)
+Clappers, clappers, clappers, clappers
+**************************************************
+All N My Grill[Intro: Missy Elliott]
+Uh, hit me
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+Don't explain, you never change
+Same old thang, same old game
+Say ya want to be wit' me
+But show me my ring, baby, let me think
+I been in the cold
+The story untold about to unfold
+How do you expect me
+To ever believe you want be wit' me
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott (Nicole Wray)]
+Why you all in my grill? (Why you all in?)
+Can you pay my bills? (Can you pay my bills?)
+Let me know if you will (Let me know, me know)
+'Cause a chick gotta live (A chick like me, I got to live)
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+Talk is talk, and talk is cheap
+Tell it to her, don't say it to me
+'Cause I know I'm in control
+See, Trix are for kids, and boo I'm too old
+Go 'head with your games
+Don't ever come back to me again
+Where you go, remember me
+I'm the best thing in history
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott (Nicole Wray)]
+Why you all in my grill? (Why, why, why?)
+Can you pay my bills (Can you pay my bills?)
+Let me know if you will (Let me know boy, boy)
+'Cause a chick gotta live
+(A chick got to live, ooh yeah)
+
+[Bridge 1: Missy Elliott (Nicole Wray)]
+Third time (Third time)
+I moved you in, took you back
+In my life (I was a fool)
+I don't know what's wrong with me
+Third time (Third time)
+I moved you in, took you back in my life (oh yeah, yeah)
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott (Nicole Wray)]
+Why you all in my grill? (All in my grill)
+Can you pay my bills? (Can you pay my bills, yeah)
+Let me know if you will (Let me know if you will)
+'Cause a chick gotta live (Oh, yeah)
+Why you all in my grill?
+Can you pay my bills? (Ooh, pay my bills)
+Let me know if you will (Let me know, let me know baby, baby)
+'Cause a chick gotta live (A chick like me, I got to live)
+
+[Bridge 2: Missy Elliott (Big Boi)]
+If you want me, where's my dough?
+Give me money, buy me clothes
+No need for talking, have my dough
+Where's my money? Where's my clothes?
+If you want me, where's my dough?
+Give me money, buy me clothes
+No need for talking, have my dough? (Aight, uh)
+Where's my money? Where's my clothes?
+
+[Verse 3: Big Boi]
+Why you all in my grill?
+I'm thinkin' it's time to chill
+Yeah, but you wanna drill, though
+I couldn't even step out the baby blue Bonneville
+Cuz you be tryin' to kill my ho, my girlfriend
+And people around me is tellin' me that you's a stalker
+Like Darth Vader takes a Skywalker
+I told you I was the street talker
+It ain't my fault you gave me your Victoria's Secret's
+And your Frederick's
+You wanted the Waldorf Astoria
+But instead I took you to Cedric's, to entertain you
+To give you to the "G", and never claim you
+Me and Missy, we gettin' straight pissy
+And oh yeah, we puffin' on one of them thangs too
+You blamin' who? You namin' who?
+I know you ain't bringin' that lame crew
+Big Boi, Daddy Fat Sax
+G pretty D, are they same, boo
+But I'm backed by the Dungeon Family
+So you can go 'head wit' all that stabbin' me
+Cuz I will jab thee, and slam thee
+And Bobby Boucher yo' ass, G
+Yeah, yeah, huh
+**************************************************
+I’m Better (Remix)[Intro: Missy Elliott]
+Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
+Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
+Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
+Remix!
+
+[Chorus: Cainon Lamb]
+I'ma start it from the bottom
+Show you how to flip a dollar
+I got food in my dinin' room
+I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
+It's another day, another chance
+I wake up, I wanna dance
+So as long as I got my friends...
+I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
+
+[Interlude: Lil Kim]
+Lil Kim!
+And you can not be me, no never
+Ain't got to explain why I'm better
+Your man is a dog
+He chase my kitty and he say my pussy is wetter
+Hooooooool' up, remix!
+
+[Chorus: Cainon Lamb]
+I'ma start it from the bottom
+Show you how to flip a dollar
+I got food in my dinin' room
+I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
+It's another day, another chance
+I wake up, I wanna dance (Woo!)
+So as long as I got my friends...
+I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
+
+[Verse 1: Lil Kim]
+Lil Kim!
+You can not be me, no never
+Ain't got to explain why I'm better
+Your man is a dog
+He chase my kitty and he say my pussy is wetter
+Me and Missy be high in them choppers
+Landin' on hundred foot yachts
+In Giuseppe heels, I kick in the door
+Wavin' the 4 like I am Big Poppa
+I'm better, I'm better, Balmain be the leather
+My watch is so icy, if I walk outside in the summertime
+I just might change the weather
+I'm done with the Benz so I bought a Wraith
+I don't trust the bank so I bought a safe
+This fur on me like I fought a ape
+I'm killin' 'em, yellow tape
+
+[Chorus: Cainon Lamb]
+I'ma start it from the bottom
+Show you how to flip a dollar
+I got food in my dinin' room (Hoooooool' up!)
+I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
+It's another day, another chance
+I wake up, I wanna dance
+So as long as I got my friends...
+I'm better, I'm better, I'm better (Remix!)
+
+[Bridge: Cainon Lamb]
+I wake up, I wanna dance
+I wake up, I wanna dance (dance)
+I wake up, I wanna dance (dance)
+Dance, d-d-dance
+I wake up, I wanna dance
+I wake up, I wanna dance (dance)
+I wake up, I wanna dance (dance)
+Dance, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
+
+[Verse 2: Trina]
+Trina!
+Yeah, I'm better, I'm better than them
+And I get wetter than them
+And fuck where you've been
+Get too much cheddar for him
+I set the bar and them bitches only settin' trends
+I put the pressure on them
+Still ain't turn into a diamond
+I got the Midas, billionaire minded
+Seat's on recline and I'm gettin' some head
+Right in back of the pilot
+Switchin' up pilots, damn and I'm shinin'
+All my bitches with me, 305's finest
+Don't come around us if you ain't 'bout commas
+Commas, commas, commas, commas
+Show you how to hit a lick
+Collect the profit, watch it flip
+(He watchin' my body like he watchin' Scandal
+But I'm just yeah) Never front, so you spend
+
+[Chorus: Cainon Lamb]
+I'ma start it from the bottom
+Show you how to flip a dollar
+I got food in my dinin' room
+I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
+It's another day, another chance
+I wake up, I wanna dance
+So as long as I got my friends...
+I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
+
+[Verse 3: Eve]
+Eve!
+I've been away, I'm so anti
+Winnin' in life by a landslide
+I know you see me, you see me
+Your chick wanna be me
+But she can never be me, no
+Man I'm too stuck in my ways
+Countin' this money for days
+Life is so good, it feel good
+No worries with all of these foreigns up in my driveway
+I ain't got no time for no dumb shit
+A lot of y'all be on some bum shit
+First I got my D's up, then I got my pounds up
+What you been talkin' ain't addin' up
+March to the beat of my own drum
+Philly to London conundrum
+I've been this way, baby since the first day
+But they keep askin', "Where the fuck does she come from?"
+I'm better
+
+[Chorus: Cainon Lamb]
+I'ma start it from the bottom
+Show you how to flip a dollar
+I got food in my dinin' room
+I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
+It's another day, another chance
+I wake up, I wanna dance
+So as long as I got my friends...
+I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
+**************************************************
+I’m Really Hot[Verse 1]
+Let me holla at the DJ
+Come on DJ put that record on the replay
+Don't you see how them bitches move they booty
+Every time you play this record smell they coochie, follow them
+Screamin' like a groupie
+Misdemeanor move my nookie like a coochie
+Fuck them haters, haters fuck whatever you say
+Because you know I'm too cool for you anyway
+I'm just a bad bitch
+M-I-S miss
+I'm gone keep talking shit till you get this
+I'm gone bust up in the club with no guest list
+The other artists I'll keep em' all restless
+I don't french kiss, unless it's 50 Cent
+Vivica we can share him like the president
+Tabloids I don't care it's irrelevant
+I'm heaven sent now watch how I do this shit
+
+[Hook]
+Ho!.....Ho (I'm..I'm..I'm..I'm)
+Ho!.....Ho Go Go!
+Ho!.....Ho (Hot..Hot.Hot,Hot)
+Ho!.....Ho,Go Go!
+I'm really, really hot
+Every time my records drop
+Radio says I won't stop
+Cause I'm killin' em
+
+[Verse 2]
+You don't know what you talking bout
+You would think I was Suge when I come out
+My album hit hard when I roll out
+Y'all records make a bitch wanna throw em out
+And that's no doubt
+See I rock bells, Fly as hell and cool as zinfandel baby can't you tell
+I lick my lips like I'm LL
+And I'm doin it & doin it & doin it well
+Straight to the hotel
+I'm sober bitch so boy you gets no tail
+Kiss kiss and still you gets nowhere
+Just two blue balls down in your underwear, I play unfair
+I'm a hot gal, fly cars and stars in strip bars it ain't hot if I'm not there
+I'm a true playa, you can find me up in any record store hurry up and get yours
+
+[Hook]
+Ho!.....Ho (I'm..I'm..I'm..I'm)
+Ho!.....Ho Go Go!
+Ho!.....Ho (Hot..Hot.Hot,Hot)
+Ho!.....Ho,Go Go!
+I'm really, really hot
+Every time my records drop
+Radio says I won't stop
+Cause I'm killin' em
+
+[Verse 3]
+Look, let me move to the left
+Go Head, let me feel myself
+Touch my chest my sweat
+Show the DJ how I shake my breast
+Jiggle, Jiggle, Jangle
+Watch how my glu-te-us dangle
+I do a one-two step STOP!
+No I ain't done yet
+Everybody in the club go to work
+Tight jeans, crop shirts, short skirts
+I'm gone rock to the beat till it hurt
+I'm gone drop it on the street yeah you heard
+Haters I flip the bird, Got guns so what I ain't scurred
+I came to boogy and swerve, Hang-line folk that's my word
+
+[Hook]
+Ho!.....Ho (I'm..I'm..I'm..I'm)
+Ho!.....Ho Go Go!
+Ho!.....Ho (Hot..Hot.Hot,Hot)
+Ho!.....Ho,Go Go!
+I'm really, really hot
+Every time my records drop
+Radio says I won't stop
+Cause I'm killin' em
+
+Release...yourself
+Release...yourself
+**************************************************
+We Run This[Intro: Missy]
+My style can't be duplicated or recycled
+This chick is a sick individual
+SICKTATE, VOLUME TWO, BELIEVE IT!
+{*"Apache" breaks start*}
+HO!! HO!!
+Let me switch up the game
+
+[Verse 1]
+I drink that co-gnac
+Step back cause I might put it on ya
+I go deep, so deep 'til you sleep
+Count sheep, wake you up from [fuckin'] all week
+You don't want me have to show ya
+How a freak bitch act when I ain't so-ber
+Whattup, I'm to' up, sho' nuff
+Ain't scared to take it out, tell the freak to take it off
+Tipsy and I feel, good
+Black dudes got big woods
+Into it, I do it, I did it
+If you really really want it then nigga stop frontin
+Aiy boy you know I'm yo' type
+Five two I wear my jeans real tight
+My curves, they swerve, so superb
+My word is my word and I came to serve
+
+[Hook]
+WE RUN THIS, run this, WE RUN THIS, run this
+WE RUN THIS UH-OHH, OHH!
+It don't matter where you're from it's where you're at
+And if you came to freek-a-leek better bring ya hats nigga
+East, coast, West, coast
+Down, South represent ya coast
+YEAH WE RUN IT, AND YEAH WE RUN IT
+Y'ALL DON'T WANT IT, CAUSE MY COAST RUN IT
+Uh-ohh, we run this shit, uhh, WE RUN THIS SHIT
+
+[Verse 2: Missy]
+WICKED! Wanna pull my hair, break my back
+For the right money might sit in your 'llac
+Back to back, and can't even keep track
+It's a fact the freaks love to get slapped
+Suck my toes and then the backrub
+I don't come to do it, I just wanna be touched
+Look at how y'all makin me blush
+I'm enough to go around so people don't push
+Don't push - when I run that tush in the bush
+Don't my diamonds look real good
+And they shine so hard, that he glitters
+So many karats they look like critters
+And we can do it all night
+Take a flashlight to see up in my windpipe
+I like to keep a nigga hype
+I wanna know can you handle my mic
+
+[Hook]
+WE RUN THIS, run this, WE RUN THIS, run this
+WE RUN THIS UH-OHH, OHH!
+It don't matter where you're from it's where you're at
+And if you came to freek-a-leek better bring ya hats nigga
+East, coast, West, coast
+Down, South represent ya coast
+YEAH WE RUN IT, AND YEAH WE RUN IT
+Y'ALL DON'T WANT IT, CAUSE MY COAST RUN IT
+Uh-ohh, we run this shit, uhh, WE RUN THIS SHIT
+
+[Verse 3: Missy]
+Any hustlers in the party y'all - HELL YEAH
+If youse a pimp lemme see you party hard - HELL YEAH
+Ohhhh strippers take yo' clothes off - HELL YEAH
+Y'all superstars, y'all don't need no bodyguards - HELL YEAH
+Nigga I bo-gart
+A lot of rappers fakin way too hard
+Pull up at the club in a rental car
+Where them freaks at, the freaks at the bar where the hard drinks are
+Don't, start
+You don't want beef, don't take it that far with a superstar
+I got my foot on the clutch, see me bounce my butt
+Misdemeanor too much and I don't give a fuck
+
+[Outro/Hook]
+WE RUN THIS, run this, WE RUN THIS, run this
+WE RUN THIS UH-OHH, OHH!
+It don't matter where you're from it's where you're at
+And if you came to freek-a-leek better bring ya hats nigga
+WE RUN THIS, run this, WE RUN THIS, run this
+WE RUN THIS UH-OHH, OHH!
+Represent ya coast and act like ya know
+Know how to act 'fore you step your two feet in the do'
+
+VOLUME TWO, HOLLA!
+WICKED! THIS SHIT IS SICK!
+BIG SHOUT OUT TO MOBB DEEP
+G-UNIT!
+**************************************************
+Pussycat[Intro]
+Uh, this is another Missy Elliott exclusive, uh, come on
+
+[Verse 1]
+It's all for the love
+But there is more things that keep a man satisfied
+And I know the remedy just to cure him
+From cheating even if he tried, hey
+
+[Chorus]
+Pussy don't fail me now
+I gotta turn this nigga out
+So he don't want nobody else
+But me and only me
+Pussy don't fail me now
+I gotta turn this nigga out
+So he don't want nobody else
+But me and only me
+
+[Verse 2]
+I know he's a man and men have intentions
+To sleep with someone else
+But that's why when I make love to him
+I'm ruling
+Try to give him my best, hey
+
+[Chorus]
+Pussy don't fail me now (fail me now)
+I gotta turn this nigga out
+So he don't want nobody else (nobody)
+But me and only me (ohh)
+Pussy don't fail me now (fail me now)
+I gotta turn this nigga out
+So he don't want nobody else (ohh)
+But me and only me
+
+[Bridge]
+As long as the pussy good it's alright
+Ain't gotta worry bout my man
+Cos he know mine's is one of a kind
+And that's why he keeps staying
+The pussy good, it's alright
+Ain't gotta worry bout my man
+Cos he know mine's is one of a kind
+And that's why he keeps staying
+
+[Verse 3: Missy distorted (Missy)]
+Look ma
+Yeah, you got that bomb and work
+That prissy stuff, glad it ain't that gushy stuff (that gushy stuff?)
+I don't like the mushy butts
+I wish we was like Puffy over Jennifer
+Him and her too much like I and we (And what that mean?)
+We just love the booty
+All we see, in 3D, is um
+Booty, booty, booty, booty
+
+[Missy]
+Oh really? Do me, do me, do me, do me
+Run through me like flood go through an I-V
+That's good I'm a make sure you never will leave
+Can I put my booty, booty up in your spaghetti daddy
+Are you ready for some cavi from me
+Pussy, gushy, mushy, what more you want from me
+Cuz my feelings hit the ceiling what you want me to be?
+Oh please pussy don't mess it up for me, come on
+
+[Chorus]
+Pussy don't fail me now (fail me, now)
+I gotta turn this nigga out
+So he don't want nobody else (nobody else)
+But me and only me
+Pussy don't fail me now (fail me now)
+I gotta turn this nigga out
+So he don't want nobody else
+But me and only me
+
+[Outro: Missy- Spoken]
+Pussy don't fail me now
+I wanna turn this nigga out
+So he don't want nobody else
+But me and only me
+Pussy don't fail me now
+I wanna turn this nigga out
+So he don't want nobody else
+But me and only me
+
+What's the deal y'all?
+I don't mean to come thru and break y'all vibe
+But, I just gotta slow it down for just a second, so bear with me
+You know, first before I do that I just wanna talk about how people Always say: 'Yo that's too nasty' and 'Why yo mouth so vulgar?'
+'Why you gotta-why you gotta sing all these nasty records?'
+And all that, but I be representin' for the ladies and
+We got somethin' to say, we've been quiet too long
+Lady-like, very patient
+We ain't get mad when Prince had his ass out
+We thought he was gonna turn around to the front
+And have the front out too! But you know, that didn't happen
+We always had to deal with-with the guys
+You know, talkin' about how they gon' wear us out on records
+And-and you know so I had to do records that was strictly--
+Representin' for my ladies and how to keep yo man
+Keep his eyes from wandering, looking around
+And, sex is not a topic that we should always sweep under the rug
+I'm not sayin' go out and do it, but if you do
+Strap it up, before you smack it up
+Flip it, slow it down, oh no!
+Jimmy, drop it
+**************************************************
+Best Friends[Verse 1: Aaliyah]
+My best friend say she sick of me cryin' on the phone
+Tellin' how the men be doggin' me
+My best friend say don't tell her nothin' bout me and you
+'Cause she ain't showin' me no sympathy
+My best friend say
+If she was me, she'd have let you go a long, long time ago
+My best friend say, my best friend say
+I'll be there
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott & Aaliyah]
+I'll still be there for you
+In your time of need, you can lean on me
+Come on, I'll be there for you
+I'll still be there for you
+In your time of need, you can lean on me
+Come on, I'll be there for you
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+My best friend say, I can stay with her
+At her house, no doubt, any time I like
+My best friend say, don't let you ruin my life
+Cause you don't do for me and you don't act right
+My best friend say
+If she was me she would let you go long, long time ago
+My best friend say, my best friend say
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott & Aaliyah]
+I'll still be there for you
+In your time of need, you can lean on me
+Come on, I'll be there for you
+I'll still be there for you
+In your time of need, you can lean on me
+Come on, I'll be there for you
+
+[Bridge: Both, Aaliyah]
+Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah
+Hey, hey
+Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah
+Hey, hey, hey hey, yeah
+I'll be there, yeah
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott & Aaliyah]
+I'll be there for you
+In your time of need, you can lean on me
+Come on, I'll be there for you
+I'll be there for you
+In your time of need, you can lean on me
+Come on, I'll be there for you
+**************************************************
+Beep Me 911[Intro: Timbaland]
+Uh, uh, uh, like that, uh
+Uh
+Say what, say what
+Say what, say what
+Uh, uh, uh
+Say what, say what
+Uh
+Missy, bring it in
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliot]
+Why you played on me? Wasn't I good enough for you? (Wasn't good enough)
+All those other girls you've been with can't do like I do (Do, do)
+Gave you all my dough when you needed it all the time (Uh-huh)
+And if you planning on leaving me again
+Then give me a sign (Say what, say what)
+
+[Chorus: 702]
+Beep me 911 or call me on my cell phone (Uh)
+I'll call you back
+To see what you gon' tell me (Say what, say what)
+You don't wanna date
+No ifs, ands, or waits, it's over, babe
+(Say what, say what, say what, say what)
+Beep me 911 or call me on my cell phone (Uh)
+I'll call you back
+To see what you gon' tell me (Say what, say what)
+You don't wanna date
+No ifs, ands, or waits it's over babe (Uh)
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliot]
+Why you cheating on me? Can you tell me what I've done?
+I thought you was the one, but you just a hit and run
+Gave up clubs and parties, I put them aside (I stopped goin' to all the parties)
+Left me in the dark with no kind of sign
+(Why don't you give me a sign?)
+
+[Chorus: 702]
+Beep me 911 or call me on my cell phone
+I'll call you back
+To see what you gon' tell me
+You don't wanna date
+No ifs, ands, or waits it's over babe, it's over
+(No thinking twice)
+(Say what, say what)
+Beep me 911 or call me on my cell phone
+I'll call you back
+To see what you gon' tell me
+You don't wanna date
+No ifs, ands, or waits it's over babe, it's over
+
+[Bridge: 702]
+All my friends say I can do better than you (Say what, say what)
+Maybe they was right cause I feel like a fool (Fool, fool)
+But I can't let you go until you take some time (Say what, say what)
+To tell me why you left me without a goddamn sign (Say what, say what)
+
+[Chorus: 702]
+Beep me 911 or call me on my cell phone
+I'll call you back
+To see what you gon' tell me
+You don't wanna date
+No ifs, ands, or waits it's over babe, it's over (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
+Beep me 911 or call me on my cell phone
+I'll call you back
+To see what you gon' tell me (Say what)
+You don't wanna date
+No ifs, ands, or waits it's over babe, it's over
+(Magoo, Magoo)
+
+[Verse 3: Magoo]
+Type of nigga made built to last
+Look homegirl, I pump like gas when
+Get your friend and your girl and them (What?)
+My sex drive workout like a gym, Kim (What?)
+Was the girl that I used to hit
+You the girl that I gotta quit
+See the kitty Kit
+Gotta gold it like a light
+In the night you the freak come out
+We don't bite
+No diggity, who took you out
+No doubt when I first got down
+Made the bro' shout
+Look out, make it live
+Dip and dive, staying alive
+Shoot me sugar, there it is
+Now we talking square biz
+I'm leaving you without arrears
+But I still luh the kids
+What you think, I'm hen pecked
+Girl get your mind checked
+Take the time, recollect
+I just gave you disrespect
+
+[Outro: Timbaland]
+Ah, like that
+Like that
+Beep me 911, baby
+Aha, aha, aha, aha...
+Aha, aha
+Aha, aha
+Say what, say what
+Misdemeanor, 702
+Whatch'all gonna do?
+Fellas?
+Don't beep them 911
+Don't beep them 911
+Don't beep them 911
+**************************************************
+Ching-A-Ling[Intro]
+The party is ending at 2 A.M
+So whatever you must do..
+Do it now!
+
+[Hook]
+Ching, ching, gettin paid over here
+Ching, ching, gettin paid over here
+(This is...)
+Thirsty, baby bring it over here
+Thirsty, baby bring it over here
+See my money maker, do my money maker (Crazy baby!)
+See my money maker, do my money maker (Serious maaaan!)
+(ereh revo ti gnirb ybab, ytsrihT)
+(ereh revo ti gnirb ybab, ytsrihT)
+
+[Verse 1]
+M-I-S-sy, Missy be a freak
+Sex so good, I can freak you in my sleep
+Ice on my sleeve, I can make a room freeze
+Pockets mo' bigger than a stripper booty cheeks
+Dudes weak when they look at my physique
+French on my feet cost a buck fifty
+I don't swing from a pole, Missy swing from a tree
+I'm Muhammad Ali cause I sting like a bee
+Whatchu know about that? So cute and fat
+I let him hit it once, I watch the dude come back
+Cause the back so stacked like it's sittin on a jack
+Missy be the mack, that's a true fact
+
+[Hook]
+Ching, ching, gettin paid over here
+Ching, ching, gettin paid over here
+(This is...)
+Thirsty, baby bring it over here
+Thirsty, baby bring it over here
+See my money maker, do my money maker (Crazy baby!)
+See my money maker, do my money maker (Serious maaaan!)
+(ereh revo ti gnirb ybab, ytsrihT)
+(ereh revo ti gnirb ybab, ytsrihT)
+
+[Verse 2]
+(I like this!)
+Big things pop, little things stop
+If you talk a lot, in your mouth you get socked
+Miss don't flop cause I only get props
+House on the water, Aston Martin in the lot
+Look at my watch, cost a whole lot
+So iced out you cain't see it tick-tock
+Yeah, I'm so hot and I can't be topped
+Artists drop down like Michael Jackson socks
+Got the game lock, make ya body rock
+If Missy ain't on it, then ya song don't knock
+You might get mopped like a floor so don't walk
+You don't need to spit unless you live what you talk
+(Let's go!)
+
+[Hook]
+Ching, ching, gettin paid over here
+Ching, ching, gettin paid over here
+(This is...)
+Thirsty, baby bring it over here
+Thirsty, baby bring it over here
+See my money maker, do my money maker (Crazy baby!)
+See my money maker, do my money maker (Serious maaaan!)
+(ereh revo ti gnirb ybab, ytsrihT)
+(ereh revo ti gnirb ybab, ytsrihT)
+
+[Verse 3]
+Missy switch it up, do ya damn thang
+Just like a chain, groupies wanna hang
+Talk that slang, gon' head and let it bang
+Make the hair stand like the hair on Don King
+Boom, boom, shing, I shine like bling bling
+Call me a queen, mean chicks stay in ya lane
+My flow so mean, if you know what I mean
+So fresh and clean, you can call me Irish Spring
+Whatchu know about that? Talk like ex-lax
+If ya game wack, then you ain't sayin jack
+Just like that, yea yea, to get axed
+Cause I got more hits than you can get out of a bat
+
+[Hook]
+Ching, ching, gettin paid over here
+Ching, ching, gettin paid over here
+(This is...)
+Thirsty, baby bring it over here
+Thirsty, baby bring it over here
+See my money maker, do my money maker (Crazy baby!)
+See my money maker, do my money maker (Serious maaaan!)
+(ereh revo ti gnirb ybab, ytsrihT)
+(ereh revo ti gnirb ybab, ytsrihT)
+**************************************************
+Wake Up[Intro: Missy Elliott & JAY-Z]
+Ayo Hov, tell 'em, hip-hop better wake up
+Yeah, turn the motherfuckin' music up
+Yeah, turn the motherfuckin' music up
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+Motherfuckers betta wake up, stop sellin' crack to the black
+Hope you bought a spare for your flat
+Can't accept me talkin' real facts
+Down the hill like Jill and Jack, I speak what ya weak mind lacks
+Ya heard that?
+I'm creative to the fullest
+What you talkin' bout Willis
+'Cause your talkin' never kill it
+I hear but don't feel it
+Thou ain't realest, you just sweet meat in the village
+Yeah I'm a Don Diva, Don Niva
+Y'all not seen her, heater squeezed into a wife beater
+Yep I'm a top leader, I got the Martin Luther King fever
+I'ma feed ya, what ya teacher need to preach ya
+It's time to get serious, black people all areas
+Who gon' carry us? It ain't time to bury us
+'Cause music be our first love, say "I Do", let's cherish it
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+If you don't got a gun (It's alright)
+If ya makin' legal money (It's alright)
+If you gotta keep ya clothes on (It's alright)
+You ain't got a cellular phone (It's alright)
+And ya wheels don't spin (It's alright)
+And you gotta wear them jeans again (It's alright)
+Yeah if you tried oh well (It's alright)
+MC's stop the beef, let's sell (It's alright)
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+Hip-Hop better wake up, the bed to makeups
+Some of y'all be faker than a drag on make up
+Got issues to take up, before we break up
+Like Elektra let go Miss Anita Baker
+I love Jacob, but jewelry won't fix my place up
+Gotta stay up, studio nights to cake up
+Now check my flavor, rich folks is now my neighbors
+I got cable, now check out how I made my paper
+Hip-Hop don't stop, be my Lifesaver
+Like Kobe and Shaq if they left Lakers
+I'm like an elevator DJ on the crossfader
+Black people wake up and see your ass later
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+If you don't got a gun (It's alright)
+If ya makin' legal money (It's alright)
+If you gotta keep ya clothes on (It's alright)
+You ain't got a cellular phone (It's alright)
+And ya wheels don't spin (It's alright)
+And you gotta wear them jeans again (It's alright)
+Yeah if you tried oh well (It's alright)
+MC's stop the beef, let's sell (It's alright)
+
+[Verse 3: JAY-Z & Missy Elliott]
+I need rims that don't glisten and a booming system
+First piece of change I see, I'm gon' get one
+745 no license to drive
+I ain't even got a home, I guess I'll live in my ride
+Fuck it (Rewind)
+(I can hear myself, but I can't feel myself)
+(I wanna feel myself like Tweet)
+745 no license to drive
+I ain't even got a home, I guess I'll live in my ride
+Fuck it, couple karats in the ear won't hurt
+Need a nice chain, laying on this thousand dollar shirt
+Evisu Jeans cover the rectum, my kick game just like David Beckham
+Anybody in my way, I wet them
+I'ma be this way till the cops come catch 'em
+Til' detectives sketch 'em
+On the sidewalk wit' chalk, New York's infections
+Til' I got taught a lesson
+Couple niggas gone, couple went corrections
+Emory Got 10
+Ty got fifteen, nigga even my kin
+Got five years bringin' nineteen in
+But just think I used to think like them
+Now they gotta live through the pictures that I send them in the pen
+Hope you don't start ya life where I end
+(Wake up)
+
+[Refrain]
+(Wake up)
+(Wake up)
+(Wake up)
+(Wake up)
+(Wake up)
+(Wake up)
+(Wake up)
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+If you don't got a gun (It's alright)
+If ya makin' legal money (It's alright)
+If you gotta keep ya clothes on (It's alright)
+You ain't got a cellular phone (It's alright)
+And ya wheels don't spin (It's alright)
+And you gotta wear them jeans again (It's alright)
+Yeah if you tried oh well (It's alright)
+MC's stop the beef, let's sell (It's alright)
+**************************************************
+On & On[Intro: Pharrell]
+Beware hahaha
+You're now listening to the sounds
+Of Mis-demeanor
+Turn everything up, all levels
+All my [fucking] levels
+Turn that [shit] the [fuck] up
+Huh? What? What?
+Is that a two-track?
+
+[Verse 1: Missy]
+Missy be the name and y'all should already know
+I been around as long as Scarface sold coke
+Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yo she ya
+Let me grab the microphone and I'mma take it away
+Every time I spit I blow one or two speakers
+Top model diva but my name not Eva
+Yeah I bring fever rocking classic adidas
+I'm straight off the heater ripping needles off the meter
+Here I go, flip my flow
+Back it up then I drop it low
+It's a must cause I'm dangerous
+I'll be a hassle on the busta call me angel dust
+I talk shit di, didn't stutter
+2005 MC's in trouble
+You run for cover hide under your covers
+Cause you gone need more protection than a magnum rubber
+
+[Hook: Pharrell]
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
+Ah, ah, on and it's
+
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
+Ah, ah, on and it's
+
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
+Ah, ah, on and it's
+
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
+Ah, ah, on and it's
+
+[Verse 2]
+Missy finna spit shit simply raw
+Misdemeanor always make MCs feel small
+Stick you on the table with a plastic cup
+Say grace, then eat ya ass up
+Y'all just rookies, virgins, and nookies
+Not my competition you skip or play hookie
+Ain't nobody here that can tear the track up
+And naw I ain't done rapping so shut the hell up
+Keep it simple every time I flow
+If you step to me I shall throw blows
+Raise up like I's break nose
+I ain't about talking I'll lay 'em down slow
+And for sure y'all know
+Misdemeanor got 'em by the neck hit 'em low
+Ice cold heart like zero below
+If you wanna battle me then playa say so
+
+[Hook: Pharrell]
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
+Ah, ah, on and it's
+
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
+Ah, ah, on and it's
+
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
+Ah, ah, on and it's
+
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
+Ah, ah, on and it's
+
+[Verse 3]
+Let me tell you what I'm all about
+About spitting hot rhymes on out
+Yeah Pharrell did the beat oh yes
+And the way he put it down he make it sound so (fresh)
+I be the best don't second guess
+When it comes to other rappers bout it boy get flexed
+When I say I'm tight as wife beaters
+Missy bout to teach you how to follow the leader
+Hit the club in a blue two seater
+Looking like I'm finna cock a nine millimeter
+Get out with my high hill cuffs
+Twisting my ass cause I know what guys want
+Licking my lips like I'm taking him home
+Teasing and teasing I'm faking the funk
+Shaking my titties like I wanna bone
+Bend over slow then I tell him I'm gone
+
+[Hook: Pharrell]
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
+Ah, ah, on and it's
+
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
+Ah, ah, on and it's
+
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
+Ah, ah, on and it's
+
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah, on
+Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
+Ah, ah, on and it's
+**************************************************
+Take Away[Verse 1: Missy Elliott & Tweet]
+You're so incredible
+Ever since the day we became, we became, so personal
+Every day that I spend with you, it gets unforgettable
+Anything that I did with you, I don't regret at all
+(I love everything about you)
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott & Tweet]
+Take away (Oh, yeah), your gold and platinum chains
+(Oh, and I'm gonna love you baby)
+'Cause I'm gon' love (Ooh-ooh), love you anyway
+(I ain't in it for the cheddar baby)
+I'm not in it for (Oh, no, no), for the love of cash
+(You might go broke, but I'm)
+'Cause if you go broke (I'm not), I gotta make it last
+(Goin' nowhere, nowhere, nowhere)
+
+[Verse 2: Ginuwine]
+Listen, let's make, it national
+I want the whole world to know I'm with you, and I
+I'm in love
+Ain't no girl in this world can fill your shoes
+None, not at all
+The things you do for me is so unbelievable
+And you can take away all the platinum chains
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott & Ginuwine]
+Take away, your gold and platinum chains (Oh-oh, mhm)
+'Cause I'm gon' love, love you anyway
+(I'ma love you anyway, yes I am)
+I'm not in it for, for the love of cash
+(I'm only in it for the love of you)
+'Cause if you go broke, I gotta make it last
+(I gotta make it last baby, mm)
+
+[Refrain: Missy Elliot & Tweet]
+I just wanna be the perfect match (I just)
+You don't even have to ask
+(You don't, have to ask)
+I just wanna be the (Oh-oh) perfect match
+We become so attached
+(We become so attached, baby, that's all I ask)
+I just wanna be the perfect match
+You don't even have to ask
+I just wanna be the perfect match
+(Be the perfect match, baby)
+We become so attached
+(So attached)
+(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
+
+[Bridge]
+Now can you hold me, now can you feel me
+Now can you get near me
+For once in your lifetime, for once in your lifetime
+Now can you hold me, now can you feel me
+Now can you get near me
+For once in your lifetime, for once in your lifetime
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+Take away, your gold and platinum chains
+'Cause I'm gon' love, love you anyway
+I'm not in it for, for the love of cash
+'Cause if you go broke, I gotta make it last
+**************************************************
+Hot Boyz[Intro: Missy Elliott]
+This is for my ghetto motherfuckers
+Uh hey, are you really a hot boy?
+(Hot boy)
+Oh, check me (hot boy)
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+What's your name? 'Cause I'm impressed
+Can you treat me good? I won't settle for less
+You a hot boy, a rock boy
+A fun toy, tote a Glock boy
+Where you live? Is it by yourself?
+Can I move wit' you? Do you need some help?
+I cook, boy, I'll give you more
+I'm a fly girl, and I like those
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott & Lil' Mo]
+Hot boys
+Baby, you got what I want
+See, 'cause y'all be drivin' Lexus jeeps
+And the Benz jeeps and the Lincoln jeeps
+Nothin' cheaper, got them Platinum Visa's
+Hot boys
+Baby, you got what I want
+See, 'cause y'all be drivin' Jaguars
+And the Bentley's and the Rolls Royce
+Playin' hardballs wit' them Platinum Visa's
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+Is that your car, the XK8?
+Are you ridin' alone, can I be your date?
+Come get me, get me
+Don't diss me, don't trick me
+Got some friends, can they come too?
+Can you hook them up wit' some boys like you?
+A hot boy, a rock boy, on top boy
+And I like those
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott & Lil' Mo]
+Hot boys
+Baby, you got what I want
+See, 'cause y'all be drivin' Lexus jeeps
+And the Benz jeeps and the Lincoln jeeps
+Nothin' cheaper, got them Platinum Visa's
+Hot boys
+Baby, you got what I want
+See, 'cause y'all be drivin' Jaguars
+And the Bentley's and the Rolls Royce
+Playin' hardballs wit' them Platinum Visa's
+
+[Verse 3: Missy Elliott]
+Yo, I'mma dig in yo' pockets
+Dig in yo' wallets
+Is there money unfounded?
+Yeah, you got my heart poundin'
+You a hot boy, drive a drop boy
+With alot boy, and you tote a Glock boy
+Give me no reason, I know that you treatin'
+These diamonds I'm needin', make you believe it
+I want a lot, boy, with a hot boy
+Got a fun toy and you tote a Glock boy
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott & Lil' Mo]
+Hot boy
+Baby, you got what I want
+Won't you really come and satisfy me
+I be lovin' you like endlessly (everyday, all day)
+Hot boy
+Baby you got what I want
+Won't you really come and satisfy me
+I be lovin' you like endlessly (oh, yes I will)
+
+[Bridge: Missy Elliott]
+Where the Lexus jeeps, and the Benz jeeps
+And the Lincoln jeeps, and the Bentley's
+And the Jaguars, and the fly cars, uh uh, uh uh?
+Where you at? Uh uh, yeah yeah
+Where your Lexus jeeps, and the Benz jeeps
+And the Lincoln jeeps, and the Bentley's
+And the Jaguars, and the fly cars, uh uh
+Where you at? Uh uh..
+
+[Outro: Lil' Mo]
+Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
+Hot boys, hot boys (I'm out)
+Hot boys, I like 'em like that
+**************************************************
+Friendly Skies[Intro: Missy Elliott]
+Yeah
+A little slow jam
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+Kiss me, hold me
+The weatherman says it's gonna be
+Cold tonight
+Whatever man
+Whatever whatever whatever whatever
+Whatever man, you wanna do
+I'll be the pilot
+Don't miss your flight
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+I'm stewardess of the plane
+Feel the turbulence and maintain
+Please refrain stay in your seats
+Until we reach the gate
+I'm stewardess of the plane
+Feel the turbulence and maintain
+Please refrain stay in your seats
+
+[Verse 2: Ginuwine & Missy Elliott]
+Take me higher
+Let's just go for a little
+Joy Ride
+Whatever man
+Whatever whatever whatever whatever
+Let's stay
+Buckled up
+And let's make love
+Across the friendly skies
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+I'm passenger of this plane
+I feel the turbulence I maintain
+I will refrain Stay in my seat
+Till I reach the gate
+I'm passenger of this plane
+I feel the turbulence I maintain
+I will refrain
+I'm stayin' my seat
+
+[Bridge : Ginuwine (& Missy Elliott)]
+I want you (I want you)
+Baby, I want you (Baby, you know I want)
+I really really wanna (Fuck) you
+Sho nuff wanna (Fuck) you
+I want you
+Yes I do (I want you)
+Baby, baby, I want you
+(I know you know what I want)
+I really really wanna (Fuck) you
+I really wanna (Fuck) you
+Sho nuff wanna (Fuck) you
+Sho nuff wanna
+
+[Verse 3: Ginuwine (& Missy Eliott)]
+Is there anything that you want?
+Is there anything that you need?
+Call on me (Ginuwine)
+Call on me (Ginuwine)
+Is there anything that you want
+Is there anything that you crave
+Call on me (Ginuwine)
+'Cause I'm a passenger of your plane
+Yeah
+
+[Outro: Electronic Voice]
+Missy fly with me
+Missy fly with me, fly with me
+Missy drive with me
+Missy drive with me, drive with me
+**************************************************
+Cool Off[Intro]
+This is a Missy Elliott exclusive
+
+[Refrain]
+Do it, do it, do it, do it
+Do it, do it, do it, do it
+Do it, do it, do it, do it
+Do it, do it, do it, do it
+Get it, get it, get it, get it
+Get it, get it, get it, get it
+Get it, get it, get it, get it
+Get it, get it, get it, get it
+Missy in this bitch doin' shit you ain't never seen
+Missy in this bitch doin' shit you ain't never seen
+Get it, get it, get it, get it
+Get it, get it, get it, get it
+Get it, get it, get it, get it
+Get it, get it, get it (Stop)
+
+[Verse 1]
+Back in this bitch, Missy hoppin' out the sunroof
+I got 'bout hundred coupes, shooters with me, hundred troops
+Got a hundred bands, goin' H.A.M., we don't give a damn
+It go up and down, 'round and 'round like a ceiling fan
+'Round like a ceiling fan
+'Round like a ceiling fan
+'Round like a ceiling fan
+'Round like a ceiling fan
+
+[Refrain]
+Cool off
+Cool off, cool off, cool off
+Cool off, cool off, cool off
+Cool off, cool off, cool off
+
+[Verse 2]
+Break a sweat, make 'em lose control, ain't no AC
+Goin' hard, tempo forty-four, feel like Jay-Z
+Four, feel like Jay-Z
+Four, feel like Jay-Z
+Four, feel like Jay-Z
+Four, feel like Jay-Z (Stop)
+
+[Refrain]
+Do it, do it, do it, do it
+Do it, do it, do it, do it
+Do it, do it, do it, do it
+Do it, do it, do it, do it
+Cool off
+Cool off, cool off, cool off
+Cool off, cool off, cool off
+Cool off, cool off, cool off (Stop)
+
+[Verse 3]
+Play this again, I'm finna win
+Finna go off, finna go in
+Me and my friends, yeah, we on ten
+And the song never ends, no, the song never ends
+Body shaped like a fisheye lens
+I'll make it drop, yeah, I'll make it bend
+Cool off 'til I feel the wind
+Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten
+Way too high to get over me
+Way too low to get under my skin
+All the DJ's gon' hit that spin
+I'ma play this again and again and again (Stop)
+
+[Interlude]
+Cool off
+Woo
+Cool off, woo (Stop)
+Woo
+
+[Refrain]
+Cool off
+Cool off, cool off, cool off
+Cool off, cool off, cool off
+Cool off, cool off, cool off
+Do it, do it, do it, do it
+Do it, do it, do it, do it
+Do it, do it, do it, do it
+Do it, do it, do it, do it
+**************************************************
+Lick Shots[Intro: Missy]
+Uh, ayo, Timbaland
+See, what they don't understand
+Is we about to flip our whole style on 'em
+For two-double-zero-one (Hey)
+And for those of you who hated (Hey)
+You only made us more creative
+(Misdemeanor, uh)
+
+[Verse 1: Missy]
+You don't wanna speak my name
+Mess around, get that ass blown away
+Brrah, fool, go on away
+I ain't never like your tail anyway
+Missy got somethin' to say
+I ride down the block in an Escalade
+Bling bling all in your face
+I think you might need to put on your shades
+Rah, I know you feel me doe
+You hatin' on me, but you hear me doe
+Twenty inch rims sittin' crazy low
+Ah, I'm a crazy ho
+I'ma keep the party live
+Me and Timbaland gonna flip it tonight
+Keep your hands in the sky
+Wave 'em 'round like you're crazy high
+
+[Chorus]
+Huh, time to lick shots
+Time to see you dance
+Hey you, why you frontin'?
+Blaow, time to lick shots
+Time to see you dance
+Hey you, why you frontin'? Blaow
+
+[Verse 2: Missy]
+You don't know who I be
+Your mammy tell you not to fuck wit' me
+If I give you head, you'll never leave
+Rah, stop sweatin' me
+Flip it on the blackhand side
+Looka here boy, don't you even try it
+Make me dislocate your spine
+My rings fix your shine like turpentine
+What you comin' 'round here now fo'?
+Baby, hell no, you just want my dough
+Get ya black ass on the flo'
+Fool touch me, that's a no-no
+Rah, Mr. DJ, won't you play that song?
+Tell the freaks shake they nasty thongs
+Hey boys, won't you sing along?
+'Cause we gon' rock the party 'til the early morn
+
+[Chorus]
+Huh, time to lick shots
+Time to see you dance
+Hey you, why you frontin'?
+Blaow, time to lick shots
+Time to see you dance
+Hey you, why you frontin'? Blaow
+
+[Verse 3: Missy]
+Y'all don't hear me (Hot)
+You got your guns but you don't scare me (Ooh)
+Originality is leary (Uh)
+My own style and I ain't sharin'
+Back up, back up, easy now
+Hey y'all (Hot)
+Let's turn it up and tear the club down (Uh)
+Grab your drinks and give me two rounds
+I'll break you off, I'm goin' down down
+Watch yourself, I'm about to turn it up
+
+[Chorus]
+Huh, time to lick shots
+Time to see you dance
+Hey you, why you frontin'?
+Blaow, time to lick shots
+Time to see you dance
+Hey you, why you frontin'? Blaow
+
+[Pre-Chorus]
+Listen
+Listen
+
+[Chorus]
+Huh, time to lick shots
+Time to see you dance
+Hey you, why you frontin'?
+Blaow, time to lick shots
+Time to see you dance
+Hey you, why you frontin'? Blaow
+**************************************************
+Hit ‘Em Wit’ Da Hee[Intro: Lil Kim]
+Missy, ha ha
+Yeah, I like that
+
+[Verse 1: Lil' Kim]
+Uhh, it's the Q to the B to the double E, spittin' lovely
+And it don't stop, rocks shine through my tank top
+Where your bank stop, I deposit all the one drops (Ha)
+Think not, excuse me, but uh, I like to flow
+'Cause this joint knocks harder then Indica
+And I be off the wall like the Lox, nightbox filled with Benjamins
+Me and my girl Missy gettin' pissy up in Bennigans
+Makin' all of you rappers begin again, like Finnegan
+Christians repent then sin again, girls wanna be my friend again
+Lay up in my crib of wit', get up in my linens and
+While Misdemeanor hit notes like Sarafina, I subpeona you
+To my funk grooves see, I hit you wit' the huhhh!
+She hit ya with the hee
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliot]
+It wasn't your car that had me all in love with you (You)
+'Cause I've got my own ride and a trunk full of tunes, yeah (Tunes)
+I drive through your hood
+And I hit 'em with...
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliot]
+I hit 'em with the hee
+I hit 'em with the
+I stop 'em with the haaa (I stop 'em with the haaa)
+Let's drink to you and me, let's drink to you and me
+Meet me at the bar, hee haaa hee haaa
+
+[Verse 3: Missy Elliot]
+It wasn't your money that had me all sprung out (Sprung out, sprung out, sprung out)
+'Cause I got my own account and my bills in large amount
+Aye hey hey
+I drive through your hood
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliot]
+I hit 'em with the hee
+I hit 'em with the
+I stop 'em with the haaa (I hit 'em wit' the hee, I hit 'em wit' the ha)
+Let's drink to you and me, let's drink to you and me
+Meet me at the bar (You can meet me at the bar)
+
+[Verse 4: Missy Elliot]
+Long Iced Tea slurp me swiftly, meet me at the bar
+What's up star? We know who you are
+Shit, no shit, I thought you hadn't noticed
+The way I roll this Dutch, the way I roll this Dutch
+Niggas love my style too much (Ha ha)
+Duck, here comes the shot Bang Bang pllllllrrr!
+Drop, me and Timbaland like haaa we takin over blocks
+Like a one billion bitch march
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliot]
+I hit em with the hee
+I hit em with the haaaa
+I hit em with the hee
+I hit em with the haa
+I stop em with the haaa (Hee hee ha)
+I hit em with the hee
+I hit em with the haaaa
+I hit em with the hee
+I hit em with the haa
+Meet me at the bar (Meet me at the bar)
+
+[Outro: Mocha & (Missy Elliot)]
+Tell me where the party at, where the party at toot toot
+(You know what I'm sayin', we about to be out like this)
+Tell me where the party at, tell tell me where the party at toot toot
+(for the year 2 thou, uh huh me Timberland remember me)
+Tell me where the party at, tell tell me where the party at toot toot
+(Lil' Kim, none of ya'll, none of them wanna fuck with us)
+Tell me where the party at, tell tell me where the party at toot toot
+(Yeah, we out nigga)
+**************************************************
+Bad Man[Intro: Vybz Kartel]
+Yo, what some boy feel like
+Dem know seh when dem see Missy Elliott and Vybz Kartel
+Dem career nuh start well, gunshot send dem to hell, 45 Haskell
+
+[Missy Elliott]
+WOO!!! HA!!!! Sak Passe?!!!
+WOO WOO WOO WOO!!! HA!!! AHHH!!!!!
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+What dem do dem rude badman (Badman)
+Dem nuh want mi shoot badman (Badman)
+Tell dem, dem be one dead man (Badman)
+If dem batty boy play badman
+Smash di place, smash di place, smash di place, smash di place (WOO!!!)
+Smash di place, smash di place, smash di place, smash di place (HA!!!)
+What dem do dem rude bad gal (Bad gal)
+Dem get shot dem play bad gal (Bad gal)
+Body drop dem not bad gall (WOO!!!)
+When dem stop gimme pop bad girl (HA!!!!)
+Knock dem out, knock dem out, knock dem out, knock dem out
+Knock dem out, knock dem out, knock dem out, knock dem out
+
+[Bridge: Missy Elliott]
+Drums!!!! WOO!!! Drums!!!
+
+[Verse 2: Vybz Kartel] (*Missy Elliott)
+Like a nozzle plus a hippie, yeah, Vybz Kartel and Missy, yeah
+Playa hater punk a get kicked until dem dizzy
+If yuh real badman nuh fraid fi buss gun (*WOO!!!)
+When mi a come up don't stand up just run
+Fi mek blood stain mi get a custom
+(BLOCKA BLOCKA!!!!) First serve to first come (*HA!!!!)
+AK rifle this mi long gun
+Magnum four four caliber mi hand gun
+One shot shift dock couple plane land down (*HA!!!!)
+Bulletproof buss up like a condom
+General real badman, we a di general real badman
+Decorated with hearts of metal, we have a heart that's made of metal
+General real badman, we a di general real badman
+Decorated with hearts of metal, we have a heart that's made of metal
+
+[Bridge: Missy Elliott] (Vybz Kartel)
+Yes! Smash di place, smash di place, WOO!!! (Forty Five Haskel)
+
+[Verse 3: M.I.A.] (*Missy Elliott)
+(Ho!) Some bad mi nuh like to play
+Dem nuh worry mi when they say
+They nuh like mi mi nuh like they
+I be wilder than Tim McVeigh
+Fuck 'em all and that's what I say
+Now I see that it ain't easy
+Everyone plays a part in our day
+Humpty Dumpty we need every piece play
+Some people are rude on the low though
+They gonna get shook to the floor (*WOO!!!)
+Some people are rude on the road though
+They gonna get hurt lot more (*Yes)
+Some people are rude on the road though
+Gonna get hit to the floor (*Drums!!!)
+
+[Bridge: Missy Elliott]
+HA!!! Fire baby!!!
+
+[Outro: Missy Elliott]
+Dem nuh want test I, dem die, bwoy mi know I dem try
+Smash it up see mi nickel plated nine
+Buck dem buck dem straight to mi eye
+Buck dem down, buck dem down...
+**************************************************
+Back in the Day[Intro]
+"Brothers and sisters!
+Brothers and sisters, I don't know what this world is coming to!"
+
+[JAY-Z, Missy]
+Whassup, Missy? Timbo!
+This is.. another.. Missy Elliott (Hip-Hop! Yes!)
+Exclusive (Yes, uh)
+
+[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
+One for the butters, I came from the gutter
+No I came from my mother but y'all know what I mean
+Hov' is here to stay like permanent crease in your jeans
+Me and Missy be the new Tag Team
+"Whoomp! There It Is"
+We like, Rae & Ghost, A.G. and Showbiz
+We "Public Enemy #1," our "Uzi Weighs a Ton"
+This is our house, Run! hahaha
+
+[Missy]
+What happened to those good old days? (Huh?)
+When hip-hop, was so much fun
+Ohh, house parties in the summer y'all (C'mon)
+And no one, came through with a gun (A guh-un)
+It was all about good music y'all
+It helped to relieve some stress (Huh?)
+Ohh, we was under one groove y'all (Y'all)
+So much love between North and West
+
+[Hook: Missy Elliott]
+Go back in the day
+British Knights and gold chains
+Do the prep and cabbage patch
+And wear your laces all fat
+Back in the dayyyyyyyy, hey hey
+Hip-Hop has chaaaanged
+
+[Verse 2: Missy]
+Remember when we used to battle? (Uh huh)
+On the block before the lights came on (Yeah)
+Ohh! Mama said we would be straight A kids (Come on)
+If we did our homework, like we knew those songs
+Salt-N-Pepa, Rakim, and P.E
+D.M.C, and Heavy D
+Yes! Daddy Kane, Slick Rick, too (Oooh ooh!)
+MC Lyte opened, doors for you and me, c'mon
+
+[Hook (JAY-Z)]
+Go back in the day
+British Knights and gold chains
+Do the prep and cabbage patch
+And wear your laces all fat
+Back in the dayyyyyyyy, hey hey (Young!)
+Hip-Hop has chaaaanged (J. Breezy, let's do it again, nigga)
+
+[Verse 3: JAY-Z]
+Rough, the way it oughta be
+From day KRS-One all the way up to Nineteen Naughty Three
+To M.O.P., we Cold as Ice
+Nigga, we rock it from the "Dre Day" to the Suge Knight
+So fuck Chuck Phillips and Bill O'Reilly
+If they try to stop hip-hop, we all gon' rally, nigga
+Post Biggie and 'Pac I gotta hold down the city
+Make a nigga wanna holla like Missy, but fuck it
+Just let a nigga MC
+The best rapper alive, unquestionably
+If you riff on your EP, you gonna need an MD
+So you gots to chill cause I kill at will
+Like solid water dude; y'all niggas don't get it
+"Kill at Will," solid water? Ice Cube
+Ha ha, that's how hip-hop has evolved
+Jay-Z's for President, I'm namin Ra as the National God
+
+[Missy]
+Me and Jigga, Jigga J-J-Jay-Hova
+I rocks the mic right whether I'm pissin' drunk or sober
+Misdemeanor fo'-finger ringer I'm stupid FRESH
+I've been hot since LL rocked the Kangol HAT
+Yes yes, the yes yes, the yes y'alln
+C'mon... AW YEA, AW YEA
+Okay, me, that nigga Jigga, fresh dressed in the mornin'
+C'mon... AW YEA, AW YEA
+
+[Hook: Missy Elliott]
+Go back in the day
+British Knights and gold chains
+Do the prep and cabbage patch
+And wear your laces all fat
+Back in the dayyyyyyyy, hey hey
+Hip-Hop has chaaaanged
+
+{*ad libs and whistling*}
+
+[Break: Missy]
+I wanna, go back in, time (let's go)
+Feels like I, I wanna, go back in, time
+Feels like I (Y'all remember "Self Destruction"?)
+I wanna, go back in, time
+(Where all the rap artists got on a record together?)
+Feels like I, I wanna, go back in, time
+(I used to love them days, no tension, let's go!!)
+
+[Hook: Missy Elliott]
+Go back in the day
+British Knights and gold chains
+Do the prep and cabbage patch
+And wear your laces all fat
+Back in the dayyyyyyyy, hey hey
+Hip-Hop has chaaaanged
+**************************************************
+4 My People[Intro: Missy Elliott]
+Yo, this is for my motherf— club heads, you feel me? (Yeah)
+Ow!
+People, gangsters and pimps and people
+Smokin' that lethal reefer
+Up in the club with speakers
+Hi hats, some base and tweeters
+DJ is jockin' needles
+Sweat 'til I catch a fever
+Call me the illest diva
+Yo, I'm on fire
+People, go 'head and drink up
+Get in the club, get fucked up
+See me, you got get lucked up
+Someone to touch and rub up
+Show me some love, strip off your clothes
+And take off your socks
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+The party's jumpin', I see something fine
+Boy, I wanna kiss you, but I'm just too shy
+Let me dance with you, let me wear you out
+Here's a glass of orange juice, let's go X it out
+The music's bangin' way down in my soul
+When you dance behind me, I lose all control
+Make me grind my hips, make me move my waist
+Yo, when the music come on, you take my breath away
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+This is for my people, my party people
+And this is for my people, my mother— people
+C'mon (C'mon), get down (Get, get on down)
+C'mon (C'mon), get down (Get, get on down)
+This is for my people (Say what?), my party people
+And this is for my people (Huh?), my ecstasy people
+C'mon (C'mon), get down (Get, get on down)
+C'mon (C'mon), get down (Get, get on down)
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+I'm at the bar now and I'm buying drinks
+And I got this feeling and it's all over me
+I wanna dance with you and lick your face
+Take me on the dance floor to feel some ecstasy
+The vibe is right now and I'm 'bout to score
+Mr. DJ, can you play this joint once more?
+'Cause I see the man I want, I want him right away
+I look him right in his face and say, "Dance with me"
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+This is for my people, my party people
+And this is for my people, my mother— people
+C'mon (C'mon), get down (Get, get on down)
+C'mon (C'mon), get down (Get, get on down, get on down)
+This is for my people (Say what?), my party people
+And this is for my people (Huh?), my ecstasy people
+C'mon (C'mon), get down (Get down)
+C'mon (C'mon), get down (Get, get on down)
+
+[Bridge: Missy Elliott]
+Freak that, come here, baby, grab me from the back
+Baby, you the mack and you know that
+Put the needle on the track, skip that, flip that, bring the beat back
+Oh, freak that, come here, baby, grab me from the back
+Baby, you the mack and you know that
+Put the needle on the track, skip that, flip that, bring the beat back
+Uno (Uno), dos (Dos), tres (Tres)
+Uno (Uno), dos (Dos), tres (Tres)
+Uno (Uno), dos (Dos), tres (Tres)
+Uno (Uno), dos (Dos), tres (Tres)
+
+[Verse 3: Eve]
+Can't stand when a nigga fuckin up my plans
+All night ducking him while I'm tryna dance
+Drunk and his breath stink, freaky with his hands
+Cocky with his mouthpiece like he got a fan
+Can't stand when a bitch all on my side
+I don't even know her and she all up in my light
+Givin' me the side eye like she wanna fight
+Philly known for boxing, bitch, better get it right
+Can't stand when a DJ fuckin' up the song
+Know I'm tryin to shake my ass all night long
+Cuttin' up the same shit all night long
+High 'fore I got there, now my shit is blown
+Can't stand when it ain't jumpin' like I want
+Bouncer try stop my fun, take away my blunt
+I don't give a fuck, he ain't gon' take away my fun
+See him when this shit is over, make a nigga run, uh
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+This is for my people, my party people
+And this is for my people, my mother— people
+C'mon (C'mon), get down (Get, get on down)
+C'mon (C'mon), get down (Get, get on down, down)
+This is for my people (Say what?), my party people
+And this is for my people (Huh?), my ecstasy people
+C'mon (C'mon), get down (Get, get on down)
+C'mon (C'mon), get down (Get, get on down)
+**************************************************
+Slide[Intro]
+This is another Missy Elliott exclusive
+
+[Verse 1: Missy]
+My twinkies look stinky on the Benz
+And don't I gotta look sweet for my mens
+And make 'em think I got a whole bunch of paper
+And even date a ball player from the Lakers
+Now fake a take and make 'em holler at cha later
+Shake em Wake em and tell 'em what to get my ass from Jacob's
+That's the way a real diva like to floss it
+Buy a car no matter what is costs
+Of course my Rolls Royces make 'em nauseous
+Tell you who the motherfucking boss is
+I'm driving, you walking that's why you talking
+See the chrome spinning on the wheels stop jocking
+I`mma let you know real nice and slow
+I'd be broke as a joke if I had to be a ho
+So poor, Missy on the rise like the sun
+If you think that I`m done, I ain`t even begun
+
+[Hook]
+Slide, Slide, Dip, Dip, Shake
+Move it all around
+Move it all around
+Slide, Slide, Dip, Dip, Shake
+Move it all around
+Move it all around
+
+[Verse 2]
+Feel the boombastic in ya back head
+15"s putting holes in ya back head
+Bbboomp bbboomp bbboomb bbboomb
+Don't it sound so fantastic
+My Lamborghini disappear like Houdini
+Two-Twenty can't see me in the bottle like a Genie
+Teeny, Weeny, now hate me like you hate to eat your Wheaties
+Now here's a freebie, I`mma let you see me on T.V
+Accepting my Emmy or a Grammy in Miami
+I hit you with the one, two, whammy
+You no tooth granny, with a hole in her panties
+And I don't give a shit if you can't stand me
+Cause I is what I is, and what I am is like my Mammy
+And I don't mean to sound too petty
+But they use to call me Fatty until I got with Puff Daddy
+
+[Hook]
+Slide, Slide, Dip, Dip, Shake
+Move it all around
+Move it all around
+Slide, Slide, Dip, Dip, Shake
+Move it all around
+Move it all around
+
+[Verse 3]
+My rims keep turnin' and turnin'
+Tires burnin' through Queens and Mount Vernon
+And yes it's my concern that:
+Your chain Platinum or is it really Sterling?
+I'm old school I rock a Sherlin
+From New Jers heard all the way to Berlin
+And that's for certain
+Behind every curtain is a snake bitch lurking and she about to catch a hurtin
+Mr. Moes on the beats
+And Missy be the beats behind the beats
+My record sales don't jump or do leaps
+And while you sleep I'm on the ground as I creep (you should creep)
+I got Pumas on my feet
+Fresh gear everyday, all week
+You know I keep it hot for my peeps
+Never cheap underground like the streets
+
+[Hook]
+Slide, Slide, Dip, Dip, Shake
+Move it all around
+Move it all around
+Slide, Slide, Dip, Dip, Shake
+Move it all around
+Move it all around
+**************************************************
+Pass That Dutch (Remix)[Intro]
+Listen up everyone! we have been just informed
+That there's an unknown virus that's attacking all clubs
+Symptoms have been said to be - heaving breathing
+Wild dancing, coughing
+So when you hear the sound - who-di-whoooo!
+Run for cover motherfucker!
+Woooooo! Ahh daddy! Ooooo! Ah! oh, ooh!
+Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ooh)
+Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah)
+Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah)
+Pass that dutch (whoo), pass that dutch
+
+[Verse - 1]
+Misdemeanor on the flow, pretty boy here I come
+Pumps and a bump make you wanna hurt something
+I can take your man I don't have to sex em
+Hang em out the window, call me Michael Jackson (hehehee!)
+I'm a pain in your rectum, I am that bitch y'all slept on
+Heavy hitter, rhyme spitter, call me Re-Run
+Hey hey hey, I'm what's happ'nin
+Hypnotiq in my drink (that’s right!)
+Shake ya ass till it stink (that's right!)
+Mr. Mos' on the beat (that's right!)
+Put it down for the streets (that's right!)
+
+[Hook]
+(Who-di-whooooooooooooo!)
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Come on pass the dutch baby! (ahh!)
+Shake-shake shake ya stuff ladies!
+(Who-di-whooooooooooooo!)
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat (ahh!)
+Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet
+
+[Verse - 2]
+Number one - drums go bump, bump, bump
+This beat here will make your pum pum jump
+If you's a fat one, put your clothes back on
+Before you start putting pot holes in my lawn
+Oh my gosh, oh my gosh
+I'm under attack like my name was Saddam
+I am the bomb from New York to Milan
+And I can write a song sicker than Jeffrey Dahm'
+(Woop woop!) Don't touch my car alarm
+Break in my car you will hear "Viper Armed"
+I've been a superstar since Daddy Kane was raw
+I'm live on stage, c'mon and give me some applause
+"Thank you! oh thank you, you all are so wonderful!"
+
+[Hook]
+(Who-di-whooooooooooooo!)
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Come on pass the dutch baby! (ahh!)
+Shake-shake shake ya stuff ladies!
+(Who-di-whooooooooooooo!)
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat (ahh!)
+Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet
+
+[Interlude]
+Listen up motherfuckers
+You have five seconds to catch your breath
+Five - four - three - two - one
+
+[Busta]
+It would be my pleasure
+If you just let me knock they ass out for you baby
+Let's go!
+It's the immaculate, incredible
+Magnificent, unforgettable, unimaginable
+So that's such a dramatical situation
+See all the shit you be facin'
+While I be in the place
+In a way that be keeping the party shaking (oh)
+Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut four, hut
+Get that thong, shorty, pull it out your butt (what)
+See a crew of the baddest bitches laying the cut (what)
+If you ain't saying shit for, we keep your mouth shut
+What, shut, what, shut, what, keep your mouth shut
+I brought a couple shorties back and they cleaning my house up
+Almost forgot to mention I'm one of the most important
+And relevant in the street like a genius who speak intelligent, ah
+Look at all of the shades of my diamonds in my bezzle
+When light hits, forget it, I court a charge of embezzlement
+Missy, give it to 'em, let's take 'em all on a ride
+Just remember to pass the dutch on the left hand side
+
+[Missy]
+Whooo
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, come on pass the dutch baby
+Shake, shake, shake your stuff ladies
+Whooo
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat
+Don't stop, get it till your clothes get wet
+
+[Missy]
+Pop that, pop that, make that money
+Just keep it going like the Energizer bunny
+Shake that, shake that, move it all around
+Spank that, yank that dutch back now
+Freak him, freak her, whatever your choice
+Didn't come to judge, I came to get you moist
+Scream (whoo whoo!) now my voice is lost
+Can I get a ride on a white horse *horse*
+
+[Missy]
+Whooo
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, come on pass the dutch baby
+Shake, shake, shake your stuff, ladies
+Whooo
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat
+Don't stop, get it till your clothes get wet
+
+[Missy]
+Pop that, pass the dutch baby, jiggle that fat
+**************************************************
+Can You Hear Me[Intro: Diane Haughton phone call]
+Missy it's Diane
+Here's the information for the
+Where you can send the flowers to
+The florist for Aaliyah
+I'll give you the phone number
+In case you need it
+Okay Missy, take of yourself
+I love you
+I love you, bye bye
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+I been checkin' on your moms and dad (uh)
+And your brother since the day you left (left)
+Passed on and went away with God (uh)
+But for your momma its been so damn hard
+I hate to even hear her cry (cry)
+Aaliyah she asked me why (why)
+Would her baby girl go this way (oh)
+Can you give me better words to say
+
+[Chorus 1: Missy]
+Come one day she'll see you again
+With the same ol' beatiful smile
+Long hair and the voice of a hummin' bird
+You'll be singing them same ol' songs
+Aaliyah can you hear me
+I hope that you're proud of me
+Me and Tim we been doin' our thing
+But its never been the same since you had to go
+I ain't never met a friend more incredible
+
+Ohhh...
+
+[Verse 2: Chilli]
+I know you're in real good hands
+With God but damn I miss you
+Aaliyah if you see Left Eye
+Will you
+Tell her me and 'Boz miss her too
+Cuz no one's gonna fill her space (uh uh)
+T-C, L not replaced
+All the reasons we learned to love (love)
+Fly high wit' your 22 doves
+
+[Chorus 2: TLC & Missy]
+One day we'll see her again
+With the same ol' beautiful smile
+Crazy but sexy cool
+And she'll be rappin' them same ol' songs
+Lisa can you hear me
+We hope that you're proud of us
+TLC has come a long way
+But its never been the same since you had to go
+Cuz the healin' process will be long and slow
+Yeah
+
+[Verse 3: Missy Elliott, Chilli]
+Aaliyah I know you're in a safer place
+You're face to face with the creator and our maker
+And if you and Left Eye happen to chat
+Tell her me and Tionne we know she's much safer
+If you see Biggie smalls up in the clouds
+Tell him he's still the illest emcee we had around
+2Pac there is only one, Big Pun R.I.P
+We say one (one yeah yeah)
+
+[Chorus 3: Missy & TLC]
+One day we'll see y'all again
+With the same ol' beautiful smiles
+All styles so many styles
+And y'all be doin' the same old things
+The last time we seen ya
+We hope y'all can change the world
+Let 'em see how short life be
+It will never be the same since ya had to go
+To the music world y'all are incredible
+
+[Outro: Chili]
+Yeah yeah yeah yeah
+Yeah yeah yeah
+Yeah yeah yeah yeah
+Yeah yeah yeah
+**************************************************
+Izzy Izzy Ahh[Intro]
+Timbaland, uh-uh
+Maganoo
+G-G, Ginuwine
+Aaliyah
+Saint Nick
+Saint Nick
+Imbaland
+
+[Verse 1]
+I pulls up in my stretch (Stretch)
+I let my homegirls flex my 9-8
+Close and closer, they follow in my limo, playin' CD's
+Of when I used to hee-hee totally in my ass cheeks
+They sweat these beats for any kinda jeeps
+You know how I is
+So freakin' hot that I siz
+Geewiz, get my clothes tailored like I'm Liz Miz
+I'm comin' for your ass in a min, seconds or hours
+Everything I do seem to bloom like flowers
+I cruise these beats like I'm drivin' Eddie Bauer (Beep beep)
+Some of ya'll MC's mad I got the power
+I hit you with brrrppp, take that
+Niggas wanna scat when I, uh, take that
+What? Mmm, take that
+Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, uh-uhh
+
+[Chorus]
+Izzy izzy ahh zizah zizah zizah
+Hard bitches be talkin' like they rah rah
+Blizzy blizzy blahzah blahzah blahzay
+None of y'all fools ain't got shit on me
+Izzy izzy ahh zizah zizah zizah
+Hard bitches be talkin' like they rah rah
+Blizzy blizzy blahzah blahzah blahzay
+None of y'all fools ain't got shit on me
+
+[Verse 2]
+M-A to the G, double O
+My man Moe, smooth like Joe
+Timbaland, where you get the dough?
+I'mma get my niggas
+Nigga, go and get ya hoes
+Flows to me come so natural
+I'mma take a stroll, roll this hydro
+I'mma take my ass to Pazzaz and Essoh
+Slow oh, down diggy diggy doh
+
+[Chorus]
+Izzy izzy ahh zizah zizah zizah
+Bitches be talkin' like they all rah rah
+Blizzy blizzy blahzah blahzah blahzay
+None of y'all fools ain't got shit on me
+Izzy izzy ahh zizah zizah zizah
+Bitches be talkin' like they all rah rah
+Blizzy blizzy blahzah blahzah blahzay
+None of y'all fools ain't got shit on me
+
+[Bridge]
+You never heard beats like this before (Uh, uh)
+When me and Timberland walk through the door (Uh, uh)
+Our style be tighter than before (Uh, uh)
+You like our steelo
+You never heard beats like this before (Uh, uh)
+When me and Timberland walk through the door (Uh, uh)
+Our style be tighter than before (Uh, uh)
+You like our steelo
+Oh oh oh
+
+[Chorus]
+Oh oh oh
+Izzy izzy ahh zizah zizah zizah
+Yeah yeah oh oh oh
+Izzy izzy ahh zizah zizah zizah
+Yeah yeah oh oh oh
+Bitches be talkin' like they all rah rah
+Blizzy blizzy blahzah blahzah blahzay
+None of y'all fools ain't got shit on me
+Izzy Izzy ahh zizah zizah zizah
+Bitches be talkin' like they all rah rah
+Blizzy blizzy blahzah blahzah blahzay
+Blahzah blahzah blahzay
+Oh oh oh
+Yeah yeah oh oh oh
+Yeah yeah oh oh oh
+Oh oh oh
+Oh oh oh
+Oh oh oh
+Oh oh oh
+**************************************************
+Funky Fresh Dressed[Intro: Missy]
+This is a Misdemeanor exclusive
+If your radio is experiencing any kind of difficulties
+Turn the volume up
+Yes, turn the volume up
+Yes, turn the volume up
+This is an exclusive (Turn the volume up)
+
+[Verse 1: Missy]
+It's very necessary, on the contrary
+No you do not scare me, is you drinkin' Bloody Mary?
+But shit, you betta hurry, before I have to bury
+My attitude is bitchy, cuz my period is heavy
+I used to drive a Chevy, put twenties on that Bevy
+My nigga was the shit, but then that stupid nigga left me
+And now I'm lovin' Larry, but Larry go with Terri
+And Terri is a freak, but it's his baby she will carry
+The life he live's a fairy, cartoon like "Tom and Jerry"
+My flow is legendary and your style is temporary
+Yeah, you need to worry, like Jason, it gets scary
+The words that I spit don't fit in that category
+Is my vision blurry? My speech is very slurry
+Me without Tim is like Jamaicans with no curry
+And yes, it's necessary, so hurry, nigga, hurry
+Cuz when this album drops, you whack MC's will all get burried
+
+[Hook]
+Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
+Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
+Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
+Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
+Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
+Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
+Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
+Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
+
+[Verse 2: Missy]
+Your style's very crummy, that's why you have no money
+You always looking bummy, I don't care if you don't love me
+Don't try to come before me, unless you are a dummy
+Repeat, you'll lose your teeth and I would hate to call you gummy
+Rainy or sunny, battle no way, honey
+This not a game of Hide-and-Seek, go call ya mummy
+It's about get so ugly, and I'mma keep y'all runnin'
+Hiding from me, cuz you know you are weak
+You ain't sayin' nothin', I keep it jumpin' jumpin'
+In your Kenwoods, I'm bumpin' sumthin' in ya trunk'n
+You can say I'm buggin', cuz when I come out bustin'
+That's why y'all be discussin' who I like and who I'm fuckin'
+
+[Hook]
+Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
+Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
+Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
+Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
+Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
+Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
+Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
+Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
+
+[Break: Timbaland]
+C'mon, c'mon
+C'mon, c'mon
+C'mon, c'mon
+Fickidy, uh, uh, uh
+C'mon, c'mon
+C'mon, c'mon
+
+[Verse 3: Ms. Jade]
+I had a little homie named Paul Revere
+Smokes blunt after blunt, guzzled 40's of beer
+Used to swear up and down every first of the year
+He was gon' quit smokin', but he never did
+Watch y'all huskey, it's about that time
+Gettin' ready for the club 'round quarter to nine
+Couple bottles of hypnotic in the back of the ride
+Might spit like a girl, but I hit like a guy
+Me and Missy ballin' up the avenue
+Funky fresh dressed to impress, we mackin' dudes
+Music biz only reason I ain't jackin fools
+You know bullshit walk and stackin' rules
+Niggas keep drawin', the streets keep callin'
+Drink til' I'm nice and uh, uh-uh, on'n
+I'm bad luck, y'all mad cuz y'all suck
+Please do not try to fuck with young duck
+Please do not try to fuck with young duck
+
+[Hook]
+Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
+Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
+Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
+Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
+Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
+Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
+Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
+Funky fresh dressed to impress (Turn the volume up)
+**************************************************
+Why I Still Love You[Intro]
+This is a Missy Elliott exclusive
+
+[Verse 1]
+I keep comin' back to you
+And I ask myself why
+Hey, guess I love that nigga too much
+Just don't waste up my time
+Mm, I go way out my way
+Making you satisfied
+But it don't matter, boy, how hard I try
+You don't care how I be feelin' inside
+You gon' make me tell you, "Kiss my ass goodbye"
+
+[Chorus]
+Why the hell I still love you?
+Why the hell I still love you, baby?
+I feel like I can't trust you
+And I feel I can't trust you, no, no
+Cheating on me, why must you?
+Hey, 'cause you do me wrong and you don't do me right (Hey)
+I'll fight you and your chick on sight (Hey)
+Don't play with me 'cause baby, I'm 'bout that life
+
+[Verse 2]
+Boy, you know I get jealous
+And I don't like to share
+Hey, I love you so much
+'Til I'm losin' myself
+I done tried and I tried (Ohh)
+I don't know what to do
+You walkin' 'round, got the girls thinkin' you cute (Hey)
+I'ma do me, nigga, you can go and do you (Hey)
+Better not play me 'cause you gon' get the boot
+
+[Chorus]
+Why the hell I still love you?
+Why the hell I still love you, love you, baby?
+I feel like I can not trust you
+And I feel I can't trust you, can't trust you, no
+Cheating on me, why must you? It don't matter how I
+It don't matter, baby, how hard I try (Hey)
+You don't care how I be feelin' inside (Hey)
+You gon' realize when I find me a new guy
+
+[Outro]
+You can go 'head, I'm gon' be alright
+Pay my own bills, I'm gon' be alright
+All by myself, I'm gon' be alright
+I don't need you, I'm gon' be alright
+Stay where you at, I'm gon' be alright
+Don't try to come back, I'm gon' be alright
+Be on your way, I'm gon' be alright
+Stay out my face, I'm gon' be alright
+**************************************************
+Bring the Pain"One two three four five six seven eight nine!" - Chuck D
+"Are we on the air?"
+
+[Intro: Missy Elliott]
+Uhh, uhh .. (HA?)
+Uhh (HA?) uhh (HA?)
+Uhh, this is - uhh, a Missy Elliott - uhh, exclusive
+Uh-huh.. woo!!
+
+[Verse 1: Missy]
+I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain
+Ooh baby, what's your name? (HA?)
+I love the way you're spittin' the game
+You made me change from thinkin' all guys the same
+You the type of guy I wanna marry in months
+Got exactly what I want (HA?)
+And ain't no fakin' the funk
+Your attitude is funk and you're makin' me crunk (C'mon)
+
+[Hook: Missy - singing]
+Yes it's real baby
+Got me so crazy
+Light my fire dirty
+Like the way you serve me
+Stimulate my body
+Crunk just like a party
+Ohh, you won't be sorry
+My papi, I'm yo' mami
+
+[Verse 2: Missy]
+I'm in your life to come and let you explore (HA?)
+And take you on a tour
+The kind of guys that be talkin' that noise
+Is the reason I ignore (UH-HA!)
+And you the one I wanna take to MEET MOMS
+"He's a rap superstar" (UH-HA!)
+I wanna be the one
+You like, I'm sure to do you right
+
+[Hook]
+Yes it's real baby
+Got me so crazy
+Light my fire dirty
+Like the way you serve me (Oooh Oooh)
+Stimulate my body
+Crunk just like a party
+Ohh, you won't be sorry
+My papi, I'm yo' mami
+
+[Verse 3: Method Man (Missy)]
+Is it real hon, if it's really real? (Let's chill)
+Maybe pop an X pill (How the sex feel?)
+Come and get your next thrill (You the raw deal)
+Yo I'm sayin if your man won't (Mr. Meth will)
+That's amoré, all day, mind over matter
+And my forte is foreplay, sex on a platter have it your way
+Then who, serve you everything on the menu
+And all that freak shit that you into?
+Sweet lady, you drive me half crazy
+Maybe, we can go half on a baby (On a baby?)
+Poppa got a brand new bag
+Hidden in the stash of his brand new Jag
+Lovely, kick your shoes off and get comfy
+We can bump uglies if you ain't got your monthly
+Yes I, like "American Pie"
+Tell 'em M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter-Y
+
+[Hook]
+Yes it's real baby
+Got me so crazy
+Light my fire dirty
+Like the way you serve me
+Stimulate my body
+Crunk just like a party
+Ohh, you won't be sorry
+My papi, I'm yo' mami
+
+[Verse 4: Missy]
+M-E-T-H-O-D, Man
+M-I-S-S-Y, I am
+I came came to bang bang the boogie
+I see you lookin to bang out my nookie
+You want my cookies I baked for you rookies
+Work hard they want me to bang bang and stick me
+If you want my nookie you got to come quickly
+M-E-T-H-O-D is ya wit me?
+(Mr. Meth) is ya wit me?
+**************************************************
+Meltdown[Intro]
+Bet it, bet it taste like candy
+
+[Verse 1]
+I broke up wit my ex I couldn't take his sarcasm
+Everytime we bone I had to fake an orgasm
+Moanin and groanin tried to make him feel manly
+I'd rather use my toys, plus my hands come in handy
+I finally told him that my heart was somewhere else
+Whenever we sexed I wished that he was someone else
+That dude that approached me at the bar the other night
+That be the mister right and hot enough to melt some ice
+I think I'm in love like Beyonce be with Jigga
+It's not his major figure that want him to be my nigga
+He got that magic stick that make my little pussy quiver
+Juices runnin like a river slowly down my kitty litter
+Boy I'm so glad I found a nigga like you
+A thug like you to make a girl say - ooh
+Hope he feel as strong as my po hah do
+With you by my side its like I'm drunk off booze
+
+If you be my man only my man
+I wouldn't mind tastin' your magic stick, magic stick
+If you don't cheat or sleep around
+Ain't nothing wrong with tastin' your magic stick
+
+[Hook]
+I bet it taste like candy, made to melt in my mouth
+I know you got plenty, baby you the shit
+Now what you workin wit candy made to melt in my mouth
+I know you got plenty, I like the way, I like the way
+I like the way, I like the way
+
+[Refrain]
+I like the way you work your stick boo
+The way you work it like voodoo
+The way you wind and you wind and you grind
+Don't stop the way you work your stick
+Baby the way you work your stick
+Baby keep on and keep on and keep on keep goin
+
+[Verse 2]
+My ex-boyfriend had to go
+He didn't know how to work that magic stick
+But I found a guy that sure do love
+It's so true his love is cla-hassic yeah oohhh
+
+[Hook]
+I bet it taste like candy, made to melt in my mouth
+I know you got plenty, baby you the shit
+Now what you workin wit candy made to melt in my mouth
+I know you got plenty, I like the way, I like the way
+I like the way, I like the way
+
+[Refrain]
+I like the way you work your stick boo
+The way you work it like voodoo
+The way you wind and you wind and you grind
+Don't stop the way you work your stick
+Baby the way you work your stick
+Baby keep on and keep on and keep on keep goin
+
+[Verse 3]
+I could play Janet you could play J.D
+If you like Beyonce you could play Jay-Z
+Check for them other chicks cos they not me
+They're just some copy cats there's only one Missy
+M-to the I double ss don't test
+I'm hard as the cushion on a bulletproof vest
+But you got me whipped like slaves in the days
+You're cool as the shade and ice and lemonade
+I think I wanna marry you baby I will carry
+Guess it's necessary and on the contrary
+You be mister right and mister legendary
+The more I fall in love the more it gets scary
+
+[Refrain]
+I like the way you work your stick boo
+The way you work it like voodoo
+The way you wind and you wind and you grind
+Don't stop the way you work your stick
+Baby the way you work your stick
+Baby keep on and keep on and keep on keep goin
+
+[Outro]
+I think I'm in love like Beyonce be with Jigga
+**************************************************
+Nothing Out There for Me[Intro: Beyoncé, Missy]
+There ain't nothin' out there!
+A Missy Elliot exclusive
+
+*phone ringing*
+I know one thing Beyoncé better not answer this phone
+Hundred ladies ain't free, I ain't got no money either shoot
+We 'posed to been at the club
+Hello?
+Beyoncé I know you ain't lettin' dat broke down, insecure
+LL Cool J wanna be nigga keep you in da house for another Friday
+Yo just, just go ahead I'mma stay here wit' my man
+Ain't nothin' out there for me
+
+[Verse 1: Beyoncé (Missy)]
+My man don't like my friends
+(Girl yo man ain't no good why he tryin' to keep you in?)
+He say they influence me
+(If I was an influence I woulda been said leave)
+But boy I love him so
+(Girl we late for the club, why you still don't wanna roll?)
+Cuz I got my prize right here
+(See, the guys at da party)
+Ain't nothin' out there for me (Come on)
+
+[Chorus: Missy & Beyoncé]
+Ain't nothin' out there for me, this is where I wanna be
+I done already been in the streets
+And ain't came across nothin' so sweet
+He's the only man that I love, and I don't need more than one
+So don't worry when I'm hangin' out
+He's the only one that I'm thinkin' about
+
+[Verse 2: Beyoncé (Missy)]
+I know he's insecure, everytime I leave out the door
+(You lettin' him spoil yo' night? Live ya life, you ain't even his wife)
+He ain't gotta worry bout' me cuz' I got somethin' more sweet
+(Oh, you must got a diamond ring)
+And I know I'm so lucky ain't nothin'
+
+[Chorus: Missy & Beyoncé]
+Ain't nothin' out there for me, this is where I wanna be
+I done already been in the streets
+And ain't came across nothin' so sweet
+He's the only man that I love, and I don't need more than one
+So don't worry when I'm hangin' out
+He's the only one that I'm thinkin' about
+
+[Bridge: Beyonce]
+I really love him, he's my baby fo sho (my baby)
+I can show him, I love him more then ever before (And I love him)
+And he don't know I'm in love
+Like the time that we met (I adore him)
+I adore him and no man has come closer then that (I love him)
+
+I really love him, he's my baby fo sho (my baby)
+I can show him, I love him more then ever before (And I love him)
+And he don't know I'm in love
+Like the time that we met (I adore him)
+I adore him and no man has come closer then that (I adore him)
+
+[Chorus: Missy & Beyoncé]
+Ain't nothin' out there for me, this is where I wanna be
+I done already been in the streets
+And ain't came across nothin' so sweet
+He's the only man that I love, and I don't need more than one
+So don't worry when I'm hangin' out
+He's the only one that I'm thinkin' about
+
+[Outro: Beyoncé, Missy (Beyoncé)]
+Look, you goin' or what?
+Go ahead I'mma stay here wit' my man
+Ain't nothin' out there for me
+There's a lotta guys wit' cash and they like to spend money fast
+Now is you sure about dat?
+I'm chillin' wit' my man wha part don't you understand?
+Yeah I'm sure about dat
+I think you should really go, I heard the party is outta control
+Make sure you sure about that
+I don't care about no club
+Cuz my man is all I love, yeah I'm sure about that
+Don't let em' blow ya high, go out and have a nice time
+Is you sure about that?
+Girl I do not get high and wit' him I'm spendin' all my time
+Yeah, I'm sure about that
+Ok stay wit cha man, I'll be at the club doin' my dance, woo! (You’re the only one that I'm thinkin' about)
+**************************************************
+Crazy Feelings[Verse 1: Missy]
+I was in love
+That's what it was when I met you
+In love
+And no one could ever talk about you
+But it sucks, so many lies and alibis
+In love
+
+[Chorus: Beyoncé and Missy]
+Crazy feelings
+Make me stay in love with you
+Crazy feelings
+Make me stay in love with you
+
+[Verse 2: Beyoncé]
+So in love
+I just didn't see the wrong you did
+In love
+But now that I know I can admit
+It was love that made me a fool, a silly fool
+In love, oh crazy
+
+[Chorus: Beyoncé and Missy]
+Crazy feelings
+Make me stay in love with you
+Crazy feelings
+Make me stay in love with you
+
+[Bridge: Missy]
+You was always in my face, all the time
+Even with 20/20 vision, I couldn't see you lie
+You was always in my face, all the time
+Even with 20/20 vision, I couldn't see you lie
+
+[Chorus: Beyoncé and Missy]
+Crazy feelings
+Make me stay in love with you
+Crazy feelings
+Make me stay in love with you
+
+Crazy feelings
+Make me stay in love with you
+Crazy feelings
+Make me stay in love with you
+
+Crazy feelings
+Make me stay in love with you
+Crazy feelings
+Make me stay in love with you
+
+Crazy feelings
+Make me stay in love with you
+Crazy feelings
+Make me stay in love with you
+**************************************************
+Get Ur Freak On (Nelly Furtado Remix)[Intro: Missy Elliott, Nelly Furtado]
+REMIX!
+Come in and I landed
+With Nelly Furtado...
+Come in and I landed
+What you gotta say, oh
+
+[Verse 1: Nelly Furtado]
+She's a freak, and I'm a chief head banger
+With the top down low on the flow 'cause you're so fresh (fresh!)
+Like b-boys with vests, like runners carve chests
+Haha, haha
+I run like the breeze to catch this life
+But sometimes get a need 'til I bleed!
+There's truth, I go; there's a rhyme, I will tell it; a story, I'll defend it
+Missy come in and I landed!
+Hell, where did she come from? This international goddess sun
+So get your hands up like this hun, until the party's just begun
+So come over to my house and that's where this song's from
+A less for the laugh from West Coast breeze Portuguese diva!
+And Missy is the woman who always be cookin'
+Say something for Neltado who come dip her vibin'
+From DC to T.Dot and all around the world, come
+Giddy up, giddy up, back, back up to my girl!
+
+[Hook: Missy Elliot, Nelly Furtado]
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on (Get, get, get, get)
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on (Rrr g-get, get, get)
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on (Get, get, get, g-get)
+Go, getcha getcha getcha getcha getcha freak on (G-get your freak on)
+
+[Verse 2: Nelly Furtado, Missy Elliot]
+Who's that bitch?
+Meep meep! (Oh...)
+Nelly, Nelly, Nelly Furtado all in your stereo
+I'm pumping louder, please don't tell me you don't like the flow
+You cry to me to put this down, so let me step it, yo (Yo!)
+It's a original flow, people better lay low
+Stick you up like velcro, 'cause me and Nelly say so
+I'm doin' how we do, some strange loose in your crew
+Because my fire springs your head round, right Missy, Missy!
+
+[Hook: Missy Elliot, Nelly Furtado]
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on (Get, get, get, get)
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on (Rrr g-get, get, get)
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on (Get, get, get, g-get)
+Go, getcha getcha getcha getcha getcha freak on (G-get your freak on)
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on (Get)
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on (Get)
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
+Go, getcha getcha getcha getcha getcha freak on
+
+[Verse 3: Missy Elliot]
+They wan' dance
+Everybody getting freak-deaky, wan' dance
+Grab your partners, tear 'em by the ass and wan' dance
+Wine your body swiftly to the beat, dem wan' dance!
+Dem wan' dance, dem wan' dance!
+Everybody crank in the club - dem wan' dance
+Everybody hot and on the block - dem wan' dance
+Everybody gettin freak-deaky wan' dance, dem wan' dance, uh
+
+[Break: Nelly Furtado]
+Yeah
+
+[Hook: Missy Elliot, Nelly Furtado]
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on (Get, get, get, get)
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on (Rrr g-get, get, get)
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on (Get, get, get, g-get)
+Go, getcha getcha getcha getcha getcha freak on (G-get your freak on)
+
+[Outro: Missy Elliot, Nelly Furtado]
+REMIX!
+With Nelly Furtado...
+Get your freak on
+Ne-Ne-Nelly Furtado, hehehe
+Get your, get your (A'ight)
+Get your, get-get, g-get, get yo-our (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
+Some new shit
+Doji do doji do doji dedingdingding...
+**************************************************
+They Don’t Wanna Fuck Wit Me[Intro: Missy Elliott]
+Damn, he he he
+Timbaland, we bout to lace em one mo time
+Uh-huh, say what?
+He he he he, damn he he
+Timbaland, he he, yeah
+We bout to lace em one mo time
+Alright, yeah , ooh
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+The M-I to the S-S
+They put that on my chest
+My car's the way that I flex
+And people say I'm dope as fuck
+They say I'm just too fly
+I make em wanna get high
+They want a piece of this pie
+But I'm just too damn chill for them
+No way I flip my shit
+It feels like a good hit
+And even if you buy it
+Nigga, you can't get smokin' in this hay
+Nigga, what you got to say
+Iza bah bah zah zay
+Iza zah zah zah zay
+
+[Verse 2: Timbaland]
+We ridin' through your hood (Hood)
+With a dollar dank (Dank)
+And a S-L-K (What?), and a 348, what 9 (Uh)
+Two bad niggas, from the big VA (Bay-ay)
+Twelve blunts a day (What?)
+Chillin on the other side of the bay (Bay)
+Who y'all think y'all is (Is)
+Tryin to get with Mis (Mis)
+You tryin to diss
+You think you can beat us, shit (Shit)
+We them ill wonda twinz
+She's in a Benz
+Free them ill creators
+Just, I'm a friend, what? (What)
+
+[Verse 3: Missy Elliott]
+I come back into my flow
+My people just don't know
+They hate the way that I hee
+They hate the way that I hee-haw
+Cuz I got too much doe
+You know my steelo
+So what you come here fo
+See, you don't wanna fuck wit me
+Get it off your chest
+You know who's the best
+See, there's no other yes
+That can get down like Missy
+So hit you off like this
+And you be the witness
+That I'm sure so gifted
+Nigga what, nigga what, nigga what, nigga what, a-heh
+
+[Outro: Missy]
+Hey, yo Timbaland
+Yo, I'm a just (Sue)
+Dance a little bit
+You don't mind if I get my boogie on do you?
+He he, yeah, know what I'm sayin?
+We don't gotta rhyme through the whole track
+The track is bangin by its self
+Know what I'm sayin?
+Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah
+They don't want
+To fuck with me
+They don't want
+They don't want
+They don't want
+They don't want
+They don't want
+Ooh, ooh, to fuck with me
+Wanna fuck with me
+They don't want
+They don't want
+They don't want
+They don't want
+They don't want
+Oh, oh, oh, to fuck with me
+No they don't
+They don't wanna
+They don't want
+No, no, no
+To fuck with me
+
+[Missy talking to Fade]
+**************************************************
+Shake It Like A Pom Pom[Hook:]
+I see you got low
+And you got plenty more to show,(go)
+Shake it like a pom pom,like a pom pom
+Shake it like a pom pom,like a pom pom,(go)
+Like you tryna win a contest for sure
+Oh
+I'mma show you how to shake it
+How the booty shakin'
+Show you how to shake it
+Let you see the booty shakin'
+
+[Verse 1:]
+See how the booty shake
+Like an earthquake
+There is no escape
+When I shake it in your face
+Now don't you wanna tape my booty shakin' on your tape
+So show it to your boys
+See the look on all they face
+I move it to the left, move it to the right
+Double time, double time, aight
+Show 'em what they like
+Look at it, look at it
+Slow motion, freeze
+Stop for the camera
+Paparazzi wanna see
+Cheese
+Hello, hey how you doin'?
+I shake it like this
+Now let me see if you can do it
+Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop it on the one
+Shake, shake, shake, shake
+They faces all stunned
+If you got it, got it, got it
+Move it kinda fast
+Boys all gas
+While they tryna make a pass
+(whistle)
+Whistle while you work
+Go' head do your dirt
+Even if you like to flirt
+Lift up your skirts
+Then turn 'em out
+One leg up
+Go 'head shake it out
+
+[Hook:]
+I see you got low
+And you got plenty more to show, (go)
+Shake it like a pom pom,like a pom pom
+Shake it like a pom pom, like a pom pom
+Go, like you tryna win a contest for sure
+Oh, I'mma show you how to shake it
+Show you how to shake it
+Show you how to shake it
+Let you see the booty shakin'
+
+[Verse 2:]
+Now when I walk through the the door, door
+Step aside, side
+With thighs like fries we gonna size a supersize
+Do milkshake go with that shake?
+It sure do baby
+Do milkshake go with that shake?
+Uh huh
+Now first you bend over
+Put your hands on your hips
+Then you make a stank face
+Then go on and let it whip
+Whip it like moms
+Witcha witcha back then
+Then catch your breath and then start it up again
+One minute, two minute, three minute stop
+Everybody drop like their hidin from the cops
+Ay Yo, there will be no fights
+Throw his ass out the club, cause we ain't turnin' on the lights
+Sally got a big old donk
+Oh yeah
+And Missy got a big old donk
+Oh yeah
+
+[Hook:]
+I see you got low
+And you got plenty more to show, go
+Shake it like a pom pom, like a pom pom
+Shake it like a pom pom, like a pom pom
+Go, like you tryna win a contest for sure
+Oh, I'm a show you how to shake it
+How the booty shake
+Show you how to shake it
+Let you see the booty shake
+
+[Verse 3:]
+See I was sitting in the lounge
+With my tight skirt on
+And like a 3-D movie
+He was watchin' the thong
+All up in my grill
+So he asked could he tag it
+Two-timing from an ish like maggots
+He tryin' to spit the game
+What he had to say
+Has anybody ever told you you look like Beyonce?
+OK little boy want to boost my esteem
+I said you need a rehab
+Cause you look like a fiend
+Don't want to start a scene
+I ain't tryin' to be mean
+And even if you spend your green
+You can't get in between
+Cause this here queen
+Keep the nookie real clean
+And like a diamond ring bling
+See who wants get the wet dream
+
+[Hook:]
+I see you got low
+And you got plenty more to show, go
+Shake it like a pom pom, like a pom pom
+Shake it like a pom pom, like a pom pom
+Go, like you tryna win a contest for sure
+Oh, I'm a show you how to shake it
+How the booty shakin'
+Show you how to shake it
+Let you see the booty shakin'
+**************************************************
+My Struggles[Intro: Grand Puba]
+Yeah, Missy Elliott, Grand Puba
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+Y'all don't really know who I am, God damn
+I'm like grease in the frying pan cause I am
+Bacon, eggs, toast, butter
+Smooth sexy lover more FRESH than others
+Go ask your brother if y'all don't believe
+I control the industry cause Missy in the lead
+{*scratching*} Uhh, I'm talkin to you man
+With my upper hand, the fans call me Dapper Dan
+When I was young my pops, throw rocks
+Always shit talk to my moms and call the cops
+Couldn't wait 'til I was nice and grown
+Sick of daddy mouth 'til six in the morn'
+On and on and on 'til the record scratch
+And if I made a few scraps I would never come back (YES!)
+Take moms with me and a few ADAT's
+And make a song about that and tell pops it's a wrap (YES!)
+Oah-KAYYYYY!
+
+[Scratched] hold up
+
+[Hook 2X: Missy Elliott]
+Y'all don't really know my life
+Y'all don't really know my struggles and how much liquor I guzzle (YES!)
+Y'all don't really know my fears
+And how many years to get here but I'm ready to rumble
+
+[Grand Puba]
+Yeah, I be that throwback cat, I throwback 'gnac
+I spit hot raps, then I check my traps
+Pockets stop the bulk, green up like the Hulk
+Ram up in somethin like that nigga Marshall Faulk
+I'm a low key nigga, a O.G. nigga
+Entertain my guests in "The Basement" like Tigger
+Grand Puba and the name ring bells
+And if it ain't about paper I don't waste my sells
+So the new school new school need to learn yo
+I burn baby burn like a Hunt's Pointe ho
+
+[Missy Elliott]
+Yo yo Puba, hold up
+Let's take 'em back on some "411" shit
+MA-RYYYY!
+
+{*beat changes*}
+
+[Mary J. Blige]
+I'm Mary J. Blige, for a fact I don't rap
+I'm known around the map to always make a comeback
+I went through some struggles fightin with my ex-lovers
+Stayed in lots of trouble, blessings then I had recovered
+Had to pay them bills, the places I lived
+Messin with them cats that's said to get I had to give
+I had to tell them back up cause I was quick to smack 'em up
+I didn't give a WHAT, Mary J. would act up
+
+[Hook: Missy] + (Mary)
+Y'all don't really know my struggles
+(I had two or three jobs I had to juggle)
+And all them liquor shots from the pain I covered
+(Strugglin from the break-ups with my lover)
+(Y'all don't know the half) Don't know the half
+(I'm better off now that was in the past)
+I had to take the good stuff with the bad
+Now I'm (thankful for the little things that I have)
+
+[Scratched] I'm Mary J. Blige, for a fact I don't rap
+[Scratched] Grand Puba, and the name ring bells
+[Scratched] I'm Mary J. Blige, for a fact I don't rap
+[Scratched] Grand Puba, and the name ring bells
+**************************************************
+Dog in Heat[Intro: Missy Elliott]
+Gimme that funk, um
+Funk, um
+Yo, gimme that funk
+Oh yeah, baby, gimme that funk
+Sho' nuff that funk
+
+[Verse 1: Redman]
+Yo, yo, beware of the dogs, off the chain (Woof, woof)
+Fuck your whips at the club, we piss in the parkin' lanes
+Blow it up ten frames so you see it wide
+If your broad ain't fuckin she don't need to ride (Beat it)
+She can crawl in the trunk with her knees inside
+By the spare, she hungry? I'll feed her fries
+'Cause I'm a dog nigga (Arf), shot-call nigga
+My shotgun talk with a lecture hall scripture
+Applaud, bitch, shake that ass
+I getcha drunk and high and duct tape that ass fast
+Then leave you on your daddy front lawn (Ding-dong)
+With your hair all fucked up, with one pump on
+Get stomped on, I take the money and run (Run, run)
+I'm a dog, shit, I fuck right in front of your son (Get out)
+If you ain't got Missy and Meth
+Want me to spit the hot shit for you? Nigga, write your check
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+When you come home from work
+I'm gon' make you do more work
+Pour some wine in the cup, sip-sippin' on sizzurp
+Uh, now we gon' make love to an end, yeah
+Slide, wanna take a ride
+When you with me, oh so right, tell them boys, not tonight
+Say you chillin' with your bitch and this is one you don't wanna miss
+Uh, 'cause this love right here is on fire (Fire)
+Slide (Oh), wanna take a ride
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+(I love) I love it, boy, when you play this song
+Dead wrong, you know this record be turnin' me on (Turnin' me on)
+You keep me growlin' like a dog in heat
+Hey woadie, put it down, make me sleep for weeks
+(I love, yeah) I love it, boy, when you play this song
+Dead wrong, you know this record be turnin' me on (Turnin' me on)
+You keep me growlin' like a dog in heat
+Hey woadie, put it down, make me sleep for weeks
+
+[Verse 3: Missy Elliott]
+You on the block layin' low, from the cops layin' low
+When you done, let me know
+'Cause my love make you be like, "Whoa" (Whoa, uh)
+'Cause I got yo' mind in the trenches
+Slide, let's take a ride
+Baby, come give me some, hey woadie, ain't no other one
+Can shine on my life and make me wanna stay the night
+Mmm, mmm, 'cause you put butterflies on my stomach
+Slide, baby, won't you slide?
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+(I love) I love it, boy, when you play this song
+Dead wrong, you know this record be turnin' me on (Turnin' me on)
+You keep me growlin' like a dog in heat
+Hey woadie, put it down, make me sleep for weeks
+(I love) I love it, boy, when you play this song
+Dead wrong, you know this record be turnin' me on (Turnin' me on)
+You keep me growlin' like a dog in heat
+Hey woadie, put it down, make me sleep for weeks
+
+[Verse 4: Method Man]
+Yo, yo, I wanna gangsta boogie with my gangsta bitch
+Love it when the pussy talk back, thank the dick
+All my dogs (Woof) playin the wall, get at these broads
+You ain't got no ass at all, we ain't fuckin wit' y'all
+I'm not your smooth lovin', see me at the Casbah thuggin'
+Hands where your Stove Top be stuffin'
+Never catch Tical hand-cuffin', I'm in your party puffin'
+Smellin' like that Wu-Tang production
+Cousin tried to tell me pussy come a dime a dozen (Uh)
+And when it come around I'll beat it down like percussion
+Missy come and get me (Yeah), I'm 'bout to call Doc
+We can all meet up at Peanut's, I heard it was the spot
+Somebody roll the weed up, push the car lighter
+Kick your feet up, Saturday night, who got the fever?
+Brought the flavor of Indonesia, puff-puff-give-type procedures
+And this joint bumpin' out your speakers
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+(I love) I love it, boy, when you play this song
+Dead wrong, you know this record be turnin' me on (Turnin' me on)
+You keep me growlin' like a dog in heat
+Hey woadie, put it down, make me sleep for weeks
+(I love) I love it, boy, when you play this song
+Dead wrong, you know this record be turnin' me on (Turnin' me on)
+You keep me growlin' like a dog in heat
+Hey woadie, put it down, make me sleep for weeks
+
+[Outro: Missy Elliott]
+I'm gonna take you high to the top
+And let your body not reject me, babe
+I'm gon' make you really love me
+I'm gonna make you scream, don't stop
+But you must first respect this lady
+You must respect this lady
+**************************************************
+Pass Da Blunt[Intro: Missy Elliott]
+Ayo
+It's too many producers, haha
+Is giving off these fraud beats, you know what I'm saying
+Your worst mistake is to try duplicate anything that Timbaland make
+So, you gon' hear this beat one time and one time only
+And I'm gon' just do a lil' something on it
+Alright, check it
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+Bitches
+I never wanna hang with bitches
+Since I turned Missy
+Every bitch wanna meet me booty lickin'
+My ass they kissin'
+But I feel like they way too picky
+I used to know a guy name Ricky
+Oh really? Don't piss me off
+And son, better let y'all know y'all lucky
+'Cause if I come out buckin'
+The whole world better be duckin'
+'Cause I roll with Puffy
+No doubt, shit turned out get ugly
+No matter what you still love me
+Me whack, you buggin'
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+Pass da blunt on the left hand side
+Pass da blunt on the left hand side
+He got the beats
+He got the beats that make me jump, jump, jump
+He got the beats
+He got the beats that make me rocky dodi dum
+Pass da blunt on the left hand side
+Pass da blunt on the left hand side
+I got the rhymes
+I got the rhymes to make you jump, jump, jump
+I got the rhymes
+I got the rhymes to make you rocky dodi dum
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+Niggas
+I always keep a good nigga
+I get him for his figures, I A-K-A gold digga
+See me with him in a jewelry store buyin' glitta
+Should I not or should I? I'm a get em, I'm a get em
+And uh, bitches
+They mad cause I be flossin'
+Yeah this pussy costin' the kind that be tossin
+You know I'm rockin' 'cause there will be no stoppin'
+All that shit you poppin'
+What's that shit you talkin?
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+Pass da blunt on the left hand side
+Pass da blunt on the left hand side
+He got the beats
+He got the beats that make me jump, jump, jump
+He got the beats
+He got the beats that make me rocky dodi dum
+Pass da blunt on the left hand side
+Pass da blunt on the left hand side
+I got the rhymes
+I got the rhymes to make you jump, jump, jump
+I got the rhymes
+I got the rhymes to make you rocky dodi dum
+
+[Bridge: Missy Elliott]
+Bam bam bam bam bili bili bom
+Bam bili bili bili bili bili bili bom
+I said "Pass da blunt on the left hand side
+Pass da blunts on the left hand side"
+
+[Interlude: Timbaland]
+Welcome y'all to Timbaland and Missy hit factory
+A lot of people try and sneak in and get the ingredients
+But I am da man behind the ingredients
+So please come to me with the recipe baby
+
+[Outro: Missy Elliott]
+You see me on the videos
+And then you want to go and play me on the stereo
+Mic check, 1-2-1-2, uh-uh, here I go
+My style is supa dupa fly and yours is so so
+You see me on the videos
+And then you want to go and play me on the stereo
+Mic check, 1-2-1-2, uh-uh, here I go
+My style is supa dupa fly and yours is so so
+**************************************************
+Let it Bump[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+I'm-I'm-I'm Mi-Mi-Mi-Missy (Yeah!)
+Radio play me all the time
+Write my own rhymes and I swear I'm fly
+This flow here from '83
+From a to z you can't fuck wit me (Aww)
+Me and Timbaland man I'll be damned
+Remember when Lyte was in love wit Sam
+I used to be in love wit this guy name Sam
+But to me oh my gosh he was one in a million
+I came through cause I rock the show
+Wack MC's get kicked in the throat
+Keep on sleepin' cause you think I'm a joke
+Uh, Uh, Uh
+Let it bump (Let it bump)
+
+[Hook: Missy (Timbaland)]
+I'm Missy
+I'm-I'm
+Let it bump (Let it bump)
+I'm Missy
+Let it bump (Let it bump)
+I'm Missy
+I'm Missy on the microphone (Gotta cut the music up man)
+
+I'm Missy
+I'm-I'm
+Let it bump (Let it bump)
+I'm Missy
+Let it bump (Let it bump)
+I'm Missy
+I'm Missy on the microphone
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+I'm Missy on the microphone
+I'm stupid fresh that's the shit I'm on (come on)
+Sucka MC's come new in the game
+Swear ya hip-hop you just a new jack swing (uh)
+Remember when Chaté was live on stage
+Chanté was live on stage
+Let me back that shit up
+For ya for ya no hip-hoppers
+I'm Missy on the microphone
+I'm stupid fresh that's the shit I'm on
+Sucka MC's come new in the game
+Swear ya hip-hop but don't know Daddy Kane
+This time Missy rhyme crazy though
+Haters wanna know my antidote
+Try to catch up cause ya mind is slow
+Uh, Uh, Uh
+Let it bump (Let it bump)
+
+[Hook: Missy (Timbaland)]
+I'm Missy
+I'm-I'm
+Let it bump (Let it bump)
+I'm Missy
+Let it bump (Let it bump)
+I'm Missy
+I'm Missy on the microphone (Gotta cut the music up man)
+
+I'm Missy
+I'm-I'm
+Let it bump (Let it bump)
+I'm Missy
+Let it bump (Let it bump)
+I'm Missy
+I'm Missy on the microphone (Gotta cut the music up man)
+
+[Break: Missy (Timbaland)]
+Me and Timba-Timba-Timba-Timba Timbaland
+Me and Timbaland man I'll be damned
+(Cut Cut Cut-cu-cu cut the music up man)
+(Cut Cut Cut-cu-cu cut the music up man)
+
+[Verse 3: Timbaland]
+Me and Missy come fresh on tracks (oh)
+5 albums deep can ya handle that (that)
+We came from the basement to platinum plaques (plaques)
+We sittin' on something this black on black (oh)
+Jimmy D, he's the engineer (neer)
+A nigga been down for about 10 years (years)
+Fixin' that stuff to make it sound so clear (clear)
+Uh, Uh, Uh
+Let it bump (Let it bump)
+
+[Hook: Missy (Timbaland)]
+I'm Missy
+I'm-I'm
+Let it bump (Let it bump)
+I'm Missy
+Let it bump (Let it bump)
+I'm Missy
+I'm Missy on the microphone (Gotta cut the music up man)
+
+I'm Missy
+I'm-I'm
+Let it bump (Let it bump)
+I'm Missy
+Let it bump (Let it bump)
+I'm Missy
+I'm Missy on the microphone
+**************************************************
+Why You Hurt Me[Intro]
+I know of somebody out there who had a nasty nasty
+Nasty friend who wanna go around humping everybody
+Can I get a ho? You know what I'm saying? So
+I'mma talk about this one I had a few years ago
+
+[Verse 1]
+I had a friend named Cutie Tootie
+Tootie turned tricks to get some Gucci
+Known as loose bootie
+Truly, she was a freak in the evenin'
+And if she wasn't teasin', then give me one reason
+Why she do dat? Always knew dat
+She was hot as da nectar
+Hector said he pecked her, disrespected her
+'Cause he bang bang, swang in his dingalang
+Broke his back long range
+And make the ugly bitch sing
+
+[Chorus]
+Ooh, ooh
+Why you hurt me?
+Tell me why more
+Ooh, ooh
+Ooh, ooh
+Why you hurt me?
+Tell me why more
+Ooh, ooh
+
+[Verse 2]
+Cutie Tootie with her sight
+And if she humped Ralph
+She humped Bobby, Ricky and Mike
+Tight is the way she wore her dresses
+Has she learned her lesson
+From all the dick testing
+Now I'm guessing (Now I'm guessing)
+She's laying in a casket, in a yellow basket
+For a Gucci jacket
+Daggit, I wish she didn't do those nasty things
+'Cause he made the ugly bitch sing
+
+[Chorus]
+Ooh, ooh
+Why you hurt me?
+Tell me why more
+Ooh, ooh
+Ooh, ooh
+Why you hurt me?
+Tell me why more
+Ooh, ooh
+
+[Verse 3]
+Tootie didn't know the facts of life
+Staying up in clinics, loosy bootie made trife
+Feeling, she got the heebie geebies
+Quick to give you freebies
+Underneath the staircase in Brooklyn
+Neighbors out the window sure was lookin'
+She greasy like chicken
+I don't give a cotton pick and
+She can do her thing
+'Cause me and her don't hang
+The ugly bitch sang
+
+[Chorus]
+Ooh, ooh
+Why you hurt me?
+Tell me why more
+Ooh, ooh
+Ooh, ooh
+Why you hurt me?
+Tell me why more
+Ooh, ooh
+Ooh, ooh
+Why you hurt me?
+Tell me why more
+Ooh, ooh
+Ooh, ooh
+Why you hurt me?
+Tell me why more
+Ooh, ooh
+Uh-huh
+
+[Outro]
+So you know what? This should be a lesson for anybody
+Who's hanging with someone who's dirty, nasty, stank
+Once again, going around humping everybody
+Everybody and anybody and anything
+That's why you make the ugly bitch sing
+Ooh, ooh
+**************************************************
+Mommy[Intro: Missy]
+Please stand UP!
+In 2005, the industry will be pussy-whipped
+It won't be EA-SY
+
+[Scratched] Mommy look good yeah mommy look right
+
+[Verse 1: Missy]
+They like mommy with the cute face, can I get a date
+Mommy got a cool shake, mommy make 'em wait
+Papi havin' trouble tryin' to keep up the pace
+Mommy got a hook I let my pussy be the bait
+Mommy got that good shit, that really good shit
+The type of chick you get with, that really good shit
+Mommy got them niggas goin crazy for the ass
+Call me Flash, make a dash, get a nigga for his cash
+Mommy nuck and buck with a quick uppercut
+Mommy sport shell toes, I put my Nikes up
+I used to dress D-boy, now I dress girly
+Wake up real early with my brais lookin curly
+Mommy let 'em know who she is, what she 'bout
+Yeah she 'bout money, mommy turnin niggas out
+Mommy got bills, car sit on big wheels
+In the club mommy chill while them haters ice grill
+
+[Hook: Missy Elliott]
+Mommy cute like Fendi suits
+Mommy fresh these my real breasts
+Mommy sex cause mommy groan
+Mommy be that good shit at home
+Mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy
+Damn mommy, roll like armies
+Mommy ass like a Cadillac
+Mommy give 'em heart attacks
+
+[Missy Elliott]
+They call me lil' momma lookin big in my Hummer
+Momma on the corner, lil' momma be a stunner
+Fly to the Hummer quick faster than a runner
+Foot on the gas, VROOOM, engine gunner
+Mommy look good, yeah mommy look right
+Mommy stay hood, mommy be yo' type
+Mommy get excited, mommy ask you to bite it
+Mommy know you like it, tell papi don't fight it
+Capital M-O-M-M-Y
+Mommy got 'em pussed, take any chick guy
+Mommy got a deal, mommy spit shit real
+Mommy give 'em chills when she wear high heels
+Mommy get the money get the money get the money
+Mommy find a man who can go and get it for me
+Mommy look fresh in Respect Me sweats
+Stay best dressed, showin off my breasts
+
+[Hook]
+
+{*beat changes*}
+
+[Scratched] Mommy get the money {*repeat 4X*}
+
+[Missy Elliott]
+Yeah mommy get buck like whoa lil' momma
+Back it up like whoa lil' momma
+When she shake it like whoa lil' momma
+She get naked like HOLD UP MOMMA
+Mommy be a freak, mommy let the world know
+Mommy want 'em lickin from her head to her toe
+If papi say no then lil' papi gotta go
+If he broke no no mommy kick him out the do'
+
+[Hook]
+**************************************************
+Joy[Album Intro/Skit]
+"Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah. Hey! Hello? Who is it??"
+"BOY SCOUTS!"
+"Oh no! Don't you know not to ever disturb a woman when she's cooking her favorite recipe?!"
+"Hey lady, look. This a jack move!"
+"Fried chicken, pork chop, chitlins, collard greens... What's wrong with you, eh? I have to get back to the kitchen. My cabbage is burning."
+"Yeah, I want the cabbage and your collard greens. All of it. Right now."
+"Besides, you're making me miss my favorite episode Fear Factor! I wonder if the ribs are done. You boys want to know chef's favorite recipe for musicals?"
+"I don't wanna know no chef recipe?! Go 'head. Get the pump! Gon' and get the pump."
+"Well I tell you. You take a half a teaspoon of Mary J. and Ciara with a dash of Slick Rick."
+"Yeah, yeah, he gon' come back with the burner. Yeah, I'mma stick-- Yeah... Okay. Well, you play. Play!" "I'm back. Oh I'm back!" "Now what now!"
+"It's easy as 1-2-3 play. Next, you mix Rhemario and Qu'ran in a Bangladesh style bowl to make some Nisan Stew(art). Mix some Campbell's soup..."
+"And then???"
+"...I prefer Warryn style myself personally, Add a pinch of Fantasia..."
+"And THEN???"
+"...with a Grand sized Puba, then you sprinkle one Scoop Fatman throughout to add flavor and a dab of Soul Diggaz
+Then you throw a tablespoon of Timbaland and half a Neptune smothered in hot Scott Storch dressing."
+"We gon' smother you in some hot sauce. Whatever you said."
+"...and you serve with a side order of Mike Jones."
+"Mike Jones?" "Who?" "Mike Jones!"
+"It's best served with a cold St. Nick brew, whichever you prefer. And there you have it kiddies. This is my perfect recipe for a delicious meal. Enjoyyyyyyyyyyy!"
+
+[Joy; Intro: Missy]
+Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
+Joy
+[*Speak'n'Spell vowel sounds*]
+Joy
+Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh - so sick!
+Joy
+Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
+[*Speak'n'Spell vowel sounds*]
+
+[Verse 1: Missy]
+Timbo, what they do
+They try to be like Missy but they have no clue
+On how I'm spittin over beats the way I move
+I move so smooth in my shell toe shoes
+Now put the needle on the record, show'n'prove
+Since ninety-two I came to win and never lose
+They try to stop a chubby chick from comin through
+My belly out and sellin out these venues
+My skills, will fulfill, those who drink booze
+My attitude is super cool like I'm subdued
+And those who fake I take on you and your dudes
+I rule the streets I break 'em down with no tools
+And Misdemeanor give the finger to y'all fools (HOLLA!)
+Whoever doubted that I'm 'bout it check the news
+And if you snooze on me this year your ass will lose
+Cause I will bruise, my loose screws is like ooh
+When I come out, get your release dates moved
+
+[Hook: Missy]
+This year y'all gon' all lose sleep
+I break 'em off somethin, break 'em off somethin
+[Scratched] This year y'all gon' all lose sleep
+This year y'all gon' all lose sleep, when I
+Break 'em off somethin, break 'em off somethin
+(BIG SHOUT OUT TO TIMBALAND)
+This year you hear a real MC, when I
+[Slowed up] break break b-b-break break break...
+
+[Missy]
+I flow over a beat that make a chick weave blow
+And those who try to compete to the wall I throw
+So I drop it low, 808 kick low
+Like oh oh-oh oh, oh oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
+Mr. Mos', this beat he compose
+While I kill the track, leave your ears decomposed
+Fake rappers, this year your lies will be exposed
+Like oh oh-oh oh, oh Missy steal the show-ow-ow
+Spit on breakbeats, make rappers lose sleep
+Make labels unable drop they artists on leak
+I keep 'em knee deep, need me, be me
+Hardly, and basically, I do it nice and slow-ow-ow
+
+[Slowed]
+I'm slowin, the track down, so you don't miss the shit
+That Misdemeanor talkin like that chronic get you super high
+
+[Hook: Missy] + (Mike Jones)
+This year y'all gon' all lose sleep
+I break 'em off somethin, break 'em off somethin
+This year you hear a real MC
+[Scratch] Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
+This year y'all gon' all lose sleep, when I (MIKE JONES! WHO?)
+Break 'em off somethin, break 'em off somethin (MIKE JONES! WHO? MIKE JONES!)
+This year you hear a real MC (GEYEAH!)
+Break 'em off somethin, break 'em off somethin
+
+[Mike Jones]
+See I'm a pimp that's on my grind, I hustle like all the time
+I speak what's on my mind, my teeth'll make you blind
+My heat'll lay you down, whenever you come around
+Forsaken out there mistreated your life'll be deleted
+Cause I don't play dat, you know I don't play dat
+Wherever you talkin noise is where you gon' lay at
+I'm supa dupa fly like Missy Missy
+Before the fame majors used to diss me
+But now I'm on top, I'm hot I can't stop
+Before my deal came my shows was sold out
+House been on the hill, diamonds been in my grill
+I'm trill like U.G.K., you know I keep it real
+I'm who, Mike Jones, WHO? Mike Jones
+WHO? Mike Jones and I can't be cloned
+2-8-1, 3-3-oh, 8-zero-zero-fo'
+That's my cell phone number, hit me on the low
+I got
+
+[Missy]
+Hold up, I see a lot of folks in here sittin 'round like your shoes too tight
+If you wear a size 10, don't cram yo' shit up in a size 6 ladies
+Be proud of yo' big-ass feet
+We came to party up in this bitch
+**************************************************
+You Don’t Know[Intro: Missy Elliott]
+Now, see
+The one thing I like about the niggas
+Is that they can fess up to one of they boys
+That they been sleepin' wit' the same chick
+And laugh about it
+But, see
+A woman, could never admit to another woman
+That she been sleepin' wit' her man
+Cuz if that ever happened to me
+I would call your house and be like, "Yo-"
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+Don't you gotta man?
+Why you fuckin' wit' mine?
+See, I been through bad times
+Get yo' mind off mines
+You must be lonely
+Why you messin' wit' me
+But it won't be easy
+To get my baby
+
+[Chorus 1: Missy & Lil' Mo (Lil' Mo)]
+You don't know who you messin' with (Hmmmm)
+Most of them leave with the car doors bent (Yea-yea-yea-yea-yea)
+I'm so pissed, you gon' make me flip
+Hello? Hello?
+Who dis? It's Mo'
+Imma teach you not to touch my shit
+For real? Hello?
+
+[Verse 2: Lil' Mo]
+I be callin' his house, when you're not around
+Don't make me warn you
+You know how I get down, down
+Somebody told me
+But I ain't trippin' off you, nah
+If you were doing your thang
+He'd still be wit' you
+
+[Chorus 1: Missy & Lil' Mo (Lil' Mo)]
+You don't know who you messin' with (You don't know)
+Most of them leave with the car doors bent (Daily, daily)
+I'm so pissed, you gon' make me flip
+Hello? You know who this is, bitch. Heh! Yeah
+Imma teach you not to touch my shit
+Yo, who this for real, man, hello? You know who it is
+
+[Chorus 2: Missy & Lil' Mo (Phone conversation)]
+I can't believe you would ever do that
+(Hello? Hello?)
+Can't you show me some respect?
+(What? Yo, who dis for real, man? Mo', this is Mo', this is Mo'
+You playin' a little bit too much, you know what I'm sayin'?
+Yo, this ain't no game)
+Is it cuz you're just a reject? (This is not a game Oh, ok)
+Gotta keep your ass in check
+(Yeah, what? You on some real bullshit now
+You know-you know what?
+Why don't you just come to my house, bitch, you know?
+Yeah, I'll come through!)
+I can't believe you would ever do that (Yo, where you live at?)
+(Ask your nigga where I stay at)
+Can't you show me some respect?
+(Please, he ain't got nutin' to do with this He know! Heh
+He ain't got nutin' to do with this He know!
+Ask him where I live at, aight?
+You on that same stuff you was on last year)
+Is it cuz you're just a reject?
+(When I had to come through there last year, What!?)
+Gotta keep your ass in check
+(And I'd do it again cuz I want, I-I-I'll come!
+You ain't keepin' nutin' in check, you better keep your man in check
+And keep him from around my house Please, I will beat that ass
+Bitch! You know I will)
+
+[Chorus 3: Missy & Lil' Mo (Lil' Mo)]
+You don't know who you messin' with (You don't know x2)
+Most of them leave with the car doors bent (Car door oh-oh)
+Blow out heat like I'm a air vent (Oooh ooh ohh)
+Hello? Trick, you know who this is, don't front
+I'ma teach you not to touch my shit
+Yeah, I'ma teach you not to touch my shit, bratttt
+
+[Break: Missy (Timbaland)]
+You done took it too far! (Uh oh)
+I'ma hop in my car and I'ma [fuck] you up, bitch!
+You done took it too far! (Uh oh)
+I'ma hop in my car and I'ma [fuck] you up, bitch!
+You done took it too far! (Uh oh)
+I'ma hop in my car and I'ma [fuck] you up, bitch!
+You done took it too far! (Uh oh)
+
+[Verse 3: Lil' Mo (Timbaland)]
+Cuz I'm that chick, yo, that same chick
+But I ain't wit' playin' that game shit
+Start callin' that name shit
+And I'ma get on that same shit (Uh huh)
+That new shit
+That "call your crew" shit
+That "what you wanna do" shit
+The boy is yours?
+Keep that nigga!
+Beat my ass? Prove it!
+
+[Verse 4: Missy (Timbaland)]
+You been suckin' his dick (Ahh)
+Tastin' my clit (Uh huh)
+Just a side chick
+On the side, bitch (What?)
+I'm the prize, bitch (Uh)
+Keep it silent
+[Don't] make me violent
+You be dialin'
+911 to tell the family
+
+[Verse 5: Lil' Mo]
+'Round yo' crew, you's a bad bitch
+Yo ass be talkin' mad ish
+Toe to toe, shoot the five
+Girl, you'll get that ass kicked
+What you think I'm gaming?
+Shit is real, I ain't playin'
+("Oh, lord! Not my baby!")
+Yo, I got ya moms prayin'
+
+[Verse 6: Missy (Timbaland)]
+It's gonna get risky
+Fuck wit' Missy
+I'ma shoot you where your ribs be (Oww)
+So you can feel me
+Ain't it real, B? (Uh huh)
+So filthy and you're mildy
+Not appealin'
+Drum roll!
+
+[Outro: Timbaland]
+Uh oh
+You done done it now
+Uh oh
+You done done it now
+She's mad
+What?
+She's mad
+I'ma let them two girls fight
+While I'm out
+**************************************************
+I’m Talkin[Verse 1]
+Nigga, what's up? You think you tough
+I'm fly shit, high as a bitch, dope as fuck
+Sho' nuff I'm guaranteed, no diggities
+Fight you like the fucking enemies
+You would think there's fucking ten of me
+When I'm sending these blows, blows
+Hoes wanna roll like hydro
+Wanna suck Timbaland's bone like you Fido
+I go, scoop Lil' Kim, me, she, her, them and him
+Gets high in The Tunnel
+They see my Lexus comin', they hear the bass rumblin'
+They come quick, they come quick like a dick
+I make myself sick, I'm so motherfuckin' bad to the bone
+Like my titties on full blown
+
+[Chorus]
+My style of rappin (My style)
+I'm su-su-such a good rapper (I'm su-su-such a good rapper)
+I give you good and plenty (Yeah, yeah)
+My style's the bomb diggy (My style)
+My style of rappin' (Yeah)
+Su-su-such a good rapper (I'm such a good rapper)
+I give you good and plenty (Uhm, mmm)
+My style's the bomb diggy (Brrr)
+
+[Verse 2]
+I'm calling your cards like Sprint
+Can't be me, can't see me, I'm low like Timb
+Ladies and gents, dogs, cats and babies
+Whoever bit my style I hope you croak from the rabies
+Swayze, maybe I call your name, ain't that a fucking shame
+I'm too high for that, I'm great like the dane
+Mane on main if you decide to put your hands
+On my fucking light, like the cigarettes I light
+You must burn, you better learn from the pro
+Who rock shows after shows, when it rains, it pours
+I hurt like the cold souls, my style polishes like nails and toes
+You know
+
+[Chorus]
+My style of rappin (It's such a good...)
+I'm su-su-such a good rapper (I'm such a good rapper)
+I give you good and plenty (I give)
+My style's the bomb diggy (You know my style)
+My style of rappin (I'm such...)
+I'm su-su-such a good rapper (I'm such a good rapper)
+I give you good and plenty (Yeah, yeah)
+My style's the bomb diggy (Uhmm)
+
+[Verse 3]
+You beg to be put on like pants
+Nigga know who I am
+Now you want to sing and dance
+You want to shake your stanky ass
+Well I'm sorry Sam, God damn
+You ain't family, you hounding me
+Pounding me with the same old story, ahh, you bore me
+Lordy have mercy on all these groupies
+Sorry cutie, why you go and shake your bootie?
+'Cause there's only one Lil' Kim
+The triple beam, the misdemean, nigga queen
+Whoomp, we Tag Team
+So hot we melt like ice cream
+Without the dick riding
+Dreams of smoking a California blunt
+I got the lyrics to make you feel it
+What you want nigga?
+
+[Bridge]
+I'm talking about my style
+(I am the flyest there is, and now)
+I'm talking about my style
+(Let me tell you about Missy's style)
+
+[Chorus]
+My style of rappin' (Oh my)
+I'm su-su-such a good rapper (Su-su-such a good rapper)
+I give you good and plenty (Yeah, yeah)
+My style's the bomb diggy (You know my style)
+My style of rappin' (I'm such a good rapper)
+I'm su-su-such a good rapper (I'm such a good...)
+I give you good and plenty (Good, good)
+My style's the bomb diggy
+
+[Outro]
+Hey Timbaland be talkin' more shit
+And Lil' Kim be talkin' more more shit shit
+Da Brat be talkin' more more more shit shit
+Busta Rhymes be talkin' more shit, talkin' more shit
+702 talk shit shit
+And Aaliyah talk shit shit shit
+Ginuwine-wine talkin' more more more shit shit
+And I be talkin' more shit
+And Total be talkin' more shit
+Maganoo an-and St.-St. Nick, we be talkin' shit
+We be talkin' shit, I, I, I, I, uh huh
+Jimmy talkin' shit too I, I, we out
+**************************************************
+Shake Your Pom PomI see you got low
+And you got plenty more to show, go
+Shake it like a pom pom, like a pom pom
+Shake it like a pom pom, like a pom pom
+
+Go, like you tryna win a contest for sure
+Oh, I'mma show you how to shake it
+How the booty shake
+Show you how to shake it
+See the booty shake
+
+See the booty shake
+Like an earthquake
+There is no escape
+When I shake it in your face
+
+Now don't you wanna tape
+A booty shakin' on your tape?
+So show it to your boys and
+See the look on all they face
+
+I move it to the left
+Move it to the right
+Double time, double time, all right
+Show 'em what they like
+
+Look at it, look at it
+Slow motion, freeze
+Stop for the camera
+Paparazzi wanna see
+Cheese
+
+Hello, hey how you doin'?
+I shake it like this
+Now let me see if you can do it
+
+Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop it on the one
+Shake, shake, shake, shake
+They faces all stunned
+
+If you got it, got it, got it
+Then move if kinda fast
+If the boys all dance
+While they tryna make a pass
+
+Whistle while you work
+Go 'head do your dirt
+Even if you like to flirt
+
+Lift up your skirts
+Then turn 'em out
+One leg girl
+Go 'head shake it out
+
+I see you got low
+And you got plenty more to show, go
+Shake it like a pom pom, like a pom pom
+Shake it like a pom pom, like a pom pom
+
+Go, like you tryna win a contest for sure
+Oh, I'mma show you how to shake it
+Show you how to shake it
+Show you how to shake it
+Let you see the booty shakin'
+
+Now when I walk through the the door, door
+Step aside, side
+With thighs like fries we gonna size a supersize
+
+Do milkshake go with that shake?
+It sure do baby
+Do milkshake go with that shake?
+Uh huh
+
+Now first you bend over
+Put your hands on your hips
+Then you make a stank face
+Then go on and let it whip
+
+Whip it like moms
+Witcha witcha back then
+Then catch your breaf and then start it up again
+
+One minute, two minute, three minute stop
+Erybody drop like their have from the cops
+Ayyo, there will be no fights
+Though got a club, we ain't turnin' on the lights
+
+Sally got a big old donkey
+Oh yeah
+And Missy got a big old donkey
+Oh yeah
+
+I see you got low
+And you got plenty more to show, go
+Shake it like a pom pom, like a pom pom
+Shake it like a pom pom, like a pom pom
+
+Go, like you tryna win a contest for sure
+Oh, I'mma show you how to shake it
+How the booty shake
+Show you how to shake it
+Let you see the booty shake
+
+See I was sitting in the lounge
+With my tight skirt on
+And like a 3-D movie
+He was watchin' the thong
+
+All up in my grill
+So he asked could he tag it
+Two-timing from an ish like maggots
+
+He tryin' to spit the game
+What he had to say
+Has anybody ever told you you look like Beyonce?
+
+OK lil' boy want to boost my esteem
+I said you need a rehab
+Cause you look like a fiend
+
+Don't want to start a scene
+I ain't tryin' to be mean
+And even if you spend your green
+You ain't get in between
+
+Cause this here queen
+Keep on looking for clean
+And like a diamond ring bling
+See who wants get the wet dream
+
+I see you got low
+And you got plenty more to show, go
+Shake it like a pom pom, like a pom pom
+Shake it like a pom pom, like a pom pom
+
+Go, like you tryna win a contest for sure
+Oh, I'mma show you how to shake it
+How the booty shakin'
+Show you how to shake it
+Let you see the booty shakin'
+**************************************************
+Higher GroundMmmhmmmm.. mmmmmm..
+Ohh yea yea yea
+Ohhhh.. mmmm-mmmhmmmm
+I'm movin.. higher ground..
+
+(Ohh) I'm movin on (mmhmm) can't nothin stop me now
+(Mmm-yeah) I'm pressin on (higher ground) to higher ground
+(MMMM!) Each step I take (oooooh) is a new dawning of
+(Ohh, oh-ohh) A brand new day (higher ground) for higher ground
+
+Obstacles and situations, people places and things
+I must overcome, cause there's a battle to be won
+With my mind set on higher things
+These things have become my footstool
+I'm determined to reach my goal
+I need peace for my soul
+
+(Ohh) I'm movin on (that's why I'm movin on) can't nothin stop me now
+(I'm pressin on) I'm pressin on (to higher ground) to higher ground
+(MMMM!) Each step I take (each step I take) is a new dawning of
+(For my higher place) A brand new day
+(On my higher ground) for higher ground
+
+I'm pressin on, the upward way
+Brand new heights I'm gaining, eeeeeveryday
+No higher place, that I really have found
+(Lord plant my feet on) plant my feet on (On higher ground)
+Forgetting what (forgetting what, is already behind me)
+Is alread be, ohhhh-oooooh-ohhhhohwhoahhhhh
+(I'm moving forward) Moving yahyeahh (for what's ahead)
+
+I'm moving on.. can't nothin stop me now (nothing's gonna stop me)
+I'm pressing on.. to higher ground (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
+Each step I take (ohhhh hohhhh) is a new dawning of (yes it is)
+A brand new day (yeahhhh) for higher ground
+
+The race is not given to the swift
+Nor the battle to the strong only
+But instead (??? ???)
+But we gotta stay strong and fight on
+Sometimes you feel like your foot might slip
+Cause it's too much goin on
+Just realize your goal is greater than your struggle
+Just hold on and be strong
+
+I'm moving on.. (I'm moving on) can't nothin stop me now
+(nothing, no-no-no)
+I'm pressing on.. (ooohooohooh) to higher ground (oahhyeahyeahh)
+Each step I take (oh is the dawning of a new day)
+Is the new dawning of (???)
+A brand new day (yeahhyeahh) for higher ground
+
+I'm moving on.. can't nothin stop me now
+I'm pressing on.. to higher ground
+Each step I take.. is a new dawning of
+A brand new day.. for higher ground
+
+Be strong, and fight on
+But by all means, keeeeeeeeeeep moving
+
+[Missy] I'm a witness (I'm a witness) for Jesus (nobody but Jesus)
+[Missy] When I was down, and no one was there
+[Missy] He picked me up, and he carried me
+[Missy] I'm a witness (I'm a witness) for Jesus (nobody but Jesus)
+[Missy] When I was down, and no one was there
+[Missy] He picked me up, and he carried me
+**************************************************
+9th Inning[Intro: Timbaland]
+Yeah, yeah
+Check it, yeah!
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott & Timbaland]
+Now I'm in the 9th inning
+Thought I fell off, ain't quite finished
+Yeah, I'm about to put my foot in it, talk with it, walk with it
+I'm no gimmick (Yeah!)
+2012 there'll be no games, real rap, real bars, I'm not playing
+Haters y'all lame, you a Missy fan!
+I'm a beast in a booth, I'm just sayin' (Yeah!)
+I make 'em wanna get low
+Duck with it, buck with it, let's go
+Every time I spin around, it's a sick flow
+You newcomers better sit back and take notes (Yeah!)
+This here my time
+Yeah I've come better run, take what's mine
+Bite the dead off like a tick line
+This rhyme gonna make 'em push rewind (Yeah!)
+Yeah I'm so hot, up on the charts, number one spot
+You see me when I drop, and I won't flop
+Missy never stop, got the music game on lock (Yeah!)
+Wanna get served?
+You third, you second, but I come first
+I flip my verse like I flip birds
+I'm fire, yes sir!
+
+[Hook: Timbaland]
+We hit makin', hit breakin'
+Party shakin', innovative
+Groundbreakin', so creative
+We be the most anticipated
+Hit makin', hit-breakin'
+Party-shakin', innovative
+Groundbreakin', so creative
+We be the most anticipated
+
+[Verse 2: Timbaland]
+Now I'm in the 9th inning
+Niggas think I fail when I'm still winnin
+So I been gone for a hot minute
+I love this shit, that's why I got a gift in it (Yeah)
+Fuck nigga, get fly
+Nigga can't talk wit' a gun in the mouth
+Niggas bitch up, bet they run in the house
+I can smell bullshit when they walk by (Yeah)
+Heard that old saying, yo
+Never ever cross a one day, give ya most
+Never ever act funny for the white folks
+I'm a big fisherman when you a tadpole (Yeah)
+I like Lady Gaga
+Why you let a nigga do ya whole album?
+Where you think that fake producer got ya style from?
+Come fuck with a nigga, watch the outcome (Yeah)
+Ain't no real artists
+Wack talent get in real starvin'
+All you hear in music is the chorus
+Well that's okay, Timmy back in the story
+
+[Hook: Timbaland]
+We hit makin', hit breakin'
+Party shakin', innovative
+Groundbreakin', so creative
+We be the most anticipated
+Hit makin', hit-breakin'
+Party-shakin', innovative
+Groundbreakin', so creative
+We be the most anticipated
+
+[Verse 3: Missy Elliott & Timbaland]
+Down to the 9th inning
+I'm the real deal, y'all pretending
+Years later, my songs still spinning
+I do record deals no less than ten milli  (Yeah!)
+My hits be yay long
+My songs go on like a marathon
+Get ghost, get gone, you a dum-dum
+Better rhyme here, come and bite this like a python (Yeah!)
+Wanna act fly?
+Wanna act like you better than the M-I
+Shakin 'em, bakin 'em all like a bean pie
+Takin' 'em, burnin 'em down like I'm Left Eye (Yeah!)
+Futuristic
+Y'all can pack it up, I done ripped it
+When you say my name, call me Miss Bitch
+I make the next chick run to the exit (Yeah!)
+Yeah I got a sick sense
+I'm making this a movie like a Netflix
+I'm on the guest list, on the checklist
+I'm the flyest chick, now tell me who the best is! (Yeah!)
+Elliott be the name
+Elliott back in the game
+Elliott hit it with a bang
+Bring the hook back in, Timbaland
+
+[Hook: Timbaland]
+We hit makin', hit breakin'
+Party shakin', innovative
+Groundbreakin', so creative
+We be the most anticipated
+Hit makin', hit-breakin'
+Party-shakin', innovative
+Groundbreakin', so creative
+We be the most anticipated
+
+[Outro: Missy Elliott]
+Man, if you wanna hit?
+Maybe we'll return your call
+Don't call collect
+You have a collect call from... (Beep)
+**************************************************
+Toyz[Intro]
+Whatchu mean I don't need you no more?
+Cause I don't!
+I gotta bag full of toys and I don't need none of your boys
+So you can hit every chick on the block
+Cause I'm gone be alright once I turn this power on, ya dig?
+
+[Verse 1]
+Toys!
+You don't get the job done when I need a little loving
+So I gotta do it myself if I wanna feel something
+So I grab me a toy, 'lil boo ain't buggin'
+Now I want some affection and you ain't giving me nothin'
+
+[Hook]
+A toy, every girl must have a toy
+The way it make you feel
+Every girl has a toy now, baby!
+A toy, every girl must have a toy
+The way it make you feel (Uh, c'mon!)
+
+[Verse 2]
+I keep my butterfly close when you ain't wanna be bothered
+Don't come waking me up, cause I ain't giving you nada
+Cause I got me a toy (Tooooy)
+And it works for me and it lasts longer than the battery
+So you best believe that
+
+[Hook]
+A toy, every girl must have a toy
+The way it make you feel
+Every girl has a toy now, baby!
+A toy, every girl must have a toy
+The way it make you feel (Uh, c'mon!)
+
+[Verse 3]
+I used to wish that you would love me
+And fantasize on how we used to be
+Until I discovered something better than you
+I don't need, no need, your loving
+You wanna come home late at night touchin' and feelin' all over me
+But I don't need no help in pleasing me
+Oh!
+
+[Hook]
+A toy, every girl must have a toy
+The way it make you feel
+Every girl has a toy now, baby!
+A toy, every girl must have a toy
+The way it make you feel (Uh, c'mon!)
+
+[Outro]
+How could I miss you baby, I didn't even know you was gone
+It's obvious you aren't needed in the bedroom anymore
+I'm just keeping myself occupied like all women do when they are taking a bath
+And when you leave, make sure you don't slam the door because you fuck up my concentration
+
+Toy!
+**************************************************
+Let Me Fix My Weave[Intro]
+What's up motherfuckers?
+I need to know is V-A up in this bitch?
+New York, St. Louis, Chicago, Philly, LA, Atlanta
+I'm diggin' that
+But how about the ladies that got a head full of fake weave or braids
+Holla at ya peoples
+Oh! C'mon
+
+[Hook]
+Ooh baby let me fix my weave
+Touch me up and let me fix my weave
+You could pick me up about a quarter to 3
+Before I walk in the club I gotta fix my weave
+(Oh) Baby fix my weave
+Baby baby let me fix my weave
+On the highway I do above 90
+(woo-woo) pull me over get the fake ID
+
+[Verse 1]
+I met a guy named Tommy
+Very charming
+He was on me like cheese be on macaroni
+His game real tight making me so horny
+Fine enough for us to fuck and be his baby mommy
+You really don't know me
+So I moves it slowly
+Brush up and let him hold me
+Let me spit some baloney
+Baby you could call me
+If you go down on me
+But you got to back up off me
+Wearing cubic zirconia
+I told him, "Baby let me fix my weave
+I got a hair out of place and use a fake ID."
+Pepe LePew voulez vous ooh oui
+You want to misdemeanor me
+You gotta spend more G's (ohhwee)
+
+[Hook]
+Ooh baby let me fix my weave
+Touch me up and let me fix my weave
+You could pick me up about a quarter to 3
+Before I walk in the club I gotta fix my weave
+(Oohwee) Baby fix my weave
+Baby baby let me fix my weave
+On the highway I do above 90
+(woo-woo) pull me over get the fake ID
+
+[Verse 2]
+I used to date a guy named Chris
+Sloppy with his kiss
+But he was good with his tongue
+I called him Mr. Young One
+Mr. Young One had a big ding-dong
+Balls the size of ping-pong
+I had him souped like won-ton
+I put the beat on
+And on my ass he skeet on
+I put the heat on young gun
+Fresh meat he season
+Yes, yes we used to creep down the beach
+He was insane like Rick James
+And with a mask he's Superfreak
+I told him, "Gimme cash to fix my weave
+And I don't want no excuses 'bout your baby mommy
+Cause your child support money don't fix my weave
+And you know nigga please me no fuck for free."
+
+[Hook]
+Ooh baby let me fix my weave
+Touch me up and let me fix my weave
+You could pick me up about a quarter to 3
+Before I walk in the club I gotta fix my weave
+(Oh) Baby fix my weave
+Baby baby let me fix my weave
+On the highway I do above 90
+(woo-woo) pull me over get the fake ID
+
+[Verse 3]
+I got a call from Joe
+He used to call me J.Lo
+Hey-lo, how you doing?
+Used to ask who I was screwing
+Joe was pursuing
+Sex was good all "ooh-in"
+Moan he was grown
+He would fuck me 'til the mo'nin'
+I used to get vex when he would sex another bitch
+Said "Baby don't trip, just like Ben I'm rich"
+Jen don't bitch, then Miss don't bitch
+Lopez get rich, call me Miss Affleck
+I tell him, "Baby I need a new weave
+Because my tracks feel whack, I want to hit the party
+You want to play like Ben then give me your keys
+Cause even Jen drive a Benz to go fix a weave."
+
+[Hook]
+Ooh baby let me fix my weave
+Touch me up and let me fix my weave
+You could pick me up about a quarter to 3
+Before I walk in the club I gotta fix my weave
+(Oh) Baby fix my weave
+Baby baby let me fix my weave
+On the highway I do above 90
+(woo-woo) pull me over get the fake ID
+
+[Outro]
+To the heavy weave cities
+Miami, Jersey, D.C., the Carolinas, Detroit, Louisville, Ohio, to all the
+Projects
+To the beauty salons, and curling irons stitching in that ? hair
+Okay, oohwee yeah fix your weave
+Straight up like a perm you heard
+**************************************************
+Teary Eyed[Intro: Missy]
+Two thousand five!!
+There will be no room for y'all with no originality
+WHOOO
+
+[Verse 1: Missy]
+You're the reason I don't trust no one (No one)
+And I don't love no one, from the places I've come
+The sad songs, I've sung, all the times I've been stung
+Boy you, bring the worst out of me (Holla)
+And I can't count these tears I've cried
+The emptiness inside that left me so petrified
+Tried to keep, love alive, but I became too tired
+Cause you, bring the worst out of me
+Hey, hey, hey-ay-ay
+
+[Pre-Chorus]
+And, I wish I coulda changed the way things have gone
+And start life through a lie maybe once again (YES!)
+I don't know when or where but somethin' must have went wrong
+And all I have to say, is now...
+
+[Chorus]
+When I sing this song I get so teary eyed
+Cause you get under my skin, can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life with you (Holla)
+But look what you've done to me (me)
+
+[Verse 2: Missy (Tweet, Missy)]
+I, compromised all my time (My time)
+And rearranged my life, to make sure you was fine
+Cause our love, was on the line, and I became so unkind
+Cause you brought the worst out of me
+(You brought the worst out)
+This is, how the story goes (Whooo, it goes)
+The others want to know, when it's out of control (Control)
+You work, and you work, but someone gets hurt
+And I guess that'd be me (When I sing)
+
+[Chorus]
+When I sing this song I get so teary eyed
+Cause you get under my skin, can't let you suck me dry
+I was 'posed to marry you, kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life with you (R&B)
+But look what you've done to me (me)
+Hey, hey, hey-ay-ay
+
+[Refrain]
+I wish I coulda changed the way things have gone
+And start life through a lie maybe once again
+I don't know when or where but somethin' must have went wrong
+And all I have to say
+
+[Chorus]
+When I sing this song I get so teary eyed (Oh-oh)
+Cause you get under my skin, can't let you suck me dry
+I was 'posed to marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life with you
+But look what you've done to me (me)
+Hey
+**************************************************
+Whatcha Gon’ Do[Intro: Timbaland]
+Dun-dun-dun, dun-dun-dun-dun
+Dun-dun-dun, dun-dun-dun-dun
+Dun-dun-dun, dun-dun-dun-dun
+Dun-dun-dun, dun-dun-dun-dun
+
+[Verse: Timbaland]
+I be dippin' in clubs, girls screamin', "Do you want it Timb'?"
+Niggas, playa hatin' sayin', "Who the hell is him?"
+I'm in the back, gleamin' from all that virgin gem
+Keep a bunch of pretty models surroundin' Timb'
+I'm over capac'y when it come to makin' them beats
+Me and Missy makin' y'all, move y'all feets
+Makin' y'all dance and tango, make y'all legs get weak
+That's only 'cause we drop a bunch of heat
+That's whatcha gonna expect, comin' from my crew
+Bunch of dope beats, and a bunch of dope lyrics too
+I know that's too much for you to handle dude
+Now ask yourself what
+
+[Chorus: Timbaland]
+Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?
+Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?
+Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?
+Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+When me come in the spot, dem wan' jock
+Dem nasty boy lookin' around with big cocks
+Them girls be plottin' on how to get the rocks
+So I beat that ass to the ground like I'm the cops
+Ah, what they gon' say? Ah, don't wan' play
+Get 'em in the club, ah, smokin' on hay, hey
+Ah, when I'm in my ride, oh-ah, people walkin' by
+Ah-ah, pistol by my side, in case dem wan' try
+
+[Chorus: Timbaland]
+Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?
+Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?
+Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?
+Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?
+
+[Verse 3: Timbaland]
+I be gettin' in girls' clothes, make 'em buy my whole wardrobe
+Better get all my dough, pluckin' the hair in my nose
+It's official, I'm a pimp, 'cause my name glows
+Ev'dence I'm back to the Yugo's
+
+[Verse 4: Missy Elliott]
+Talkin' that junk, you get buried
+You don't wanna end up in the cemetery
+Me and Timbaland got tracks that will kill you
+In the other hand I got gat's that will peel you
+Whatcha gon' say? Whatcha gon' do?
+When I'm in the club, comin' for you
+I'm just a smooth motherfucker (Ah, yeah, baby)
+(Y'all heard me) Ah
+Whatcha gon' say? Whatcha gon' do?
+When I'm in the club and comin' for you
+I'm just a smooth motherfucker
+
+[Chorus: Timbaland]
+Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?
+Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?
+Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?
+Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?
+Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?
+Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?
+Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?
+Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?
+**************************************************
+4 My Man[Fantasia]
+Like your name is MISSY ELLIOTT, my name is Fantasia Barrino
+And what I can GIVE YOU is Fantasia Barrino
+Holla at your girl
+
+[Missy]
+Two thousand five!! WOOOOOOOOOOOO!
+
+Wake up in the mornin with my man next to me
+Up all night like we've been on that ecstasy (YES!)
+Mixed with Hennessy, he got the remedy
+Yeah my nigga into me, I can't say it simply
+We, take a quick shower for the hour conversation
+Time to have relation, love makin in the basement
+Smack it up, flip it up, crush it
+One minute, two minute, I was no question (AHH!)
+Who would ever think that I'd be givin up the goodies
+Walkin 'round naked in a pair of pink footies (HA!)
+Just like them hoes at the shows
+Half-dressed clothes doin whatever, who knows (OH-KAY!)
+Nah I only get freaky with him
+No menage-a-trois, not freaky with them (WOO!)
+It's just me and my man
+Yes, said me and my man
+
+[Hook: Fantasia]
+For my man, I'll do whatever
+Cause what I feel, this love, it make me do thangs
+For my man, I'll last forever
+Cause what I feel, this love, it won't never change
+
+[Missy]
+I'm never insecure when we not together
+Even though he tell me he in love with Ciara
+I'm from a new era and I bring terror
+To any chick who check my fella when we together, so
+He treat me like a Cinderella, yup
+Protect me from the storm like he my umbrella (okay)
+This fella deserve primo stellar, he be a Roc-A-Fella
+Not to Jay-Z and Dame but the charm on the chain be platinum
+Jacob Roley lookin sporty, {?}
+Money stackin keep track and I fax him
+If I can't find his ass then his ass out of gas
+He only gettin one pass (OH-KAY!)
+My man, is my man and nobody else's
+Damn right, I hope y'all felt this
+Old ladies 'round the coast-es
+You better get focuses 'fore you ever try to approacheth
+
+[Hook] w/ ad libs
+
+[Missy]
+See when you in love you might have to say it
+Don't say you won't, never say you won't
+You might get real mad, wan' act all bad
+Act up in the street, a few chicks you gotta beat
+Cause they disrespect (disrespect)
+Clockin your man from his feets to his neck, UHH
+You gotta let her know that's a no-no, slap her real slow
+With a right blow whichever way it go
+And keep it gangster
+Show these bitches that you can't come
+Yank 'em, point blank 'em, top rank 'em
+I ride for my nigga and I'm happy with the trigger (YES!)
+Scared how you figure?
+My man (OH-KAY!) Say it time again
+Say my man (my man) my man again
+I say my man, it's just me and my man
+Said for me and my man
+
+[Hook] w/ ad libs
+
+[Scratched] That's my man.. yes it is.. this love..
+**************************************************
+U Can’t Resist[Intro: Baby]
+Uh, what's happenin? What
+Uptown, New Orleans in this bitch with VA, you understand?
+With this hot girl, Missy
+Fuckin with these Uptown Guerillas, you dig?
+If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense
+Do yo' thing girl
+
+[Verse 1: Missy]
+Y'all don't wanna gimme my props?
+I'mma have to lick two shots on my Glock
+Pop-pop the enemy 'till he drop
+Make his whole body go hibbie-to-the-hop
+Well I won't stop 'till I get up to the top
+Gotta blow any other state off the block
+And I got a whole lotta chedda in my pock's
+Better gimmie giimme five mics, gimme props
+Say you sick of my clique and my shit
+Cause I got a whole lotta hits and no tricks
+Just a bass line, few snares, few kicks
+Make the whole industry wanna go and bit
+I say you sit, we sit, I sit
+While I go shit on a mix like this
+Say you spit, I spit, we spit
+But you can't fuck with a nigga like this
+Check me out
+
+[Hook]
+Hatin' on us but ya can't resist
+If you come hard, better come legit
+We gon' talk shit cause we confident
+If you think not, then you bound to sit
+
+[Verse 2: Missy]
+Y'all don't wanna put me on front
+On the front page, all the shit I don' done?
+Now you wanna fuck around and grade my shit?
+Let's talk about the million niggas who bit
+It's only one Timothy from the V
+And the whole industry goin' beep-beep
+Now I gotta go change up my beats
+So another nigga won't duplicate me
+Yeah I got styles, got shows, videos
+And my shows, it grows, it grows
+And I sing, I flow, I blows
+And I know y'all niggas know
+When I come swift with the one-two kick
+If ya got a blunt, got a light, got it lit
+Yeah, don't stop, won't stop, won't quit
+And I made 1.6 admit, check me out
+
+[Hook]
+Hatin' on us but ya can't resist
+If you come hard, better come legit
+We gon' talk shit cause we confident
+If you think not, then you bound to sit
+
+[Verse 3: B.G.]
+I'm that nigga that tote them AK's
+B.G. is what they call me
+I be in them project hallways
+Beef with me, you gon' be sorry
+Me and my niggas'll shut yo' block down
+We got K's so, put them Glocks down
+You scared to come outside
+Them Hot Boys got you on lock-down
+This nigga here from CMB
+Roll with a clique about 20 deep
+Cause I made a mill', it don't mean
+I ain't gonna keep it real with my peeps
+All I have is thugs in my clique
+All my nigga's, they come off the street
+Now all of a sudden ho's on my dick
+Cause I'm on BET and MTV
+
+[Verse 4: Juvenile]
+It ain't no secret, this nigga be project
+Getting paid, that's what's my object
+Ain't none of you nigga's gon' stop this
+Cause I'm 'bout makin' a profit
+I'm all about getting it locked, dog
+Don't wanna be on the block, yo
+Cause bitches be makin' them cop calls
+While I be makin' drop offs
+Mannie Fresh, he hooked me up too
+To the playa hater's I say, fuck you
+You needs to worry 'bout you
+Instead of what Tanut
+Juvenile don' hooked up with Missy
+Bitches gon' hate me, bitches gon' dis me
+Alota you nigga's gon' miss me
+I'mma be here, you gon' be history
+
+[Hook]
+Hatin' on us but ya can't resist
+If you come hard, better come legit
+We gon' talk shit cause we confident
+If you think not, then you bound to sit
+
+Hatin' on us but ya can't resist
+If you come hard, better come legit
+We gon' talk shit cause we confident
+If you think not, then you bound to sit
+
+[Missy]
+If you come hard, better come legit
+(Say what? Oh, ah huh)
+If you come hard, better come legit
+(Oh, uh)
+We gon' show you, so you best believe
+
+[Outro: Timbaland]
+What, uh
+What, what
+What, what
+What, what
+What, what
+Um hmm, Hot boys
+It's all gravy
+Missy
+Timbaland
+We out
+Gimme that
+Gimme that
+Oh, gimme that
+Gimme that
+Gimme that, gimme that
+Gimme that
+Gimme that, gimme that
+Oh, yeah
+**************************************************
+Stickin’ Chickens[Intro: Missy (Aaliyah)]
+Uh uh (Mmmm, yeah)
+Uh uh (Yeah, yeah)
+99 uh uh (Ohhh, yeah)
+Say what? What you got boo?
+
+[Verse 1: Aaliyah (Missy)]
+I was in love wit' you (Yeah-ah-ah-ah, uh huh)
+And you couldn't do no wrong in my eyes (mhmm)
+When I found out the scoop on you (Yeah-ah-ah-ah, heh)
+It was still too hard for me to realize (Uh, yo)
+That I need to be through with you (Yeah-ah-ah-ah, say what?)
+Cuz you're the reason I can't eat nor sleep (Yeah, uh)
+All the girls you're runnin' through (Yeah-ah-ah-ah, uh huh)
+Used to be best friends, down with me (Yeah)
+Oh yeah
+
+[Hook: Missy & Aaliyah (Missy, Aaliyah)]
+When I'm gone uh, you're alone (Oh)
+You stickin' them chickens 'til I get home (Say what?)
+When I'm home uh, you're with me (Yeah, say what?)
+Kissin' on my ass, tryna be with me (Ohhhh)
+Well it's done, this I know (Uh huh)
+Seen it for myself, I'mma let you know (You know)
+You don't play, games with me
+But before I go, better leave my dough
+
+[Verse 2: Missy]
+I'm no fool for you (Yeah-ah-ah-ah, say what?)
+But you seem to think my love's a joke (It ain't a joke boo, uh)
+I get no love from you (Yeah-ah-ah-ah, uh huh)
+Like all these times I did before (Uh-uh)
+I think I'll pass on you, yeah (Yeah-ah-ah-ah, uh)
+'Cause the way you been actin' lately (Say what?)
+I get no cash from you (Yeah-ah-ah-ah)
+If you want me to stay, you must be cra-crazy, oh yeah (Uh huh)
+
+[Hook: Missy & Aaliyah (Missy, Aaliyah)]
+When I'm gone (when I'm gone) you're alone (Yeah)
+You stickin' them chickens 'til I get home (Say what? Get home)
+When I'm home uh, you're with me (Uh huh, With me)
+Kissin' on my ass, tryna be with me (Tryna be)
+Well it's done, uh, this I know (Ohh-oh-ohhh)
+Seen it for myself, I'mma let you know
+You don't play (No way) games with me (Oh no)
+But before I go, better leave my dough
+
+[Hook 2: Missy (Missy, Aaliyah)]
+Dedication (Dedication)
+It was just a bad relation (Yes it was, yes it was)
+When I think it cuts my insides
+The tears, they fall deep down from my eyes (Uh, one, two, hit me)
+
+Dedication (Uh, say what? Dedication)
+It was just a bad relation (Uh, It was just a fad baby, baby)
+When I think it cuts my insides (Uh huh, Ohh-oh-ohhhh)
+The tears, they fall deep down from my eyes (Yo, yo)
+
+[Bridge: Aaliyah & Missy]
+Doo doo doo, doo doo doo
+Doo-doo doo-doo
+Doo-doo doo-doo
+Doo doo doo, doo doo doo (Say what, uh uh uh)
+Doo doo doo, doo doo doo
+Doo-doo doo-doo
+Doo-doo doo-doo
+Doo doo doo, doo doo doo(Da Brat)
+
+[Verse 3: Da Brat (Missy, Brat)]
+I want it all from the motherfuckin' house, down to the dogs
+You trickin' off wit these chickens, I thought you ain't have no flaws (Uh huh)
+Keep yo dick in they jaws, Peter shoulda stayed in his draws
+Now I'm out the doors, and you can't claim me no more
+The loss is yours (Uh)
+How you gonna slumber wit' a bitch I'm supposed to be cool wit'
+Went to grade school wit', couldn't pay me to believe you hit it
+To think I footed all the bills and now you breakin'
+Stop accusin' me of that dumb shit I don't even participate in (Uh)
+You wasted my valuable time, there's money to make
+Scared to set foot in another relationship cuz of the heartache
+Heartbreak Hotel no not Faith, Kelly, and Whitney
+It's Brat, 'liyah and Missy
+You miss me cuz we finished (Uh)
+I'll just keep the keys to the 20 inch rim ride with the TVs in it
+You don't need it, beat it, it's mine (That's my shit)
+You need to kiss my ass like your heart was in it (Stupid ass)
+Keep stickin' them chickens
+Send Peter straight to the clinic nigga
+
+[Outro: Missy]
+See I'mma give you your props tho
+You like a bad ass motherfucker
+Runnin' two bitches at one time
+When I'm flyin' out, she flyin' in
+Sayin' the same shit, spittin' the same game
+Who the fuck you think I am?
+Willy Limpdick or somebody, forget you man
+That's why us bitches gonna stick together
+Bitch
+Uh
+Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
+**************************************************
+Busta’s Intro[Intro]
+Ay yo yo yoyo yoyoyoyo
+Ay yo yo yoyo yoyoyoyo
+Ay yo yo yo yo
+
+[Verse 1]
+Ay yo, Missy, fuck that
+I just came out here a hour and twenty five minutes
+On one of them Gilligan Island shits of New York, Virginia
+Word up! Came out here to visit your ass, and you playin' shit like this up in my ears
+What the fuck you think you doin', thinkin' I ain't gonna get on this
+Muthafucka before I bounce?
+Yo check this out, let me hit you with this real shit real quick, Missy
+One shot, baby, just let me do my shit for a minute on your shit
+Check it out
+
+[Verse 2]
+Ah hahaha!
+I continue to disregard all of ya'll's opinion
+Ahah! Blast your whole ass into oblivion
+Eheaha, makin' New York with Virgin-akins
+Eheh, this shit be bangin', ehe
+If you disagree, uh-uh!
+Before I smoke this, and get a little drunk and a little pissy
+When I'm finished with music, I'mma make all ya'll muthafuckas miss me
+See, "Who is he, that girl right there, who is she?"
+It's Busta Rhymes and Missy
+Niggas, when ya come around Missy, don't act like a fuckin' sissy
+No chicken headz allowed here, no time for the kissy kissy
+And when they askin' "who is he?"
+I be Busta Ryhmes the phenomenal of get busy
+Strictly major effective, ya'll niggas know the drilly
+We gettin' money together, trackin' stacks and then count 'em
+Y'all niggas stay tuned for the rest of my homegirl Missy's album
+
+[Outro]
+Word up! Flip Mode is the muthafuckin' squad!
+Busta Rhymes commin' in right here with this quick lil' drop on ya
+Ah, yo, ya'll niggas stay focussed!
+Keep ya eyes and ears on this fulfillin' shit
+Missy LP numba one!
+Blossomin' like beautiful flowers on all y'all muthafuckas!
+Stay tuned
+**************************************************
+Why I Still Love You (Acapella)[Intro]
+This is a Missy Elliott exclusive
+
+[Verse 1]
+I keep comin' back to you
+And I ask myself why
+Hey, guess I love that nigga too much
+Just don't waste up my time
+Mm, I go way out my way
+Making you satisfied
+But it don't matter, boy, how hard I try
+You don't care how I be feelin' inside
+You gon' make me tell you, "Kiss my ass goodbye"
+
+[Chorus]
+Why the hell I still love you?
+Why the hell I still love you, baby?
+I feel like I can't trust you
+And I feel I can't trust you, no, no
+Cheating on me, why must you?
+Hey, 'cause you do me wrong and you don't do me right (Hey)
+I'll fight you and your chick on sight (Hey)
+Don't play with me 'cause baby, I'm 'bout that life
+
+[Verse 2]
+Boy, you know I get jealous
+And I don't like to share
+Hey, I love you so much
+'Til I'm losin' myself
+I done tried and I tried (Ohh)
+I don't know what to do
+You walkin' 'round, got the girls thinkin' you cute (Hey)
+I'ma do me, nigga, you can go and do you (Hey)
+Better not play me 'cause you gon' get the boot
+
+[Chorus]
+Why the hell I still love you?
+Why the hell I still love you, love you, baby?
+I feel like I can not trust you
+And I feel I can't trust you, can't trust you, no
+Cheating on me, why must you? It don't matter how I
+It don't matter, baby, how hard I try (Hey)
+You don't care how I be feelin' inside (Hey)
+You gon' realize when I find me a new guy
+
+[Outro]
+You can go 'head, I'm gon' be alright
+Pay my own bills, I'm gon' be alright
+All by myself, I'm gon' be alright
+I don't need you, I'm gon' be alright
+Stay where you at, I'm gon' be alright
+Don't try to come back, I'm gon' be alright
+Be on your way, I'm gon' be alright
+Stay out my face, I'm gon' be alright
+**************************************************
+Dangerous Mouths[Intro: Missy Elliott]
+Uhh, 3000 baby
+Uh huh
+Ooh, raunchy, raunchy
+
+[Verse 1: Redman]
+Good riddance, to niggas and bitches bullshittin'
+I house MC's like baths and full kitchens, ready or not
+Doc, hood lynchin', icy flows
+I write with wool mittens
+It's two, not one
+Missy dot dot com
+Come once in the blue like free hot lunch
+So once it's on, turn it up, chickens flockin' in
+Shoppin' at birds are us, murderous
+Don't blame me, blame the music
+I write with napalms in my hands
+Flame the fuses, like ca psss, off you go
+I'm nice battin', I practice when the park is closed
+I'm that man who squats out of jeeps and vans
+Jump to roof to roof on the TV cam, I fuck a model
+I go out with the cheapest tramps, pussy have me trippin'
+Like Kima, Keisha and Pam
+I remain cool like, like open house on a school night
+Animal House gettin' thrown out for food fights
+PPP strictly don't give a fuck
+And Brick City niggas strictly don't give a fuck
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+Let me intervene, come between, like dick through your jeans
+Hang down to your knees, it's mwa the Don-Wan
+Carry on, D.A.N. to the danger
+Y'all MC's in a whole lot of danger
+Change up all your rhymes you need beats
+My beats you see completely unique, forgive thee
+See its the shots of Henessey that's in me
+Reggie Noble through after me
+
+[Verse 3: Redman (& Missy Elliott)]
+It takes two to tango, and two to fuck
+I done fucked in Range Rovers to Isuzu trucks
+Used to move weight, now you makin' moves to duck
+Built solid without bolts, screws and nuts
+Pussy tight, Jiffy Lube it up
+Doc came up, hoes use to hang up
+Now my arm close hang em
+My crew is deeper than Karl Kani pockets
+We don't buy bullets, we ask what size rockets, for the occasion
+One shot will have you ravin', like Symone when the four four is blown
+Two minutes later I'll make it hotter
+Snap you from the vine to my medulla oblongata
+(So what you wanna do, what you wanna do?)
+
+[Bridge: Redman]
+Yo, I got the chickens, the brews
+Take X and mushrooms
+Def Squad in the house bitch, drop your drawers
+Tell your boyfriend to ease up, and park his car
+
+[Verse 4: Missy Elliott]
+I'm from the south, you better watch your mouth
+It's the M-I, the S-I, if you try, then you die
+I don't take no mercy on you suckers so
+Would you still be in love, baby, if I cut your throat, cut the jokes?
+I ain't got no love for yo
+No friends with those, who imitate me ya bold
+My style I own, I'mma have to steal your flow, you know me Joe
+I gotta say no more, BITCH!
+
+[Outro: Missy Elliott]
+Thats right nigga, hehe
+It's Misdemeanor here, Redman, Timbaland uhh
+Muthafucka! 3 triple zero uh huh
+The Matrix baby
+Uhh, I'm out
+**************************************************
+Beat Biters[Intro: Missy Elliott]
+She's a...
+Uh, uh... bitch
+Yo... I'ma tell y'all straight up and down
+It's like this fo'real, it's goin' down like this fo'real
+She's ahh... (Tell 'em)
+Bitch (Bitch)
+I'm sick of y'all fake Timbaland beat bitin'
+You know what I'm sayin'?
+I'm a bring it to y'all like this
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+By all means necessary
+You might catch me somewhere stickin' yo baby's daddy
+They say, "Oh Missy, you wack" but y'all not ready
+'Cause I come back like a smack
+You hear my gats in yo back (Blat-blat-blat)
+Huh, like spaghetti
+Half of y'all MC's be stinkin' like boobetti
+So your record label cut you off like confetti
+Then you wanna call Missy and beg me, beg me (Who?)
+Ooh, beg me, beg me
+Dang, I'm very scary
+Burn a whole club down like I was Carrie
+Give a boy French kiss, he wanna marry
+See y'all jealous tricks, y'all cannot stand me
+Ooh, that's fine and dandy
+Hey daddy, daddy
+Why these chicken heads? Ooh, they be so petty
+Hey, nah, nah, nah, you best not test me
+I keep tellin' you nah, you never ready
+Nah, you never ready
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+Get rowdy (Say what?)
+Let me hear y'all loudly (Aha!)
+Keep my high niggas 'round me (Ooh!)
+Let me see y'all work it and work it till y'all can't stand up
+Get rowdy (Get rowdy, baby)
+Let me hear y'all loudly (Aha!)
+Keep my high niggas 'round me
+Let me see y'all work it, baby, work, work it, baby, what?
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+In the club, I see niggas
+They think I'm super fly, they blow me sugars
+So I cut them short like some scissors
+They trying to take me home, they give me liquor
+You know who I am? I'm a bitch
+Do you know what I make? Filthy rich
+Do you know what this means? Gotta get
+I thought you was a freak, never that
+You see me on the road, when I stroll
+I float through the toll, like whoa (Beep beep)
+You just a silly ho, this I know
+You be at every show, for the dough, hear me now (What?)
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+Get rowdy (Aha!)
+Let me hear y'all loudly (What you got fool?)
+Keep my high niggas 'round me (Say what!)
+Let me see y'all work it and work it till y'all can't stand up
+Get rowdy (Aha!)
+Let me hear y'all loudly (What you got fool?)
+Keep my high niggas 'round me (Keep 'em 'round me!)
+Let me see y'all work it, baby, work, work it baby, what!
+
+[Breakdown: Timbaland]
+Yo, this is Timbaland
+Callin' from the Matrix y'all
+And this how we do it
+Yo Missy, tell 'em how you feel, what
+
+[Verse 3: Missy Elliott]
+Beat biter, dope style taker, originator
+Or just an imitator
+Stealin' our beats like you're the one who made 'em
+Timbaland's the teacher and I'm the one to grade 'em
+Check the verbatim, F is how we rate 'em
+How dare you make 'em, just like we made 'em
+And I won't play 'em, and I won't say 'em
+Save this for later, so I can tell you straighter
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+Get rowdy (Aha!)
+Let me hear y'all loudly (What you got fool?)
+Keep my high niggas 'round me (Keep 'em 'round me!)
+Let me see y'all work it and work it till y'all can't stand up
+Get rowdy (Get rowdy!)
+Let me hear y'all loudly (Aha!)
+Keep my high niggas 'round me (Keep 'em 'round me!)
+Let me see y'all work it, baby, work, work it baby, what!
+
+[Verse 4: Missy Elliott]
+Now see this one right here (Ooh)
+This is for everybody (Ooh)
+This is for my people East (What, what?) (Ooh)
+East, West, South
+East (Ooh)
+West, South (Ooh)
+(Yo baby, talk to them)
+But you know what, before I get up on outta here (Ooh)
+I gotta say one thing to y'all beat biters (Ooh)
+It's 'bout to be the year 2000 (Ooh)
+You know what I'm sayin'?
+And I'm kinda sick of that (Kack, kack, kack, kack, ficky-boom, ficky-boom)
+That (Kack, kack, kack, kack, ficky boom, ficky boom)
+That (Kack, kack, kack, kack, ficky boom, ficky boom)
+That (Kack, kack, kack, kack, ficky, boom ficky, boom)
+On everything, y'all gotta come up with
+Y'all own creativity, y'all own originality, y'all own style
+You know what I'm sayin'
+Heh, you gonna be left behind this time
+Aight, ain't no love lost
+All need you to do is stop beat bitin'!
+
+[Outro: Timbaland]
+That was Missy
+Now this is Timbaland signin' off from the Matrix
+You heard that
+Shh
+**************************************************
+One Minute Man (Video Remix)[Missy]
+Ooooooh, I don't want I don't need I can't stand no minute man
+I don't want no minute man
+Ooooooh, here's your chance be a man take my hand understand
+I don't want no minute man
+
+Ohh, ohh, uhh, OOOH
+Ohh, ohh..
+Ohh, ohh, uhh, OOOH
+Ohh, ohh..
+
+[Missy]
+Boy I'ma make you love me, make you want me
+And I'ma give you some attention, tonight
+Now follow my intuitions, what you're wishin'
+See I'ma keep you up all night, for a long time
+So start countin' away
+
+[Chorus]
+Break me off, show me what you got
+Cause I don't want, no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+Cause I don't want, no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+Cause I don't want, no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+Cause I don't want, no..
+
+[Missy]
+Tonight I'ma give it to you, throw it to you
+I want you to come prepared, ohhh yeah (oh yes)
+Boy it's been a long time, a crazy long time
+And I don't want no minute man, and that's real
+Give it to me some more
+
+[Chorus]
+
+[Ludacris]
+Yeah, uhh, uhh
+It's time to set yo' clock back bout as long as you can
+I stop daylight, it's Ludacris the maintenance man
+Get your oil changed, I check fluids and transmission
+You one minute FOOLS, you wonder why y'all missin
+On the back of milk cartons and there's no reward
+No regards, close but it's no cigar
+A hard head make a soft ass, but a hard dick make the sex last
+I jump in pools and make a big splash
+Water overflowin, so get your head right
+It's all in yo' mind punk so keep your head tight
+Enough with tips and advice and thangs
+I'm big dog, havin women seein stripes and thangs
+They go to sleep, start snorin, countin sheep and shit
+They so wet, that they body start to leak and shit
+Just cause I'm an ALL-nighter, shoot ALL fire
+Ludacris, balance and rotate ALL tires
+
+[Missy]
+Ooooooh, I don't want I don't need, I can't stand no minute man
+I don't want no minute man
+Ooooooh, here's your chance be a man take my hand understand
+I don't want no minute man
+
+[Trina]
+Uh, uh
+You know lil' mama ain't with that quick shit
+You better break me off stiff tongue or stiff dick
+One minute, two minutes, three minutes
+Hell naw, to please me you gotta sleep in it
+I see you talk a good game and you play hard
+But if I put this thing on ya, can you stay hard?
+If not, you better keep your day job
+Cause I'm looking for a man to make me say God (GOD!)
+I'm off glass and you know this
+I'll work your ass out like aerobics
+So baby stay focused
+Start off slow and then speed it up
+Baby show me what you got, is you a G or what?
+If you can't beat it up then eat it up
+Put a cherry on top, whip cream it up, What?
+
+[Missy](Trina)
+Break me off, break-break me off
+Break-break me off
+Show me what you got (What?)
+Break me off, show me what you got (What?)
+Break me off, show me what you got
+Break-break me off, break-break me off
+**************************************************
+Pump It Up[Intro: Missy Elliott, Nelly]
+Hey yo, Nelly! This is fire
+What you talkin' about, girl?
+Let's make it hot for the clubs
+Missy! Whooooo!
+(*"This is fire!" cut and scratched*)
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+Down South girls got them real BIG BUTTS
+Real big butts make ya man wanna look (OH!)
+Back it up, flip it up, skinny girls - eugh!
+Love my guts, so fuck a tummy tuck
+(Oh yeaaah?) Yeah! I shakes my butt
+I shakes my gut like "yeah, bitch what?"
+Yeah I likes it rough, tough
+Ask your man how I'm good in handcuffs
+Me and Nelly came to rock the club
+Pack the place, don't push or shove
+Out of the club, straight to the crib
+I'll let you know if the sex was good
+
+[Hook - Missy Elliott] + {Timbaland}
+Pump it up! {Show me love, G}
+Pump it up! {Let me see what you working wit'}
+Pump it up! {Let me see those big-ass hips}
+Pump it up! {Pump it up}
+This is how me and Nelly pump it up
+Pump it up! {Show me love, G}
+Pump it up! {Let me see what you workin wit'}
+Pump it up! {Let me see those big-ass hips}
+Pump it up! {Pump it up}
+C'mon
+
+[Verse 2 - Missy Elliott]
+DOWN SOUTH PLAYERS! WE GOT THAT FIRE MADE!
+Get up on my booty, tutti-fruiti on the rooty
+I'm a thick chick, skinny girls act snooty
+No matter what your size, my big thighs'll do my duty
+Look at the way my rump shake like a movie (SAY WHAAAT?)
+See my tight jeans and the coochie
+Spend a little looty, you gotta WORK for the booty (Yup)
+Me and Nelly HOT ON THE TRACK (Track!)
+Nelly, can't no-one EVER TOP THAT (Top that!)
+Niggas we came to rock the club (C'mon!)
+DJs better Pump It Up
+Motherfuckers need to back it up
+Cause we gon' tear the roof off the club
+
+[Hook]
+
+(*beat stops, needle crackling*)
+
+[Missy] *talking*
+You know, Down South chicks got big asses
+And we a little heavy sometime, but when
+You're from the South, we don't call that
+"fat". We call that "big-boned". Fo' sho
+
+(*scratching, beat starts again*)
+
+[Verse 3 - Nelly]
+Yeah, ma! I heard you like the magic stick
+Me? I got the gadget stick, it's like "Go, go, gadget dick"
+You know, make you climb the walls and shit
+I make her wanna press pause and shit
+Walk up in the party, girls swingin' they panties
+They was doing that before I had them brandys
+I get a little freaky when I'm in my yammy
+I may act a little fresh but I still got manners
+It's Nelly, felony, and Missy Misdemeanor
+Both going down, there's just to many heaters
+Check the records, we got records that broke records in record time
+I ain't talkin' about the records that they buyin'
+Lyin', can a nigga keep up with me?
+You see I, still standin VI stackin' the ride with me
+You struggle to recoup
+I struggle on which Coup' to ride in
+[Missy] See how we be stylin'?
+
+[Hook]
+
+(*"This is fire!" cut and scratched to fade*)
+**************************************************
+Hit ‘Em Wit’ Da Hee (Remix)[Intro: Lil Kim]
+Missy (B.I.G.), uhh (hah hah) yeah I like dat
+
+[Verse 1: Lil Kim]
+Uhh, it's the Q to tha B to tha double E spittin' lovely
+And it don't stop, rocks shine through my tank top
+Where your bank stop?, I deposit all on one drop (hah)
+Thank not, excuse me but uh I like to flow cause this
+Joint knocks harder then Indica and
+I be off the wall like The Lox
+Night box filled with Benjamins (woo)
+Me and my girl Missy gettin' pissy up in Bennigans
+Makin' all you other rappers begin again
+Like Finnegan
+Christians repent then sin again (woo)
+Girls wanna be my friend again
+Lay up in my crib-o-wit', get up in my linens and
+While 'Misdemeanor' hit notes like Sarafina
+I subpeona you to my funk room, see
+I hit you wit' da huhhh, she wit' you wit' da hee
+
+[Verse 2: Missy]
+You're not good enough to satisfy me (uh huh, can't satisfy me)
+Even with yo cars and all the fly whips, I won't trip (uhh)
+Cause I got many guys that wanna buy me (uh huh)
+French cuts for my wrists to keep me hooked smooth out and dip
+I keep hittin'
+
+[Chorus:]
+I hit 'em wit' da hee (I hit 'em wit' da hee)
+Hit 'em wit' da hee, hey yeah
+I hit 'em wit' da haa
+This ones for you and me (Uh-huh)
+This for you and me
+Play it in your cars (play it in yo car)
+Yeah-hah-ah yeah yeah yeah
+
+[Verse 3: Missy]
+Just cause you cash a check and put it in the bank (uh-huh)
+That don't make me want to go out
+And sleep with you (nah, nah, nah)
+I got my own ride and gas in the tank, uh-huh
+Thanks, but no thanks, I won't be needin' you
+I hit 'em wit' da (I hit em wit' da, ugh)
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+I hit 'em wit' da hee (I hit 'em wit' da hee)
+Hit em wit da, yeah yeah
+Hit 'em wit' da hee
+I hit 'em wit' da haa
+This ones for you and me
+(For you and me, for you and me)
+This for you and me
+Play it in your cars (play it in yo car)
+
+[Verse 4: Mocha]
+Uh, yo, uh, yo, it be me, M-O, on the M-I-C (Uh-huh)
+Reppin' N.Y.C. (Yeah), the true V.I.P (Uh-huh)
+And I can't see nobody who can come this real (Uh-huh)
+Get it done this real (Mhm), gettin' love this real (Ooh)
+And niggas love this feel, gimme a Dutch to peel
+Mocha (Uh-huh) takin' over, 'cause I'm so ill (Ooh)
+Y'all used to talkin' shit, now they witnessin' it (Now, uh-huh)
+And while I'm spittin' like this, check what I'm hittin' 'em wit' (Ugh)
+
+[Bridge: Missy Elliott]
+Hee, (Uh-huh) haa (Hee)
+Hee, (Uh-huh) haa (Hee)
+Hee (Uh-huh), haa
+Hit 'em wit' da tha hee, hit 'em wit' da hee-e-e, yeah yeah
+Hee, haa (Hee, uh-huh)
+Hee, haa
+Hee, haa (Hee-ee-ee)
+Hee-ee-ee
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+I hit 'em wit' da hee
+(Say what, hit me more time)
+[Hit 'em wit' da hee]
+I hit 'em wit' da haa (This for you and me)
+[This one's for you and me]
+(This for you and me, this for you and me)
+This for you and me
+Play it in your cars (play it in yo car)
+
+[Beat Changes]
+
+[Interlude: Timbaland]
+Sometimes I feel like doin' a beat
+Sometimes I don't, uh huh uh uh
+Sometimes I feel like movin' my feet
+Sometimes I won't, wha uh huh
+Sometimes I feel like doin' a beat
+Sometimes I don't, uh uh uh uh
+Sometimes we make you move ya feet
+Sometimes we don't (yo yo yo yo)
+Misdemeanor
+
+[Verse 5: Missy Elliott]
+I'm comin' around the corner corner
+You think you tough, well let me see what you wanna wanna
+Cause on the mic I get it hot like Daytona, don't I?
+I get the party jumpin' from 5 in the mornin'
+You wanna bumble wit' da Bee then let me see call her
+You wanna be a big balla, big spendaholic
+I get the feeling that you tryin' to impress me
+One two one three, hit you wit' da hee
+Hee hee hee hee hee hee
+
+[Outro: Timbaland]
+Sometimes I feel like doin' a beat
+Sometimes I don't, wha uh huh
+Sometimes we feel like movin' my feet
+Sometimes we won't, uh uh uh uh
+Sometimes I feel like doin' a beat
+Sometimes I don't, uh uh uh uh
+Sometimes we make you move ya feet
+Sometimes we won't wha
+Uh huh, yeah uh huh
+**************************************************
+Slap! Slap! Slap![Intro: Missy Elliott]
+Something you can dance to
+Ooh, yeah
+Mmm, yeah
+Mmm, yeah
+Mmm, yeah, yeah
+Mmm, yeah
+Mmm, yeah
+Mmm, yeah
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+Me and my clique
+Run through the gutters, breakin' down shutters
+As the beats go, dun-dun-dun-dutta
+Ain't nothing better than these flavor buttas
+It's like freakin' with your lovers tryna bust his rubba'
+Have him, have him undercover like he thought he never
+How the hell a bitch like me become so clever?
+Y'all whack MC's, y'all never, never
+Talkin' hard as a cock but as light as a feather
+Y'all suspect hoes, y'all suspect hoes
+Takin' off y'all clothes, y'all reject hoes
+Y'all feel the rhythm, I'm 'bout to kill 'em
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott & Timbaland]
+Slap, slap, slap
+Right across your melon, easy
+Nigga, slap, slap, huh
+Right across your melon, easy
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+Y'all little (Uh-huh)
+Tryna act bigger, don't you get the picture? (Uh-huh)
+Every freakin' year I come with something sicker (Sicker)
+Fans takin' flicks, wanna get my picture (Uh-huh)
+Freaks only speak, "Do you know Jigga?" (Uh-huh)
+Strange mother****** tryna be my nigga  (Uh-huh)
+Turned your man to an ass-licker  (Uh)
+Cheatin' ass men, these cheatin' ass men (Uh)
+Time to stop gamin' and stay the fuck in (Uh)
+You feel the rhythm, I'm 'bout to kill 'em
+
+[Chorus: Da Brat, Missy Elliott & Timbaland]
+Smack, smack, smack
+Right across your melon, pronto
+Huh, I said, smack, smack, smack
+Right across your melon, pronto (Uh)
+
+[Verse 3: Da Brat]
+You don't wanna get smacked right quick
+Wit' a upper cut, tight fist
+I don't give a fuck if you don't like this
+Still get paid to bust the right shit
+Still get paid when I hop on the dick
+Not a prostitute, I gotta a lot of loot
+But if you knock the boots, at least cop the coupe
+What I'm s'posed to do? Starve for you
+This ain't sparkle nigga, I can't crawl for you
+That's impossible
+I make the rules
+I pay the dues
+I wear the pants
+Bought the shoes, they Prada too
+Fuck with me, you lose
+Step to me and get bruised
+Your chances are not few, they none
+So what I'm bitchy?
+Roll a fat blunt wit' Missy in the front wit' me
+Tim' hit me, ow, with the bang to the boogie the beat
+Burnin' 'em wit the heat
+It don't concern me, when niggas talk shit
+They just wanna learn me
+When they see me, I permanently damage they shit internally
+And slap, slap, slap 'em right across the melon (Haha)
+
+[Chorus: Timbaland]
+Nigga, slap, slap, huh
+Right across your melon, easy (Easy)
+
+[Verse 4: Ms. Jade]
+I'm the M-S-J-A-D-E
+Toes and lows, bling like I'm B.G
+I don't need you niggas help, shit, I write my own
+Gimme a beat and a muthafuckin' microphone
+Picture this shit, me, Missy and Timbaland
+Was 'bout to take it to the streets, but the chicken ran
+Oh shit, it's gettin kinda hot in here
+Oh shit, make niggas stop and stare
+Talk dirty, rock-a-bye a birdy
+Smack the shit out of Clyde 'cause Bonnie should've paid me
+Get old heads for they checks that sign right
+And I get lil' boys for they dough on prom night
+'Cause I do my thing, knots in a pocket
+Smack, smack, smack
+All up in your noggin, early
+I said, smack, smack, smack
+All up in your noggin
+
+[Chorus: Timbaland]
+Nigga, slap, slap, huh
+Right across your melon, easy
+**************************************************
+Gossip Folks (feat. Ludacris) (Hyped Up radio)[People in background chatting]
+Yo, yo yo move out of the way
+We got missy Elliott coming through
+Girl that is missy Elliott she lost a lot of weight
+Girl I heard she eats one cracker a day
+Oh well I heard the bitch was married to Tim and started fucking with Trina
+I heard the bitch got hit with three zebras and a monkey
+I can't stand the bitch no way
+
+When I walk up in the piece
+I ain't gotta even speak
+I'm a bad mamajama goddammit motherfuckers you ain't gotta like me
+How you studying these hoes
+Need to talk what you know
+And stop talking bout who I'm sticking and licking jus mad it ain't yours
+I know ya'll poor ya'll broke
+Ya'll job jus hanging up coats
+Step to me get burnt like toast
+Motherfuckers adios amigos
+Half half pose pose
+I don't brag I mostly boast
+From the VA to the LA coast
+Iffy kiffy izzy oh
+
+Musi ques
+I sews on bews
+I pues a twos on que zat
+Pue zoo
+My kizzer
+Pous zigga ay zee
+Its all kizza
+Its always like
+Its all kizza
+Its always like
+Na zound
+Wa zee
+Wa zoom zoom zee
+
+When I pull up in my whip
+Bitches wanna talk shit
+I be drivin I'm glad and I'm stylin
+These motherfuckers ask did ya see it
+I'm gripping these curves
+Skerrrt, did ya heard
+I lovas my feathers, my furs
+Ahh I fly like a bird
+Chickenheads on the prowl
+Who ya tryin'a fuck now?
+Naw you ain't getting loud
+Better calm down for I smack ya ass down
+I need my drums bass high
+Has to be my snare strings horns and
+I need my Tim sound
+Right, left
+Izzy kizzy looky here
+
+[Chorus]
+[Missy]
+Ahhhhhhh
+Sucka MC know I'm stupid fresh
+Get 10 percent dis knock the hair off ya chest
+Couple bottles of hypnotic just to wet down my tongue
+And say wip wip wack what cha playin me huh?
+[Eve]
+Me and Missy ballin up the avenue
+Funky fresh dress to impress we mackin dues
+Music bizz only reason I ain't jackin fools
+You know bullshit walkin, stackin rules
+[Missy]
+People keep brawlin the streets is callin
+Drink till im nice and ah ah ah on an
+[Eve]
+Im bad luck ya'll made cause ya'll suck
+Please do not try to fuck with this young buck
+[Missy]
+Please don't make us tell you how much you suck
+Sissy
+
+(funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party)
+
+[Ludacris]
+Once upon a time in College Park
+Where they live life fast and they scared of dark
+There was a little nigga by the name of Cris
+Nobody paid him any mind
+No one gave a shit
+Knowing he could rap
+No one lift a hand
+So he went about his business and devised a plan
+Made a CD then he hit the block
+50 thousand sold
+Seven dollars a pop
+Hold the phone
+Three years later
+Stepped out the swamp
+With ten and a half gators
+Now all around the world on the microphone
+He leave the booth smelling like Burberry cologne
+Still riding chrome
+Got bitches in the kitchen
+Never home alone
+And he's on the grind
+Please let me know if he's on your mind
+And respect you'll give me
+Ludacris I live loud like Timmy
+Uh had to clear these rumors
+I got a headache and it's not a tumor
+Get up on my lap get my head sucked right
+Sprayed so I never let the bed bugs bite
+Hard to the core
+Core to the right
+You drop down turn around pick a bale of cotton
+
+[Chorus]
+[People in the background chatting]
+Yo, straight up Missy killed that shit tonight for real
+I know I know, I don't even care about her beign preganant by Michael Jackson
+You know what we should do
+We should go get her album when it comes out
+There she go, there she go, there she
+Heeeey Misssy
+
+[Missy]
+Hi Missy?
+What's up fools?
+You think I ain't knowin yall broke Milli Vanilli
+Jay Jay fan wannabes ain't over here gossiping bout me?
+Yo how bout you buff these Pumas for 20 cents so your lights won't get cut off
+You soggy breasts, cow stomachs
+Yo take those baby GAP shirts off, too
+You just mad cuz Payless ran out of plastic pumps for the after party
+Yo by the way, go get my album
+Damn!
+**************************************************
+Don’t Be Commin’ (In My Face)[Intro]
+VA, yeah, New York, Atlanta, DC
+LA, New Jersey, Philly, say what, say what
+
+[Verse 1]
+You never know a good thing 'til I'm gone
+And you'll be spending many, many nights home alone
+You won't be seeing me around your way, no no
+And if you don't get it together, baby, I can't stay
+
+[Chorus]
+Don't be comin' in my face tryna tell me you love me
+You shoulda thought once or twice, sacrifice and make it right
+It's the thing that you do, make me not love you
+So just wait and you'll see, get no other love like me
+
+[Verse 2]
+You never know I'm for real until I leave, uh huh
+And when I pack up my clothes, don't be calling me
+You won't be seeing me anymore, no no
+'Cause when I'm long, long gone, I won't be back in this door
+
+[Chorus]
+Don't be comin' in my face tryna tell me you love me
+You shoulda thought once or twice, sacrifice and make it right
+It's the thing that you do, make me not love you
+So just wait and you'll see, get no other love like me
+
+[Verse 3]
+To my east side people to my west side
+To all my bitches who sat home crying
+Over these niggas and over these fellas
+Shake em off like Jello, uh-huh
+To my east side people to my west side
+To all my bitches who sat home crying
+Over these niggas and over these fellas
+Shake em off like Jello, uh-huh
+
+[Chorus]
+Don't be comin' in my face tryna tell me you love me
+You shoulda thought once or twice, sacrifice and make it right
+It's the thing that you do, make me not love you
+So just wait and you'll see, get no other love like me
+
+[Verse 4]
+I used to stick closer to your side then a beeper
+'Til you smoked that cheaper reefer
+Now you loony as fita, shut up
+Don't say a word, yep, I got the word
+Yeah, I heard it from a little bird
+Now I'm out the door about 44
+You don't know?
+Get your bags and your things take the door
+Don't take this shit no more
+When you leave, you can leave out the back door
+
+[Outro]
+Fucker, stupid niggas
+Always think they can play somebody
+Y'all know who y'all are
+Tryna run about 3, 4, 5 women at one time
+Then you wanna come back all in our faces
+And tellin' me how much you love me and all that bullshit
+Whatever man, fuck you
+Alright, I'm out
+**************************************************
+Baby Girl Interlude/Intro[Baby Girl Interlude: Missy]
+Ay yo Mary, I need you to vibe with me on this one
+Uh
+Uh
+Check it
+
+[Verse 1: Missy (Mary)]
+As I grab my pad and pen and begin to talk from within
+Oh God, my eyes, they water like a preacher who sin
+I'm only human but
+The world has put me on a platform
+Since the day I was born to only wait for my downfall
+But like a brick wall I'm too hard to break
+Okay I do make mistakes but I'm the realest from the fake
+That's why I'm the hardest to hate
+Aaliyah, baby girl, I've learned to love those while they're still awake
+Sleep, sleep
+And prepare a place for those who are good
+In the projects and hood, gifted or misunderstood
+I know Lisa, Pac and Biggie and Jay and Pun are still number one
+There will be more of us to come (ohh)
+I am a leader, a teacher, a guider (ooh)
+Like a single parent provider (ooh)
+Putting back those hip-hop dividers
+Like a priest with a back slider
+I've sinned but I win
+And anyone we've lost in life from nine-eleven
+We'll be sure to see again (ooh, hoo)
+
+[Chorus: Mary]
+What you hear is not a test (ooh)
+I'm rocking to the beat (I'm rocking to the beat)
+See me and my crew and my friends (And)
+We're gonna try to move your feet (Move around, move around)
+See I am Mary Blige (Yes I am)
+And I'd like to say hello (Thank you for inviting me)
+To the black to the white, the red and the brown
+The purple and yellow (Everybody)
+But first you gotta, but first you gotta
+
+[Intro Outro: Missy]
+Yo, I don't wait for the DJ's to drop bombs on my records
+I drop 'em on my own shit
+**************************************************
+Irresistible Delicious[Intro: Slick Rick]
+It's entertainment time!!!! Whoo
+Got Missy Elliott in the house, got Slick Rick in the house
+We doin big things here kids
+Hip-Hop's finest, Slick Slick Slick Rick an' M
+[Scratched] Slick Rick an' M
+Go Missy, go Missy, go Missy, go Missy
+[Scratched] Slick Rick an' M
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+Excuse me Mr. Lawrence, you look nice
+Simply delicious, Missy want some kisses
+Let's go to the crib, get cozy in the nude
+And treat me like a prostitute
+Now pardon me sir, I'm such a real lady
+Ride in Mercedes to make the bitches hate me
+Cruise up and down one-two-fifth
+Lookin for a guy like you to get with
+{​*beat changes*}​
+I seen this cutie pie, so I pulled beside him
+Seen the size of his feet, so I couldn't deny him
+Might as well try him, the freak that I am
+M dot S-E always grindin'
+
+[Hook: Missy Elliot & Slick Rick]
+Please don't think I'm crazy (oooooh)
+But boy you are supa fine (Thank you, Missy)
+Irresistible delicious (Ooh, ha!)
+Enough to make me lose my mind (Lose my mind)
+Know I really want it (Slick, Slick, Slick Rick and M)
+Know I want it, yeah
+Don't make me wait so long
+Oh, don't make me wait so long
+No longer will I pretend (No)
+(Missy, Slick Rick in the house)
+Let's get it on cause we both grown
+
+[Verse 2: Slick Rick]
+Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
+{​*beat changes back*}��
+Intelligent, delicate, watch how the fella get
+Bump into my homegirl in Miami, Missy Elliott
+Green blush on her eyelid, hi Miss!
+Gave honey a hug I feel her touchin my privates
+Aw shuck I guess, main course is in I said
+You know I'm married?
+-- Yeah and what's that supposed to mean?
+-- Proposition for you Ruler
+Proceed on
+-- Well I got a track I need you spit a mean 16 on
+-- You with it?
+Down to bless one and I left one
+The Hit Factory, later on around eleven
+With my notebook, and pencil, I slides on in
+I see her lookin mighty sexy and the lights all dim
+-- Have a drink
+The booze and the karmy go oddly
+After havin a drink I start to feel unusually horny
+Swellin stone, or well writ poems
+Busy poundin like I'm tryin to break off pelvis bones
+
+{​*beat changes*}​
+
+[Hook: Missy Elliot & Slick Rick]
+Please don't think I'm crazy (oooooh)
+(Slick Rick's in the house)
+But boy you are supa fine (Thank you, Missy)
+Irresistible delicious (Ooh, ha)
+(Slick Rick's in the house)
+Enough to make me lose my mind (Lose my mind)
+Know I really want it
+Know I want it, yeah
+Don't make me wait so long
+Oh, don't make me wait so long
+No longer will I pretend (No)
+(Rest of the females)
+Let's get it on cause we both grown
+(Recognise, recognise)
+{​*beat changes back*}​
+
+[Verse 3: Missy Elliott]
+Excuse me sir, oh gosh you look young
+But old enough to get it to get yo' head sprung
+Sit down relax, it's soft here on my couch
+Or give me hands strictly you might get turned out
+Cutie pie, 'til I sit beside him
+Nice shoe size, how could I deny him
+Big bankroll to help me retire
+Me and him together smell like big empire
+Don't treat me like a prostitute
+Unless you're givin me some money makin sure I look cute
+But don't treat me like a prostitute
+Unless you're givin me some money makin sure I look cute
+
+[Hook/Outro: Missy Elliot]
+Please don't think I'm crazy
+[Scratched] Please don't think I'm crazy (oooooh)
+[Scratched] But boy you are supa fine (do it to me, do it to me)
+[Scratched] Fi-fi-fine
+
+[Beat slows and fades out]
+**************************************************
+Checkin’ for You (Interlude)[Intro: Lil' Kim]
+See, it's two type of bitches in the world
+You got a broke bitch, you got a rich bitch
+That would explain what I am and what my girl Missy is
+We the rich motherfuckin' bi-o-tches!
+That's right
+And then you got a bitch like me
+Who just stand above all bitches
+That excludes my girl Missy, Mary
+You know what I'm saying?
+But ya'll know what the fuck I mean, heh
+I'm the Queen Bitch, that's right motherfucker, what?
+Ya'll gotta problem wit' it, come see me
+A motherfucker ain't taking my title
+Or my girl Missy title, or my girl Mary title
+What, that's right
+See, only bitches like us is allowed to play a game a chess
+You see, a real queen needs a king
+You damn motherfuckin' right
+I don't want no nigga laying up under me
+That I can't do for me what I can't do for my motherfuckin' self
+So when ya'll see me in the street
+This is what I want ya'll to do:
+Fix your lips, put 'em together nicely and say
+Say it along, say it along now
+Say "She's a bitch!"
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+I was walkin' real slow to the dance floor (Say what?)
+He was lookin' at my ass and I turned him on
+I see him talkin' to his boy on his cellular phone
+I looked at him and all he could say was
+"Damn, baby, bring it on"
+I talk shit, but I come though like a storm (Say what?)
+I keep my piece so sweet, yeah, nice and warm
+And all he could feel was this "Love, baby"
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+I don't give a fuck about what they think, what they say
+They can call me a freak, call me anything they wanna name
+I don't give a, I don't give a
+I just wanna take him home
+Take him to the house, then turn him out
+He ain't checkin' for you
+
+I don't give a fuck about what they think, what they say
+They can call me a freak, call me anything they wanna name
+I don't give a, I don't give a
+I just wanna take him home
+Take him to the house, then turn him out
+He ain't checkin' for you
+**************************************************
+Gettaway[Intro]
+Uhh
+Uh huh
+Uhh
+Uh huh
+
+[Verse 1: Nicole Wray]
+Close your eyes
+Visualize
+Space and I verbalize
+You chastise, but can't stop my enterprise
+Put your rhymes in a line
+Put your raps in a stack
+I'll break you and your singer like Jinga
+I mean um,  I spit like knee
+On you this tight thing
+Space nine inferno
+One verbs be frightening
+And for the sword fights tonight
+My entourage is in camouflage
+Remove your mask
+Let down your visage, but don't slip up
+'Cause when I was in my ship
+That's when I get ripped up
+The whole world
+Fuck it
+G-S-E committee
+Got your panties shitty
+Click you sick
+Callosso with itty bitty
+Space and Missy
+Sip my style till your pissy
+Virginia bitch galactic, what the fuck
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+I be writing, writing, writing rhymes everyday
+(Writing rhymes everyday)
+Don't you say no more you don't wanna battle
+(You don't wanna battle)
+Said I'm writing rhymes, writing rhymes everyday
+Don't you say no more you don't want to battle
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+Mama, Daddy, you ain't, ready
+Act like you know me
+Fly, as friends be
+Sizzling, I'm chilling
+Man, you twisting
+You sissy, you dis me
+You wish we was fucking tight
+Auntie, Papa, Smoke la la
+Hallah, fala, don't bother to swalla
+This bottle of Rémy, got plenty
+Of weed
+So give me, give me, give me, give me, give me, please
+See's, no one, fly like these
+Bees from over seas, we speak Chinese
+Please, little one, please
+You know my rhymes get tight
+When I smoke all night
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+I be writing, writing, writing rhymes everyday
+(Writing rhymes everyday)
+Don't you say no more you don't wanna battle
+(You don't wanna battle)
+Said I'm writing rhymes, writing rhymes everyday
+(Writing rhymes everyday)
+Don't you say no more you don't want to battle
+
+[Verse 3: Space Nine]
+We high tech like Timbo's
+Slap faces of dirty hoes
+N-Y-M-B-A
+Dirty combo when we play
+Swirl like the milky way
+Deep like my black hole
+I oppose, to expose
+Chemical gases up your nose
+Fade away like ozone
+Quazars, moves and shit
+Hey yo Missy, where da clip?
+I think I need a hit
+Shitty bees up in da place
+Wanna be down with whoever
+Be all up in his face but ain't even on the level
+I pull your wig back
+Let of steam like nasty pools
+That heat be to hot
+Melt down, now up in pot
+Count down, 3-2-1, lift off
+Now over-tize, Venus we circlize
+And mars we tantalize
+Comatose like Hale-Bopp
+Smoking trees non stop
+Then I send a televise from satellite on Nightline
+Yeah, wouldn't you like to get away
+To the moon
+We shine like stars
+Lock down like metal bars
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+I be writing, writing, writing rhymes everyday
+(Writing rhymes everyday)
+Don't you say no more you don't wanna battle
+(You don't wanna battle)
+Said I'm writing rhymes, writing rhymes everyday
+(Everyday, yeah yeah)
+Don't you say no more you don't want to battle
+
+[Bridge: Missy Elliott]
+Ay yo, I'm kinda scared to do this
+'Cause Jimmy tryna scare me saying
+I'mma give away my publishing
+But um, it don't matter
+'Cause I write my own shit, do my own shit
+Sing my own shit
+Shit be a hit
+Shit be a hit
+
+[Outro: Missy Elliott]
+My style is a one-in-a-million
+I flow on and on and on
+My rhymes give you a really good feeling
+All day long
+(Rewind)
+My style is a one-in-a-million
+I flow on and on and on
+My rhymes give you a really good feeling
+All day long
+Lemme listen?
+**************************************************
+Hot(Missy)
+This is an old school Missy exclusive
+
+[Verse 1]
+Look!
+I ain't on no ra-ra shit
+You dont wanna test how far Miss get
+Me and Timothy cars got kits
+But we don't drive around trying to prove you shit
+Everyone tryna be that bitch
+But there can only be one bitch make hits
+I know I must make y'all sick
+Cuz after I spit, you beg to quit
+I used to drive a six
+And then I bought a Murciélago to sit
+On the plush leather seats, forget
+Am I on my own clit?
+Yes I must admit
+And my ass is it
+Misdemeanor have you seen her?  I'm the best it get
+And those who try to test this chick
+Where they at right now?  In peace resting in
+
+[Chorus]
+If you broke
+Just say you broke
+Cuz' all you blowin' up ya ass is some smoke
+Cuz rich folks, we buy boats
+And you's a bum broke nigga that's for sure
+I know you broke, just say you broke
+Cuz' all you blowin' up ya ass is some smoke
+Cuz rich folks, we buy boats
+And you's a bum broke liar that's for sure
+
+[Verse 2]
+Yeah boo you know you a joke
+Wear a fake Rolex, call it a Ro
+Act like you down with so and so
+Ya whack on wax, bows I came to throw
+I might just let you mop my flow
+For my autograph take this flick to go
+(CHEESE)
+Miss don't say no mo'
+Cuz you know what I do
+And you know what I know
+And I don't think so
+You don't wanna lose a arm or elbow
+If ya broke then just say so
+Cuz the Bentley that you renting
+Yo it's got to go
+Back to the black man store
+Along with ya weave cop a new afro
+Why you wanna make Miss stoop so low
+But if you try to test me I just check ya slow
+
+(Chorus)
+If you broke
+Just say you broke
+Cuz' all you blowin' up ya ass is some smoke
+Cuz rich folks, we buy boats
+And you's a bum broke nigga that's for sure
+I know you broke, just say you broke
+Cuz' all you blowin' up ya ass is some smoke
+Cuz rich folks, we buy boats
+And you's a bum broke liar that's for sure
+
+[Verse 3]
+In old school we used to call out names
+But I ain't tryin' to give ya no fame
+My credit card gonna bring ya pain
+To know ya account just hold change
+No need to wreck ya brains
+Trying to see who Missy gon' slain
+I roll solo not with a gang
+I don't carry guns kick ass wit a chain
+Don't let me say it again
+I don't carry guns kick ass with a chain
+(WHASSSSA)
+Like a Chinese man
+Reverse it
+(ti esrever)
+Know what I'm saying
+
+(Chorus)
+If you broke
+Just say you broke
+Cuz' all you blowin' up ya ass is some smoke
+Cuz rich folks, we buy boats
+And you's a bum broke nigga that's for sure
+I know you broke, just say you broke
+Cuz' all you blowin' up ya ass is some smoke
+Cuz rich folks, we buy boats
+And you's a bum broke liar that's for sure
+**************************************************
+Keep it Movin[Intro: Missy Elliott, Elephant Man (Missy)]
+Eh yo Timb, you know
+Niggas like Dr Dre and the Neptunes and Just Blaze
+They should be so hot they be keepin us workin yah feel me
+But but that nigga R. Kelly
+He got one of the illest lines when he say
+"Is anybody feelin freaky"
+Man up...yep, good to go
+Ele-phant Man and Missy Elliott (yeah)
+Ladies keep it movin (uh)
+Gi dem di dance now
+(It's like butter baby, it's like butter)
+Buss di dance now
+(It's like butter baby, it's like butter)
+(It's like butter baby, it's like butter)
+(It's like butter baby, it's like butter)
+Missy, Elliot
+Ladies windin around
+Tweet show dem kindly how fi do it
+(Whoo, come on)
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+When you hear the song, role down yah window
+Let the music thump yeah, thump thump thump thump
+Take a walk in the club, thats how I roll
+You look so so down, so so so so
+Now when you step out on the scene, so fresh so clean
+Lookin like a wet dream, yo know what I mean
+Its about that time, what time would that be?
+Wind yah waist line to the base line
+Slow it down now get the beat right
+
+[Hook]
+
+Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+Buss yah (oh) grove (oh) n we gon' (oh )keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+Shake shake (oh) yah body (oh) we gon' (oh) keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+Shake shake (oh) yah body (oh) they gon' (oh) keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+Buss yah (oh) grove (oh) n we gon' (oh )keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+If you know you look good, say so say so
+And you dont give a [ding], hell no hell no
+Put yah hands in the air yeah, get yo hands up
+Baby bounce baby bounce, get low get low
+2 shots in yah club, yep just whats up
+Get Timb to fill it up, yep just whats up
+Its about that time, what time would that be
+Wind yah waist line to the base line
+Slow it down now get the beat right
+
+[Hook]
+
+Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+Buss yah (oh) grove (oh) n we gon' (oh )keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+Shake shake (oh) yah body (oh) we gon' (oh) keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+Shake shake (oh) yah body (oh) they gon' (oh) keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+Buss yah (oh) grove (oh) n we gon' (oh )keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+
+[Verse 3: Elephant Man]
+Keep it movin love the way yah body groovin
+Watch yah groovin, perspire sweat you losin
+Put yah shoes in, dis ya dance a keep you movin
+Its soodin, like dis yah ina di humma crusin
+Take! di! dance! floor!, stop pretend like you nu hear
+Mi see booty hear booty there booty shakin everywhere
+Ina di club, ina di bar, ina di pool, ina di square
+At di afta party mi see shakin booty i'll be der
+Make! way!, move!, when big mamma appear
+Just a back it up cock it up jock it up like she nuh care
+Sai she was one a di chear leada fi Chigaco here
+Everyting a dissappear when she appear
+Come on
+
+[Hook]
+
+Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+Buss yah (oh) grove (oh) n we gon' (oh) keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+Shake shake (oh) yah body (oh) we gon' (oh) keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+Shake shake (oh) yah body (oh) they gon' (oh) keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+Keep it (oh) movin (oh), keep it (oh) movin (oh)
+
+[Elephant Man]
+**************************************************
+Go to the Floor[Intro]
+Hard-working
+The star of the show
+Misdemeanor here
+Hard-working
+The star of the show
+Mr. Mos' on the beats
+Hard-working
+The star of the show
+2000 eternity!
+Hard-working
+The star of the show
+I'm, the star of the show
+Let the show begin
+
+[*Beat changes]
+This is a Missy Elliott exclusive
+SET IT OFF! (set it off)
+
+[Missy]
+Mama say, mama sah, mama can you do this
+Talkin' like you baddest when you just new to this
+Everytime I come out yall be like 'who dat is'
+Be more like Ashanti and be unfoolish
+You don't really want to bring it with me
+You wear Dada, I sport the Fendi
+My Lamborghini against your Benzi
+Dirty diamonds in your ring, see mine's cling cling cling
+Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-da-ding-ding
+I used to get so high they called me Ming Lee
+Spiked up my hair to look like Don King
+Haters keep on hatin cause them don't worry we
+Them don't worry we or me and Timothy
+In my SE slim down my bodee-ee-ee
+Bang bang to the boogey, oohhweee
+Playa keep on playin watch me do my duty
+
+[Hook]
+Go to the floor (And tell me what you want)
+Grab me a drink (Then what you gon' do)
+I came to shake, shake my booty down
+Down to the beat (whoooooooop!)
+Stand on the chairs (And dance like who)
+Dance like the freaks (And what you came to do)
+I came to shake, shake my booty down
+Light the party
+
+[Missy]
+I'm underrated, glad I made it
+Independent operated
+I never hesitated
+Haters keep me motivated
+The beat is penetrated, I'll let Timmy regulate it
+And we laid it in the shaded drink a glass of lemonaded
+Damn I'm faded, ain't no other way to say it
+Ain't that complicated
+Ain't no other chicks gon' ever make me feel invaded
+I keep droppin' hits like water breakin' two centimetres
+And I'm dialatin', radio patient
+(Awwwwwhhh), (come on) check my translation
+From my observation, my fans is real patient
+They don't wanna hear the lies so stop fakin'
+Ya greasy like bacon, keep my stomach achin'
+If you wanna battle let there be no more delayin'
+I hope ya did some prayin cause when I come swayin
+Pop-she-pop-pop-pop, yeeeeaaaaaahhhhh
+Sometimes I flow, sometimes quick
+You was on the verge of kissin ass so slick
+I be on the verge of makin' hits after hits
+This the kinda shit that tell ya mami don't forget
+
+[Hook]
+
+Everybody, move your body
+Now do it
+Here is something that's gonna make you move and groove
+Hey DJ keep playin that song all night
+On and on and on (on and on and on)
+
+[Missy]
+Now is the niggas over there
+Cuz the bitches right here
+Yea-yea-yea-yea-yea-yea-yea-yeah
+All night long I hope you all came prepared
+It's five o'clock and we ain't goin' nowhere
+Awwwwhhh yeeeaaahh, oohhhhhwwwweeee
+And will the guy with the cash choose me
+Awwwhhh yeeeahhh, baby
+I got a man I ain't seen lately
+Go to the floor!
+
+[Hook]
+**************************************************
+One Minute Man[Intro: Missy Elliott]
+Don't want, I don't need, I can't stand no minute man
+I don't want no minute man
+Ooh, here's your chance, be a man, take my hand, understand
+I don't want no minute man
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+Boy, I'ma make you love me, make you want me
+And I'ma give you some attention tonight (Shut up)
+Now follow my intuitions, what you're wishin'
+See I'ma keep you up all night (All night), for a long time, so start countin' away
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no—
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+Tonight I'ma give it to you, throw it to you
+I want you to comе prepared, oh, yeah (Oh, yеs)
+Boy, it's been a long time, a crazy long time
+And I don't want no minute man and that's real, give it to me some more
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott & Ludacris]
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no— (Yeah, uh, uh)
+
+[Verse 3: Ludacris]
+It's time to set your clock back 'bout as long as you can
+I stop daylight, it's Ludacris, the maintenance man
+Get your oil changed, I check fluids and transmission
+You one minute fools, you wonder why y'all missin'
+On the back of milk cartons and there's no reward
+No regards, close, but it's no cigar
+A hard head make a soft ass, but a hard dick make the sex last
+I jump in pools and make a big splash
+Water overflowin', so get your head right
+It's all in your mind, punk, so keep your head tight
+Enough with tips and advice and thangs
+I'm big dog, havin' women seein' stripes and thangs
+They go to sleep, start snorin', countin' sheep and shit
+They so wet that they body start to leak and shit
+Just 'cause I'm a all-nighter, shoot all fire
+Ludacris, balance and rotate all tires
+
+[Bridge: Missy Elliott]
+Ooh, I don't want, I don't need, I can't stand no minute man
+I don't want no minute man
+Ooh, here's your chance, be a man take my hand, understand
+I don't want no minute man
+
+[Outro: Missy Elliott]
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Br— Br— Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+'Cause I don't want no one minute man
+Br— Br— Break me off, break— break me off, break— break me off
+Show me what you got
+Break me off, show me what you got
+Break me off, show me what you got
+Br— Br— Break me off, show me what you got
+Break me off, break— break me off
+**************************************************
+Get Ur Freak On (Remix)[Missy]
+Hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me
+Give me some new shit
+Give me some new shit
+Give me some new shit
+Give me some new shit
+
+[Missy]
+Missy be puttin' it down, I'm the hottest round
+I told y'all mother (uh), y'all can't stop me now
+Listen to me now, I'm lastin' twenty rounds
+And if you want me (nigga) then come on get me now (yes)
+Is you wit me now (yes), then biggie biggie bounce (yes)
+I know you dig the way I sw-sw-switch my style
+Holla, holla, people sing around (yes)
+Now people gather round (yes), now people jump around
+
+[Missy]
+Go, getcha freak on, go, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha freak on, go, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha freak on, go, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha freak on, go, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha freak on, go, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha freak on, go, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha freak on
+
+[Missy]
+Is that yo chick, people you don't know
+Me and Timbaland been hot since twenty years ago
+What the dealio, now what the drilly-o (yes)
+If you wanna battle me then (nigga) let me know (yes)
+Holla, holla, got to feel it son
+Let me throw you some *indian voice* (yes)
+People here I come (yes) now sweat me when I'm done (yes)
+We got the radio shook like we got a gun
+
+[Missy]
+Go, getcha freak on, go, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha freak on, go, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha freak on, go, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha freak on, go, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha freak on, go, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha freak on, go, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha freak on
+
+[Twista]
+Why, Twista put the ? down to that Missy sound
+Blow your mind with a ? flow like fifty pounds
+Now come and see me fly when you see me high
+Jam right like love on the dizzone, G-C-I
+In the C-H-I city rollin' on dubs
+Get it right, used to number roll on 22's to the club, drama
+If you step to the T cause I'm not the one
+Let the pimp bust ya like Chris Tucker, I kill people for fun
+Get your master on, get your gloves on
+Get your heat on, then get your creep on
+Get your lick on, then put your peeps on
+Y'all get your bong on, then you can get your freak on
+Come and kick it with the brother with the sticky
+Take a hit and when I feel it on a fifty
+Gotta get up in the party and a sippin' on Bacardi
+And we hit 'em wit a little bit of Remi
+Feelin' when you roll with the alcoholics
+All the other motherfuckers wanna call us
+Hit a rhythm when I read up in the city
+In the ghetto with the murderers and the legit ballers
+All of my hustlers get down, all the fine ladies stay loose
+P-I platinum ?, at the bar sippin' grape juice
+Call the yay and rolly, strapped to most of my homies
+No Crystalle, off poppin' Dom P's and multiple Moey's
+Jab and bust at them phoneys, quick to work you, hurt you
+Right now we ain't know that cause I got purple in my circle
+Hundred dollar pillows, legit baller's kilos
+Take a ? pull the fillos, but first where the cigarillos
+Get your master on, get your gloves on
+Get your heat on, get your creep on
+Get your lick on, then put your peeps on
+Y'all get your bong on, then you can get your freak on
+
+[Missy]
+Go, getcha freak on, go, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha freak on, go, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha freak on, go, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha freak on
+
+[Missy]
+Quiet! Ssh, hush your mouth
+Silence when I spit it out
+*Spit* in your face
+Open your mouth, give you a taste
+Holla, holla, ain't no stoppin' me
+Copywritten so don't copy me
+Y'all do it, sloppily
+And y'all can't come close to me (yes)
+I know you feel me now (yes) I know you hear me loud (yes)
+I scream it loud & proud (yes) Missy gon' blow it down (yes)
+People gon' play me now (yes) in and outta town (yes)
+Cause I'm the best around (yes) with that crazy style
+
+[Missy]
+Go, getcha freak on, go, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha freak on, go, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha freak on, go, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha freak on, go, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha freak on, go, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha freak on, go, getcha freak on
+Go, getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha freak on
+
+Itch nee, san chi
+**************************************************
+Intro/Go To The Floor[Intro]
+Yeah, what's the deal ya'll this Missy Elliott
+Givin' ya'll magazine writers, radio cats, listers or plain ol' haters
+A small piece a my album which is titled Under Construction
+Under Construction simply states that I'm a work in progress
+I'm working on myself
+You know uh, every since Aaliyah passed
+I view life in a uh, more valuable way
+Looking at hate and anger and gossip or
+Just plain ol' bullshit became ignorant to me
+When you realize in a blink of a eye
+You walking down a church aisle
+And that was meant for weddings and happiness
+And realize the same church aisles are used
+To view a loved one for the last time
+From the world trade families the Left Eye family, Big Pun family
+You know Biggie family, Pac family to the hip hop family
+We all under construction tryin to rebuild you know ourselves
+Hip hop done gained respect from you know...
+Not even respect from but just like rock and roll
+And it took us a lot of hard work to get here
+So all that hate and animosity between folks ya need ta kill it
+Wit a skillet
+You don't see Bill Gates and Donald trump
+Arguing wit each other 'cuz both of them got paper
+And the they got better shit to do: get mo' paper
+So all I'm sayin' is, let's take hip hop back to the rope follow me
+(Hard working, the star of the show)
+Misdemeanor here!
+(Hard working, the star of the show)
+Mr. Mos' on the beats!
+(Hard working, the star of the show)
+2000 Eternity!!!
+(Hard working, the star of the show)
+I'm the star of the show, let the show begin
+
+[Go to the Floor]
+This is a Missy Elliott Exclusive (Set it off)
+Momma say, momma sah, momma can you do this?
+Talkin' like you baddest when you just know dat is
+Every time I come out ya'll be like who dat is
+Be like more like Ashanti and be unfoolish
+You don't really want to break it wit me
+You wear Gata I sport the Fendi
+My Lamborghini against you Benzi
+Dirty diamonds and your ring see mine like cling cling cling
+Ding ding ding ding ding ding da ding ding
+I used to get so high they call me Ming Lee
+Spiked up my hair done like Don King
+Haters keep on hatin' 'cause dem don't worry we
+Dem don't worry we or me and Timothy
+M I S E slimed out my bodee-ee-ee
+Bang bang to the boogie ooh, wee
+Playa keep on playin' watch me do my duty
+
+[Chorus]
+Go to the floor (now tell me what you want)
+Grab me a drink (now what you gon'do)
+I came to shake, shake my booty down down to the beat
+Stand on the chairs (and dance like who?)
+Dance like the freaks (now what you came to do?)
+I came to shake shake my booty down, hype the party (Set it off)
+
+[Verse 2]
+I'm underrated, glad I made it, independent operated
+I never hesitated, haters keep me motivated
+The beat is penetrated I'll let Timmy regulate it
+And we laid it in the shade and drink a glass of lemonade n
+Damn I'm faded!
+Ain't no other way to say it ain't that complicated
+Ain't no other chicks gon' ever make me feel like invaded
+I keep droppin' hits like water breakin'
+Two centimeters and I'm dialatin'
+Radio impatient, pause, come on, check my translation
+From my observation my fans is real patient
+They don't wanna hear the lies so stop fakin'
+You're greasy like bacon, keep my stomach achin'
+If you wanna battle let there be no more delayin'
+I hope you did some prayin' 'cause when I come swayin'
+Pop shu pop, pop, pop, yeah
+Sometimes I flow sometimes quick
+You was on the verge of kissin' ass so slick
+I'd be on the verge or makin' hits after hits
+This the kind of shit that tell yo mammy don't forget
+
+[Chorus]
+Go to the floor (now tell me what you want)
+Grab me a drink (now what you gon'do)
+I came to shake, shake my booty down down to the beat
+Stand on the chairs (and dance like who?)
+Dance like the freaks (now what you came to do?)
+I came to shake shake my booty down, hype the party (Ohh)
+
+[Bridge/Verse 3]
+Everybody, move your body now do it
+Here's somethin' that's gonna make you move and goove
+(New Missy Elliott y'all!)
+Hey DJ keep playin' that song all night, on and on and on
+Is the niggas over there, bitches rightchea
+Yea yea yea yea yea yea yea jeyah
+All night long I hope you all came prepared
+It's five o'clock and we ain't goin' nowhere
+Oh yeah, oh, ooh wee
+And will the guy the cash choose me? (Oh yeah!)
+Baby, I got a man I ain't seen lately (Go down to the floor)
+
+[Chorus]
+Go to the floor (now tell me what you want)
+Grab me a drink (now what you gon'do)
+I came to shake, shake my booty down down to the beat
+Stand on the chairs (and dance like who?)
+Dance like the freaks (now what you came to do?)
+I came to shake shake my booty down, hype the party
+**************************************************
+Gossip Folks (Fatboy Slim Radio Remix)[Missy]
+When I rock up in the piece
+I ain't gotta even speak
+I'm a bad mama jama goddammit y'all people ain't gotta like me
+How you studying these hoes
+Need to talk what you know
+And stop talking bout who I'm sticking and licking just mad it ain't yours
+I know ya'll poor ya'll broke
+Y'all job just hanging up coats
+Step to me get burnt like toast
+Y'all suckers adios amigos
+Halves halves wholes wholes
+I don't brag I mostly boast
+From the VA to the LA coast
+Izzy kizzy izzy oh
+
+I don't go out my house shorty, you just waiting to see
+Who gon roll up in the club and then report that next week
+Just wanna see who I am fucking boy, sniffing some yo
+I know by the time I finish this line I'm a hear this on the radio
+
+Musi ques, I sews on bews, I pues a twos on que zat
+Pue zoo, My kizzer, Pous zigga ay zee
+
+[Missy]
+When I pull up in my whip
+Y'all be like who that is
+I'm driving, I'm gliding, I'm sliding
+Y'all keep talking bout there she is
+I'm gripping these curbs
+Skurr, did ya heard
+I love em, my feathers, my furs, ah
+I fly like a bird
+Chicken heads on the prowl
+Who you trying fuck now
+Naw you ain't getting loud
+Better calm down for I smack your ass down
+I need my drum bass high
+Has to be my snare strings horns and
+I need my Tim sound, right, left
+Izzy kizzy looky here
+
+I don't go out my house shorty, you just waiting to see
+Who gon roll up in the club and then report that next week
+Just wanna see who I am fucking boy, sniffing some yo
+I know by the time I finish this line I'm a hear this on the radio
+I don't go out my house shorty, you just waiting to see
+I don't go out my house shorty, you just waiting to see
+I don't go out my house shorty, you just waiting to see
+Who gon roll up in the club and then report that next week
+
+[Ludacris]
+Yeah, uh huh, okay
+Once upon a time in College Park
+Where they live life fast and they scared of dark
+There was a little nigga by the name of Cris
+Nobody paid him any mind, no one gave a shit
+Knowing he could rap, no one lifted a hands
+So he went about his business and devised a plan
+Made a CD, then he hit the block
+50 thousand sold, seven dollars a pop
+Hold the phone, three years later
+Stepped out the swamp, with ten and a half gators
+Now all around the world on the microphone
+Leaving the booth smelling like Burberry cologne
+Still riding chrome
+Got bitches in the kitchen, never home alone
+And he's on the grind
+Please let me know if he's on your mind
+And respect you'll give me
+Ludacris I live LOUD like Timmy
+Uh, had to clear these rumors
+I got a headache and it's not a tumor
+Get up on my lap and get my head sucked tight
+Sprayed so I never let the bed bugs bight
+I'm hard to the core, core to the right
+Drop down turn around pick a bale of cotton
+
+I don't go out my house shorty, you just waiting to see
+Who gon roll up in the club and then report that next week
+Just wanna see who I am fucking boy, sniffing some yo
+I know by the time I finish this line I'm a hear this on the radio
+
+I don't go out my house shorty, you just waiting to see
+Who gon roll up in the club and then report that next week
+Just wanna see who I am fucking boy, sniffing some yo
+I know by the time I finish this line I'm a hear this on the radio
+**************************************************
+Scream a.k.a. Itchin’[Intro: Missy]
+Music
+
+[Verse 1: Missy]
+I met him in the Bahamas, I love that nigga per-sona
+Smoke that nigga marijuana, get freaky, call me Madonna
+Lay on the bed he follow, bone him until to-morrah
+Make him sing high sopran-ah, ah
+Fifty-fo'-fifty-fifty, Mr. Act-Super-Kinky
+Baby, what you gon' get me is some rings for my lil' pinkie
+Money will multiply, 'fore you run up inside
+Make me all weak and tired, mhm
+
+[Chorus: Timbaland + Missy]
+You got to (Scream)
+If you up in the club, you think you tearin' it up
+You got to, got to (Scream)
+Pour mimosas in the cup, then you watchin' people buzz
+You got to, got to (Scream)
+If you from out of town, you think you're holdin' it down
+You got to, got to (Scream)
+You got to, you got to
+
+[Verse 2: Missy]
+He say he from Puerto Rico, he told me to call him Chico
+Freakin' up in the Nico, my ego got really negro
+Throw the heat, go easy though, though I'm like dice in cee-lo
+Makin' heads scream and moan, send 'em back home
+Boy, is really worth it just to get dirty dirty?
+Give me the liquor liquor, make me talk slurry slurry
+Yeah, money will multiply, 'fore you come up inside
+Get me all weak and tired, mhm
+
+[Chorus: Timbaland + Missy]
+You got to (Scream)
+If you up in the club, you think you tearin' it up
+You got to, got to (Scream)
+Pour mimosas in the cup, then you watchin' people buzz
+You got to, got to (Scream)
+If you from out of town, you think you're holdin' it down
+You got to, got to (Scream)
+You got to, you got to
+
+[Bridge: Missy]
+He asked could he rock my body, he also asked could he buy me
+A new six-oh Ferrari, then ride up in my safari
+Shit, what a deal, word up, how much it cost now?
+Shit, what the deal, word up, how much it cost?
+Play your position, listen, where is your pot to piss in?
+'Fore we start really kissin', hot as a freaky kitchen
+Hey, what the deal, word up, how much it cost now?
+Hey, what the deal, word up, how much it cost now?
+
+[Chorus: Timbaland + Missy]
+You got to (Scream)
+If you up in the club, you think you tearin' it up
+You got to, got to (Scream)
+Pour mimosas in the cup, then you watchin' people buzz
+You got to, got to (Scream)
+If you from out of town, you think you're holdin' it down
+You got to, got to (Scream)
+You got to, you got to
+(Scream)
+If you up in the club, you think you tearin' it up
+You got to, got to (Scream)
+Pour mimosas in the cup, then you watchin' people buzz
+You got to, got to (Scream)
+If you from out of town, you think you're holdin' it down
+You got to, got to (Scream)
+You got to, you got to
+**************************************************
+Smooth Chick[Intro]
+Party Time (Uh uh)
+Uh (Say what?)
+Uh huh (Yo)
+Uh (Say what)
+Uh huh, uh huh
+Uh Uh (What)
+Uh huh (One more)
+Uh (Yo, yo bring it to me)
+
+[Verse 1]
+Come here baby, let me blow your mind (Uh huh)
+I'mma spit shine like turpentine (Uh)
+I love niggas, all different kinds (Uh huh)
+I'mma show you all how to work the spine (Uh)
+If you a playa then you sure ain't mine
+I'mma cut you off like circumcise (Uh)
+I'm a real chick and it no surprise (Uh)
+If you dialin' me then you must realize
+
+[Hook]
+I'm a smooth chick, I'm a cool chick
+I got gats but don't make me use it (Uh)
+I'm quick to lose it, I'm 'bout to do it
+Shake my ass down to the music
+
+I'm a smooth chick, I'm a cool chick
+I got gats but don't make me use it (Yo)
+I'm quick to lose it, I'm 'bout to do it (Uh)
+I'mma shake my ass down to the music
+
+[Verse 2]
+Come on baby let's do the bump (Do the bump)
+Keep drinking up 'til you get me drunk
+Don't front, smoke a pound of funk
+Something real quick like uunh, uunh (Uh huh)
+Got tens in the back of the Jeep (Uh)
+If you got a friend and he all on me (Uh huh)
+Could it be he's a fan of me?
+Or could it be he see that I'm Missy?
+
+[Hook]
+I'm a smooth chick, I'm a cool chick (Uh huh)
+I got gats but don't make me use it
+I'm quick to lose it, I'm 'bout to do it (Uh huh)
+Shake my ass down to the music
+
+I'm a smooth chick, I'm a cool chick (Uh)
+I got gats but don't make me use it
+I'm quick to lose it, I'm 'bout to do it
+I'mma shake my ass down to the music (Uh)
+
+[Verse 3]
+Ay baby, why you trippin' for? (Say what?)
+Cause I'm on top and you're down below (Uh huh)
+You want me or you want my dough? (Uh)
+Cause if it's my dough, then you hit the do'
+Ayo boo, I think you know (Say what?)
+That I got gats and they crack the floor (Uh)
+Missy take shit no more
+So all that talk is a no, no, no
+
+[Hook]
+I'm a smooth chick, I'm a cool chick (Uh)
+I got gats but don't make me use it (Say what?)
+I'm quick to lose it, I'm 'bout to do it
+Shake my ass down to the music
+
+I'm a smooth chick, I'm a cool chick
+I got gats but don't make me use it (Say what?)
+I'm quick to lose it, I'm 'bout to do it
+I'mma shake my ass down to the music
+
+I'm a smooth chick, I'm a cool chick (Uh)
+I got gats but don't make me use it (Where you at nigga?)
+I'm quick to lose it, I'm 'bout to do it (Uh)
+Shake my ass down to the music (Say what?)
+
+I'm a smooth chick, I'm a cool chick
+I got gats but don't make me use it (Yo)
+I'm quick to lose it, I'm 'bout to do it
+I'mma shake my ass down to the music
+Music
+
+[Break]
+
+[Hook]
+I'm a smooth chick, I'm a cool chick (Uh)
+I got gats but don't make me use it (Say what?)
+I'm quick to lose it, I'm 'bout to do it
+Shake my ass down to the music (Where you at?)
+
+I'm a smooth chick, I'm a cool chick
+I got gats but don't make me use it (Say what?)
+I'm quick to lose it, I'm 'bout to do it
+I'mma shake my ass down to the music
+Music
+
+I'm a smooth chick, I'm a cool chick (Uh)
+I got gats but don't make me use it (Where you at nigga?)
+I'm quick to lose it, I'm 'bout to do it (Uh)
+Shake my ass down to the music (Say what?)
+
+I'm a smooth chick, I'm a cool chick (Uh)
+I got gats but don't make me use it (Yo)
+I'm quick to lose it, I'm 'bout to do it
+I'mma shake my ass down to the music
+Music
+
+[Outro]
+Yo, Misdemeanor, uh
+Timothy, uh
+Kimberley uh
+Motherfucker now, uh
+Ginuwine, uh
+Maganoo, uh
+Drop, play it
+One two, motherfucker
+**************************************************
+Can’t Stop[Missy Elliott]
+Rich Nice
+WOO!  C'mon
+SICK!  Uh-huh
+YES!  WOO!
+HOLLA!
+
+I be thinkin 'bout that big cock
+The way you used to rock it to me nice and slow
+You used to do it 'til my back felt broke
+You used to say give it to me - I'd say no
+You used to talk that kinky shit up in my ears
+And you would buy me pink pretty under-wears
+And I would moan cause you would make me feel nice
+And you would make me feel like making love twice
+What I'm saying  you the man, I'm in love
+And I like when you do it rough
+Hey shorty I can't get enough
+Can't stop, won't stop - call me Puff
+Hold me down to the ground, pick me up
+Now move it 'round, break it down, hold up
+Scream loud, black and proud, let's fuck
+Nine to five, do it live, show enough
+I be thinking 'bout the way you do it good
+I like it cause you raised in the hood
+Uh , you put your back into it
+I tell you no, change my mind, then I do it
+You cute, you fine, you fire
+I'm the boss, do the job, you hired
+Heather Hunter must of got me inspired
+To work for hours, fall asleep, get you tired cause
+
+[Chorus]
+I can't stop thinking 'bout you
+Or the way you do what you do
+With you I can not lose
+I put it down like some brand new shoes
+I can't stop thinking 'bout you
+The way you do what you do
+With you I can not lose
+Now let me put it down
+
+[scratched] I be thinking 'bout the way you do it good
+[scratched] I be thinking 'bout the way you do it good (YES!!)
+[scratched] I be thinking 'bout the way you do it good
+
+[Missy Elliott]
+He wan' take me to a hotel, see if it's good
+If the nigga smile, when I put it down
+He like OH YEAH
+Taste like apples and a bag of PEARS
+Right here, right there, everywhere
+To the bed, to the kitchen, in the wooden chair
+He like to hear me moan like MMM-YEAH
+Boy's in the zone and I don't care
+Sitting on his lap, pulling on my track
+He piggidy piggidy piggidy piggy my back
+In fact no slack, damn he the mack
+He ain't got to work me like that
+
+[Chorus]
+
+[scratched repeatedly] I'm the boss
+[scratched] I'm the boss, do the job, you hired
+[scratched] I'm the boss, do the job, you hired
+
+[Missy Elliott]
+What I'm saying, you the man, I'm in love
+And I like when you do it rough
+Hey shorty I can't get enough
+Can't stop, won't stop - call me Puff
+Hold me down to the ground, pick me up
+Now move it 'round, break it down, hold up
+Scream loud, black and proud, let's fuck
+Nine to five, do it live, show enough
+**************************************************
+I’m Not Perfect[Verse 1: Karen Clark Sheard]
+We've been through things
+Feels like we've been to hell and back
+And the ones you've lost
+I'd give my life if I could bring them back
+(Bring them back, I'd give my life)
+And your self esteem might be low from what people say
+(Keep holding on)
+Hold your head up high, I promise it's gonna be ok
+
+[Hook]
+I'm not perfect just like you (I'm not perfect)
+So come on let me give you a hug (come on let me give you a hug)
+I got problems just like you (I got problems)
+So don't nobody sit here and judge (just like you)
+I'm not perfect just like you (we're gonna stick together)
+So come on let me give you a hug (let's stick together)
+I got problems just like you (woo, ooh, yeah)
+And everybody needs some love
+
+[Verse 2: Dorinda Clark Cole]
+When you're feeling bad, some friends they can't be found
+(Look around, look around, be found)
+Cause some people love it just to see you when you're down
+But it's ok, pick yourself up, start over again
+(That's what you gotta do)
+If you try you will, you will succeed in the end
+(The end, I know you will, oh yeah)
+
+[Hook]
+I'm not perfect just like you (I'm not perfect)
+So come on let me give you a hug (come on let me give you a hug)
+I got problems just like you (I got problems)
+So don't nobody sit here and judge (just like you)
+I'm not perfect just like you (we're gonna stick together)
+So come on let me give you a hug (let's stick together)
+I got problems just like you (woo, ooh, yeah)
+And everybody needs some love
+
+[Bridge: Missy Elliott]
+Shake a hand, shake a hand y'all, come on
+(oh shake somebody's hand)
+To every woman, every man y'all, come on
+(oh, to every woman, every man)
+Tell a friend, tell a friend y'all (ooh, shake a hand with someone)
+'Cause united we stand y'all (united we stand, divided we fall)
+
+[Hook]
+I'm not perfect just like you (I'm not perfect)
+So come on let me give you a hug (come on let me give you a hug)
+I got problems just like you (I got problems)
+So don't nobody sit here and judge (just like you)
+I'm not perfect just like you (we're gonna stick together)
+So come on let me give you a hug (let's stick together)
+I got problems just like you (woo, ooh, yeah)
+And everybody needs some love
+**************************************************
+Partytime[Intro]
+What time is it?
+
+[Hook]
+Tonight it's partytime, it's partytime tonight
+Tonight it's partytime, it's partytime tonight
+Tonight it's partytime, it's partytime tonight
+Tonight it's partytime, it's partytime tonight
+
+[Verse 1]
+Check this out
+A lot of hip-hoppers, y'all just small talkers
+Y'all could risk getting cut off like some knickerboxers
+Y'all gone flop and y'all better off playin soccer
+Misdemeanor my demeanor be the club rocker
+My flow proper keep my goodies in a locker
+Not a artist shocker but I am a shot of vodka
+Private stalker number one game talker
+When I start it up, there will be not one stopper
+Fuck around and get your dome cracked like a cracker
+Matter fact I'll break your bones like a chiropractor
+Never slack up I rack up and leave you fractured
+On the curb wicky word wicky leave you fractured
+Haters all in my face can you please back up
+Hater smilin in my face you need to be an actor
+Beat jacker call for backup
+'Cause I smick smick smack ya now tell me who's badder
+
+[Hook]
+Tonight it's partytime, it's partytime tonight (Say What!)
+Tonight it's partytime, it's partytime tonight (What Time Is It!)
+Tonight it's partytime, it's partytime tonight (True Indeed!)
+Tonight it's partytime, it's partytime tonight (Holla!)
+
+[Verse 2]
+Check it
+Most individuals swear they invisible
+Guys think I'm more important than the Superbowl
+Rhymin is a ritual now pay me my residual
+'Cause everyday and all day you hear me on your stereo
+I'm in the centerfold I make guys lose control
+In the studio I'm droppin hits from my booty hole
+Ya F'in mulio, y'all don't want to test me yo
+'Cause when I'm done ya hair look like Coolio
+Now please cool it Joe, Misdemeanor real pro
+Ficky ficky real pro wit a ficky ill flow
+I kick down doors and I rock many shows
+I put a tag on your toe and call you John Doe
+Missy be the name and M.E. is my initials
+Forget about it like the world forgot Sisqo
+Take it to the club pop lock it to the disco
+Think you ought to know that it's bout to get physical
+
+[Hook]
+Tonight it's partytime, it's partytime tonight
+Tonight it's partytime, it's partytime tonight
+Tonight it's partytime, it's partytime tonight
+Tonight it's partytime, it's partytime tonight
+
+[Verse 3]
+I don't care 'cause me do not fear
+Boom ti boom ri straight to ya ear
+Best beware when you come around here
+Don't you dare come unprepared
+Misdemeanor watch dem suckerz sleep sleep
+Got dem keys to the jeep beep beep
+Misdemeanor put it pon ya leak
+Ride the beat on the 1 2 treat [BLAH]
+
+[Hook]
+Tonight it's partytime, it's partytime tonight
+Tonight it's partytime, it's partytime tonight
+Tonight it's partytime, it's partytime tonight
+Tonight it's partytime, it's partytime tonight
+**************************************************
+Dats What I’m Talkin’ Bout[Missy]
+Uhhhh
+Ahhhh!
+
+Have you ever been in the mind of a virgin?
+It gets hot and curious (And ooaaa)
+Well let me take you there
+Are you ready, boy?
+Come on baby, strap up, cause it might get serious (uh ooaaa!)
+Now there will be some heat and some friction
+Don't get alarmed cause I'll put ice just to chill the night (I'm just being polite)
+And I want to see if you're into it
+Intimate kisses and huggings so sentiment (ohhhhh!)
+With you I might wanna spend my life
+
+[Chorus 1]
+You make the freak come up out me
+Dats what I'm talkin' bout
+Go 'head like it's my birthday
+Dat-dats what I'm talking bout
+You make me say oooaa! 'til I can't speak
+Dats what I'm talkin' bout
+Baby dat-dats what I'm talking bout
+Dat-dats what I'm talkin' bout
+
+You don't know just what you do, yea
+Dats what I'm talkin' bout
+When I'm rocking, slow dance with you
+Dat-dats what I'm talking bout
+Cause you put chills on my arm when we kiss, yea
+Dats what I'm talkin' bout
+Baby that-that's what I'm talking bout
+Dat-dats what I'm talking bout..
+ALRIGHT!
+
+[R. Kelly]
+Now all I wanna do is, baby
+Is make your dove cry and make your body scream like
+(AAHHHHH!)
+Bet your bottam dollar
+Can make you believe that you can fly (Yea)
+Well, one hit of this sex weed
+Guaranteed to get you high
+Like a mutha for ya (No, baby)
+You won't even know what day it is
+Cause after I come from downtown
+Girl I'ma wanna go another round, yea
+Until you tell me R Kells please stop
+Put it like this
+It's like fresh up out the kitchen
+The way I got your oven so hot, mama
+I'ma hit from the back, and the front, then the side, then bounce it up
+And down like this
+And baby, everyone gonna say you're a pimp
+Cause I'ma have ya walking with a limp
+
+[Chorus 2]
+You make the freak come up out me
+Dats what I'm talkin' bout
+Go 'head like it's my birthday
+Dat-dats what I'm talking bout
+You make me say oooaa! 'til I can't speak
+Dats what I'm talkin' bout
+Baby dat-dats what I'm talking bout
+Dat-dats what I'm talking bout
+
+You don't know just what you do, yea
+Dats what I'm talkin' bout
+When I'm rocking, slow dance with you
+Dat-dats what I'm talking bout
+Cause you put chills on my arm when we kiss, yea
+Dats what I'm talkin' bout
+Baby dat-dats what I'm talking bout
+Dat-dats what I'm talking bout
+
+[BRIDGE: Missy]
+Sex me, like me
+Kiss me, hold me
+Touch me, feel me
+Do me baby, yea
+
+Cause..
+Sex me, like me
+Kiss me, hold me
+Touch me, feel me
+Do me baby, yea
+(R. Kelly: This is the greatest bridge I ever heard)
+
+ALRIGHT!
+
+Yea, Fo shizzle my nizzle
+You sho nuff the dizzle
+And that's on the rizzle, ooooo
+Boy, you feel me sizzle (Boy you feel me sizzle)
+So sweet helped me do almost anything
+
+[Chorus 2] w/ad-libs
+
+[MUSIC FADES]
+**************************************************
+Mr. D.J.[Intro: Lady Saw & (Timbaland)]
+It's all about (Yo)
+Lady Saw and Missy (Can you feel me?)
+An the next thing is about (Yo)
+The big Bashment party (Can you feel me, what?)
+I'm feelin' you Timbaland, I'm feelin' you (Yo)
+Yo! (Can you feel me, what?)
+And we wind up when we a listen dis now, check, ay!
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+There's the party
+I'm up in the club and I'm drinking
+I'm drunk off the Alizé
+As I hear the record spin it seems to take over me
+So I move side to side and it's something inside that controls me
+As I walk to the D.J. and I say
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+"Mr. D.J., spin it one more time
+We gonna play it back to back, we gon' rock it two times
+Move your feet with me, move your hands with me
+See how easy it's gon' be for you and me, you see
+Mr. D.J., spin it one more time
+We gonna play it back to back, we gon' rock it two times
+Move your feet with me, move your hands with me
+See how easy it's gon' be for you..."
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+You say you're a baller
+'Cause you up in the club, fakin' like you got dough
+With your dollars
+To my people, spend they money, let me hear you holler
+We're gon' party like no other party, don't stop 'til the morning
+But before I go, this is what I say
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+"Mr. D.J., spin it one more time
+We gonna play it back to back, we gon' rock it two times
+Move your feet with me, move your hands with me
+See how easy it's gon' be for you and me, you see
+Mr. D.J., spin it one more time
+We gonna play it back to back, we gon' rock it two times
+Move your feet with me, move your hands with me
+See how easy it's gon' be for you..."
+
+[Break: Timbaland distorted]
+M-I-S-S-Y
+Y-S-S-I-M, M-I-S-S-Y
+M-I-S-S-Y
+Y-S-S-I-M
+
+[Verse 3: Lady Saw]
+Yo, Mr. D.J., play that one more time
+So me and Missy Elliott can move we waistline, yo
+Tell the guy don't come waste we time
+'Cause we under the ganja plus the red wine, yo
+There's a party over here so say it's phat, ya know
+Let go me hand so me can look for man, ya now
+You see me face and me know that me red, ya know
+Buy all the bar 'cause me friend them rich, ya know
+Know, know, uh, what me say? Yo, yo
+We'll be dancin' until tomorrow
+No other party is slammin' you wan go
+Sweatin' and wettin' like me in a mi sauna
+Fit like me just done a dance with me tae-bo
+Bo, bo, uh, what me say, me say, yo
+Tell the D.J. fi play an no batta stop
+Spin it again rewind from the top
+Misdemeanor, the Saw, plus the Elliott
+When we drop ya da'no that's uh road
+Block, block, block, ya can't block
+Road block, block, a road block
+Ya da'no it's all about Missy Elliott
+Ya wan star ever thing is ever thing, seen?
+It's a party, and ya da'no it's all about weight, ya!
+Ay, cut!
+
+[Instrumental Outro]
+**************************************************
+Click Clack[Missy Elliott]
+When I walk up in the club, they be pushin
+Misdemeanor got that ice to keep them lookin
+Crop top, drop top on my Phantom man
+They trippin and them haters just pussies
+Feelin on me, feelin on me like a porn star
+I drive fast car, still shave my cho-cha
+Get the cash, get the cheddar, get the beams mean
+Ching-a-ling, bling-bling, my money real green
+
+[Chorus]
+Who dat, who dat, playa betta fall back
+So step back, playa betta fall back
+Click clack, cock back, semi automatic track
+Drink a lot of similac, shorty betta fall back
+
+I fall down, get up, then I gotta dust it off
+Say you dust it off?!
+Yeah I quickly dust it off
+I'm off the walls, I do brawls
+I don't stall, yes it's on
+Said it strong, I can't be cloned
+You can call me Mike Jones
+3-0-5 2-1-2 8-0-4 is my cell
+Yall must dumb as hell
+If you think that is my cell
+Hotel, motel, holiday don't play
+Around the way, O.J.,yeah, I'm so icey
+What them haters say, Misdemeanor okay
+Call me 4 play, position more than 40 ways
+Like a chocolate glaze, I'm hotter than a summer day
+Stingray, Sugar Ray
+Knuckles all up in your face
+
+[Chorus]
+Who dat, who dat, playa betta fall back
+So step back, playa betta fall back
+Click clack, cock back, semi automatic track
+Drink a lot of similac, shorty betta fall back
+
+I blocka-blocka, straight jocka
+Matter fact, the face snappa
+Money stacka, no slacka
+Hit record, gun strappa
+I hit-hit, hear my click-click
+Two snaps, you hit
+Then I click-click
+I make cash, pay them bills
+I pay them bills to buy new wheels
+I wear high hills, I touch and feel
+Catch me in your mans grill
+My record deal, my movie deal
+Is super sick-sick, I click-click
+And if you doubt me I'll click-click
+Smack dem boi's, I will destroy
+Hit-hit, straight down and spilt-spilt ya boi
+I kick-kick like karate flicks-flicks
+Ya get ya ass bit, don't make me have click
+
+[Chorus]
+Who dat, who dat, playa betta fall back
+So step back, playa betta fall back
+Click clack, cock back, semi automatic track
+Drink a lot of similac, shorty betta fall back
+**************************************************
+Gossip Folks (Mousse T’s Original Alternative)(People)
+Yo, yo yo move out of the way
+We got Missy Elliott coming through
+Girl that is Missy Elliott she lost a lot of weight
+Girl I heard she eats one cracker a day
+Oh well I heard the bitch was married to Tim and started fucking with Trina
+I heard the bitch got hit with three zebras and a monkey
+I can't stand the bitch no way
+
+(Missy Elliott)
+When I walk up in the place
+I ain't gotta even speak
+I'm a bad mama jama goddammit motherfucker you ain't gotta like me
+How you studying these hoes
+Need to talk what you know
+And stop talking bout who I'm sticking and licking just mad it ain't yours
+I know ya'll poor ya'll broke
+Ya'll job just hanging up clothes
+Step to me get burnt like toast
+Motherfuckers adios amigos
+Halves halves wholes wholes
+I don't brag I mostly boast
+From the VA to the LA coast
+Izzy kizzy izzy oh
+
+[Chorus]
+Millze gillzers sillzsomebillzody pillzays dizzuble dizzutch
+Whozzo?
+My gizzirl!
+Brillzing her izzin!
+Izzo kizzay
+Izzall rizzight
+Izzo kizzay
+Izzall rizzight! Nizzow wellzee willzill zillsee
+
+Did you know
+About the Gossip Folk
+That did the oakey-doak
+And Missy had to smoke
+Them cos she's dope...
+Super dope...
+And she is fly...
+So super fly...
+
+(Missy Elliott)
+When I pull up in my whip
+Bitches wanna talk shit
+I'm driving I'm glad and I'm styling
+In these muthafuckas eyes did you see it?
+I'm gripping these curbs
+Skurr, did ya heard
+I love em, my feathers, my furs
+I fly like a bird
+Chicken heads on the prowl
+Who you trying fuck now
+Naw you ain't getting loud
+Better calm down for I smack your ass down
+I need my drum bass high
+Has to be my snare strings horns and
+I need my Tim sound
+Right, left
+Izzy kizzy looky here
+
+[Chorus]
+
+(Missy Elliott)
+I don't go out my house shorty
+You just waiting to see
+Who gon roll up in the club and then report that next week
+Just wanna see who I am fucking boy
+Sniffing some coke
+I know by the time I finish this line I'm a hear this on the radio
+
+(Ludacris)
+Yeah, uh huh, okay
+Once upon a time in College Park
+Where they live life fast and they scared of dark
+There was a little nigga by the name of Cris
+Nobody paid him any mind
+No one gave a shit
+Knowing he could rap
+No one lifted a hands
+So he went about his business and devised a plan
+Made a CD and then he hit the block
+50 thousand sold
+Seven dollars a pop
+Hold the phone
+Three years later
+Steeped out the swamp
+With ten and a half gators
+All around the world on the microphone
+Leaving the booth smelling like Burberry cologne
+Still riding chrome
+Got bitches in the kitchen
+Never home alone
+And he's on the grind
+Please let me know if he's on your mind
+And respect you'll give me
+Ludacris I live loud like Timmy
+Uh, had to clear these rumors
+I got a headache and it's not a tumor
+Get up on my lap and get my head sucked tight
+Sprayed so I never let the bed bugs bight
+Hard to the core
+Core to the right
+Drop down turn around pick a bale of cotton
+
+[Chorus]
+
+(People)
+Yo, straight up Missy killed that shit tonight for real
+I know I know, I don't even care about her being preganant by Michael Jackson (no)
+You know what we should do
+We should go get her album when it comes out
+There she go, there she go, there she
+Hiiiii Misssy
+
+(Missy Elliott)
+Hi Missy?
+What's up fools?
+You think I ain't knowin yall broke Milli Vanilli
+Jay Jay fan wannabes ain't over here gossiping bout me?
+Yo how bout you buff these Pumas for 20 cents so your lights won't get cut off
+You soggy breasts, cow stomachs
+Yo take those baby GAP shirts off, too
+You just mad cos Payless ran out of plastic pumps for the after party
+Yo by the way, go get my album
+Damn!
+**************************************************
+Ain’t That Funny(Intro: Missy)
+This is another Missy Elliot exclusive
+
+[Verse 1: Missy]
+I remember when yo ass was broke, so in love wit me
+You were always at home, always talkin bout
+"loan me this, loan me that, now gimme gimme"
+And then ya got doe, and decide ya wanna leave
+Gotta few chicks checkin for ya now, huh, you forgot about me
+(Ain't it funny)
+
+[Chorus]
+When ya man gets money
+I bet you can't find him
+But when he come home beggin
+You can't deny him
+Where he at when you need him?
+(he's out lookin cute)
+But when he need a few dollers
+He know who to run to
+
+[Verse 2]
+We would go out, I had to pay for everything
+I never had to worry about you fuckin 'round
+You used to tell me "Yea I love ya, No one above ya"
+Then I bought you clothes, I made ya look like a king
+Then the girls started flirtin wit ya ass, huh, and you forgot about me
+(Ain't it funny)
+
+[Chorus]
+
+[Hook]
+I'll be the one you runnin to
+When yo pockets is low
+And you outta cash flow
+And the chicks don't want you no mo'
+
+(Beat comes back in)
+
+Be the one you runnin to
+When you got no mo' gas
+In those buses, catchin cabs
+And the chicks don't see you no mo'
+
+[Chorus]
+**************************************************
+...So Addictive[Missy & Tweet]
+I know some of y'all sick of songs y'all be hearin' on the radio, oh (Oh)
+So me and Timbaland gon' give that shit you never heard before
+(Shit you never heard before, oh)
+It's like drinkin' liquor or weed or X, whatever does you the best
+My beats are so (So) addictive
+Come on, get krunk with me
+See if you're ridin' down the street
+And you're 'bout to roll that shit up
+You don't need drugs or weed
+Oh nah, you ain't smokin' that stank shit up in my car
+Get your feet off my dashboard
+Come on, get krunk with me
+Oh yeah, you wanna get krunk though?
+Well, pop this CD in right here and take a hit of me (My album is so addictive)
+'Cause my album is so addictive
+Man, bump this ballad shit
+**************************************************
+We Run This (Stick It edit)Sick tape, volume two!
+Believe it!
+Hoh! Hoh!
+Let me switch up the game
+
+On the flo' I fall back
+Step back cause I might put it on ya
+I go deep, so deep then I sleep
+So sweep cross the floor
+Like a broom with my feet
+
+You don't want me have to show ya
+How I hop on the beam, flip it over
+What up? I'm tore up, sho nuff
+I ain't scared to take it off
+(Misdemeanor take it off)
+
+Tipsy and I feel good
+(Feel good)
+Stop a track put on your woods
+Into it, I do it, I dud it
+If you really, really want it
+Then playas stop frontin'
+(Stop frontin')
+
+Hey boy you know I'm your type
+(Your type)
+5'2 and wear my jeans real tight
+My curves they swerve so superb
+My word is my word and I came to serve
+
+Cause we what?
+We run this
+What?
+We run this
+What?
+We run this
+Oh, oh, oh
+
+It don't matter where you from it's where you at
+And if you came to freak-a-leak don't tip your hat baby
+
+East coast, west coast
+Down south, represent your coast, c'mon
+Yeah we run this, and yeah we run this
+Y'all don't want it 'cause my coast run it
+
+Oh, we run this here
+We run this here
+
+Wanna pull my hair? Break my back?
+For the right money we gonna do it like that
+Back to back, I can't even keep track
+We gon' show you how to pick a few stacks
+
+Look at dis girl, does she look good?
+You can look baby boy, but please don't touch
+Look at how you makin' me blush
+I'm enough to go around, so people don't push
+
+Wanna see my goods? Oh hush
+Party people look in the club
+See my diamonds they shine like glittas
+So many karats they look like crittas
+
+And we gon' party all night
+With a flashlight wave your hands like a kite
+I like to keep the people hype
+Somebody here, can you hand me my mic?
+
+Cause we what?
+We run this
+What?
+We run this
+What?
+We run this
+Oh, oh, oh
+
+It don't matter where you from, it's where you at
+And if you came to freak-a-leak don't tip your hat baby
+
+East coast, west coast
+Down south, represent your coast
+Yeah we run this, and yeah we run this
+Y'all don't want it 'cause my coast run it
+
+Oh, we run this here
+We run this here
+
+Is my ladies in the place y'all?
+(Oh yeah)
+Is my fellas in the place y'all?
+(Oh yeah)
+Oh get your back up off the wall
+(Oh yeah)
+Cause we fin to blow the roof off
+(Oh yeah)
+
+And watch me Bogart, get on the ground
+Do a one two start, do it with my squad
+Cause we rollin' it hard, and it's for all o' y'all
+And this is how we ball, cause we some superstars
+
+Say oh yeah, hands in the air
+Like oh yeah, cause we don't care
+If you wear fake hair and you got fake nails
+Ladies where you at? Right here!
+
+We run this
+We run this
+We run this
+Let it roll
+
+We run this
+**************************************************
+4 My People (Basement Jaxx Remix)[Intro]
+Yo, yo, yo, yo get it right
+
+[Verse 1]
+The party's jumping
+I see something fine
+Boy I wanna kiss you
+But I'm just too shy
+Let me dance with you
+Let me wear you out
+Here's a glass of orange juice
+Let's go X it out
+The music's banging
+Way down in my soul
+When you dance behind me
+I lose all control
+Make me grind my hips
+Make me move my waist
+When the music come on
+You take my breath away
+
+[Chorus]
+This is for my people
+My party people
+And this is for my people
+My ecstasying people
+Come on, get down
+Come on, get down
+
+This is for my people
+My party people
+And this is for my people
+My ecstasying people
+Come on, get down
+Come on, get down
+
+[Verse 2]
+I'm at the bar now
+And I'm buying drinks
+And I got this feeling
+And it's all over me
+I wanna dance with you
+Let me lick your face
+Meet me on the dance floor
+To feel some ecstasy
+The vibe is right now
+And I'm bout to score
+Mr. DJ can you...
+Play this joint once more
+'Cause I see the man I want
+I want him right away
+I look him right in his face
+And say dance with me
+
+[Chorus]
+This is for my people
+My party people
+And this is for my people
+My ecstasying people
+Come on, get down
+Come on, get down
+
+This is for my people
+My party people
+And this is for my people
+My ecstasying people
+Come on, get down
+Come on, get down
+
+[Break]
+Freak that
+Freak that
+Freak that
+Freak that
+Freak that
+Freak that
+Freak that
+Freak that, freak that, freak that, freak that
+
+[Bridge]
+Freak that
+Come here baby
+Grab me from the back
+Baby you the mack
+And you know that
+Put the needle on the track
+Skip that flip that bring the beat back
+Oh freak that
+Come here baby
+Grab me from the back
+Baby you the mack
+And you know that
+Put the needle on the track
+Skip that flip that bring the beat back
+
+[Chorus]
+This is for my people
+My party people
+And this is for my people
+My ecstasying people
+Come on, get down
+Come on, get down
+
+This is for my people
+My party people
+And this is for my people
+My ecstasying people
+Come on, get down
+Come on, get down
+**************************************************
+Spelling Bee[Hook]
+I hope you can s-p-e-l-l
+Nigga please you don't know me that well
+I got a truck sittin on sprewells
+My flow tight as h-e-l-l
+
+[Verse 1]
+If you is a h-o-e get a j-o-b
+I'm h-o-t on the t-o-p
+Mister Mosely get the b-e-a-t
+Dont copy this here cause I done d-i-d
+It could get h-e-c-t-i-c
+F-i-s-t in your f-a-c-e
+Y'all don't know how crazy Missy be
+Don't toy me I'm outta y'all leauge
+Yes I'm bulletproof
+Bitches I ain't foolin' you
+You better learn a thing or two
+You don't really want it boo
+
+[Hook]
+I hope you can s-p-e-l-l
+Nigga please you don't know me that well
+I got a truck sittin on sprewells
+My flow tight as h-e-l-l
+
+I hope you can s-p-e-l-l
+Nigga please you don't know me that well
+I got a truck sittin on sprewells
+My flow tight as h-e-l-l
+
+[Verse 2]
+You just crazy if you think you Jay-Z
+Sure ain't me cause I r-a-p
+I'm v-i-p not we that's me
+Timmy this beat is a h-i-t
+Listen to the t-r-a-c-k
+On the M-i-say from the motherfuckin' VA
+Y'all know k-i-g-e-r-ty
+If y'all ask me y'all style booty
+I hope you can s-p-e double L
+I'm double XL y'all can all kiss tail
+Y'all motherfuckers don't know me that well
+My level came next and I'm not RL
+And yes I'm bulletproof
+Bitches I ain't foolin' you
+You better learn a thing or two
+You don't really want it boo
+
+[Hook]
+I hope you can s-p-e-l-l
+Nigga please you don't know me that well
+I got a truck sittin' on sprewells
+My flow tight as h-e-l-l
+
+[Verse 3]
+I run yo block
+I run them block
+(Hah) Crack your windows cause I'm just that hot
+That you forgot I got a big knot
+(Cha-Ching) I must of hit the jackpot
+I must of hit the jackpot cause my purse don't lie
+The checks don't stop 'till they get writers block
+Besta call the cops cause it'll put you in shock
+Like the mind of 2Pac I'mma rock 'till I drop
+A-B-C-D-E-F-G
+H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P-U-S-S-Y thats pussy
+For the fake MC who test M-E
+And yes I'm bulletproof
+Bitches I ain't foolin' you
+You better learn a thing or two
+You don't really want it boo
+
+[Hook]
+I hope you can s-p-e-l-l
+Nigga please you don't know me that well
+I got a truck sittin on sprewells
+My flow tight as h-e-l-l
+**************************************************
+Play That Beat[Intro]
+Imma beat y'all, play that beat (5x)
+(This is a Missy Elliott exclusive)
+
+[1st Verse]
+When you wanna go around the world (I'm ready)
+And if you want me to fight your ex-girl for you (I'm ready 2x)
+If you need me to cook you meals (I'm ready)
+And if you want me to come and chill with you boy (Suga' I'm ready)
+
+[Chorus]
+You don't know how you got me
+I've never been in so, but not me
+I was always told not to be
+Givin' up the [cat] easy
+
+Something you do reminds me
+Friends be tryin' to stop me
+They can't believe you got me
+Givin' up the [cat] easy
+
+[2nd Verse]
+When you need a backrub from working all day (I'm ready)
+Uh when you need a chick to come over right away (I'm ready) (Like this)
+When you need me to wash your clothes boy (I'm ready)
+When you need me on the phone to curse out the hoes (Suga' I'm ready)
+
+[Chorus]
+
+Boy there ain't none quite like you
+Ask me and I'll always do
+Cuz' I got this thing for you
+You know what a little [cat] can do
+[Repeat]
+
+[Chorus]
+
+I'm ready when your baby momma trips
+So just call me come in doin' backwards flips
+My darling
+Would you like me bust her lips
+Cuz' I'm ready, show you I'm the realest chick
+And I love you
+I'll do what you want me to do
+I said I love you
+For you I'm more than a crew
+I'm Mrs. Do-right
+Can't go wrong with me
+I said R-E-D-Y
+Always on time
+Uh, come on
+**************************************************
+Don’t Be Cruel[Intro: Beenie Man, Missy]
+Zaga, Zaganaga, You hear she moans? Boom!
+Aye yo Monica
+Won't you help me and Timb change dis shit up again, yeah hit'em
+
+[Verse 1: Monica]
+Ooh you turn me on, so boy don't lie
+I will never share you with no other bitches, so don't try
+You all I want, like when Prince made doves cry
+And all I'm sayin to you is don't be cruel
+
+[Hook: Missy]
+Yo baby pop, yeah you, come and give me a kiss
+Betta make it fast, or else I'm gonna get pissed
+Don't you hear the music pumpin' hard, like I wish you would
+Now push it (awww), push it, push it real good
+
+[Verse 2: Monica]
+Don't get me wrong, that's just me
+I just want you to be all you can be like in the army
+Don't try to play me boy cuz I'm nobody's fool
+And all I'm sayin' to you is don't be cruel
+
+[Hook: Missy]
+Yo baby pop, yeah you, come and give me a kiss
+Betta make it fast, or else I'm gonna get pissed
+Don't you hear the music pumpin' hard, like I wish you would
+Now push it (awww), push it, push it real good
+
+[Break: Missy]
+Now, now, now wait a minute y'all
+This is for all the fly, sexy people
+So when I say get out on the floor
+Go to the floor, dance I said
+
+[Bridge: Beenie Man]
+Gala
+(Yea)
+Run to me one and only bed
+(Yea)
+Run man, run get ya rag
+(Yea)
+Girls if ya holla give me head
+Call 9-1-1 cuz one more dead now
+(Yea)
+Run to me one and only bed
+(Yea)
+Run man, run get ya rag
+(Yea)
+[?] every last said
+Call 9-1-1 cuz one more dead now
+
+[Verse 3: Beenie Man]
+Drop dem shings and let's get busy girl
+Hold on tight and don't get dizzy girl
+Sorry for ya dizzy, got me on I be fizzy or a kizzy
+Just woke up in my bedroom wizzy
+While ya on break let yo kitty air
+Like magic song at 3rd, like a pier
+Girl you bout to explode ya frontier
+Cuz I got got my doctorate as, a poonany engineer
+See ya know ya can olly-wa
+Early heard I came here wit cha
+Don't be mockin, ya not ordering me chalk
+You got to learn a lesson, not a walk in the park, yo
+Let's show'em how to punk dem out
+Max'em out like me credit card
+I'm talkin bout don't take me a fraud
+Burn you a [?]
+
+[Bridge: Beenie Man]
+Gala
+(Yea)
+Run to me one and only bed
+(Yea)
+Run man, run get ya rag
+(Yea)
+Girls if ya holla give me head
+Call 9-1-1 cuz one more dead now
+(Yea)
+Run to me one and only bed
+(Yea)
+Run man, run get ya rag
+(Yea)
+[?] every last said
+Call 9-1-1 cuz one more dead now
+
+[Hook: Missy]
+Yo baby pop, yeah you, come and give me a kiss
+Betta make it fast, or else I'm gonna get pissed
+Don't you hear the music pumpin' hard, like I wish you would
+Now push it (awww), push it, push it real good
+
+[Toyz skit: Missy, Sache, Antonio]
+Lemme run up in this Pleasure World, get me some toys
+Throw on this ball-cap too so these mothafuckers won't know who I am (*Whistles*)
+This Sache, welcome to Pleasure World, may I help you find somethin'?
+Um, yeah, I was wondering if you carried the tidal waves, butterfly bullets, rabbits, jawa G-spot and megablasters?
+Well we got all the rest of that stuff, but the megablasters, we are clean out of megablasters. Heather Hunter just came in here and bought the last ten, don't ask me what she doin' with ten of em but she came in here and bought the last ten. Mmhm
+Oh, damn, ten, okay
+Yeah...
+Uh, well lemme get uh...
+Ah wha-wha-wha, hol-up. You Missy Elliott? Cuz you look just like Missy Elliott
+Nah, nah
+Are you Missy Elliott?
+Nah, chill, chill
+Nah, y'all got them same teeth, same lips, same hoop earrings, you Missy Elliott ain't ya? (Shh, shh)
+I ain't gon tell nobody you in here girl, Antonio, don't this look like Missy Elliott? Come here! (Oh, god)
+Dang, that's Missy Elliott, oh shit!
+I told ya, I told ya, ahh Can I get yo autograph? Aw come on take a picture by the time ware (Aw man)
+Come on, come on!
+Cheese
+Yeah, look thanks for shopping at Pleasure World and don't forget your bag of Toyz
+**************************************************
+Old School Joint[Intro]
+Flip the beat
+Oh yeah, I'm feelin' this one
+You remember back in the old school days? (Yeah)
+You used to have joints like this
+And you'd be up in the club dancin like your moms and your pops
+Haha, I know y'all know what I'm talkin' about
+So we gon' flip it like this, ooh, ooh
+
+[Verse 1]
+Before you take me out, let's have a conversation
+No touchy-touchy 'cause it might lead to havin' relations
+Let's get to the point, boy, no abbreviations
+Don't wanna give it up too quick, I wanna build up anticipation
+
+[Chorus]
+Once you get me, will you know how to act?
+Will you do me right? (Ooh, I need to know, I need to know)
+Once you get me, will you keep my pockets fat?
+Keep me lookin' tight? (Ooh-oh, yeah, yeah)
+
+[Verse 2]
+I wanna give it some time and get to know each other
+Let's be friends before we think about bein' lovers
+Ain't no need to rush it if this is forever
+If you wait on this love, I promise it'll get mo' better and better
+
+[Chorus]
+Once you get me, will you know how to act?
+Will you do me right? (Do me right, oh-oh)
+Once you get me, will you keep my pockets fat?
+Keep me lookin' tight? (Lookin' tight, oh-oh)
+
+[Bridge]
+Flashlights (Flashlight)
+Neon lights (Neon light)
+Party rides (Oh), all night (Oh)
+Love me right, keep me lookin' tight (Lookin' tight)
+So nice (So nice)
+That's what I like (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
+
+[Chorus]
+Once you get me, will you know how to act?
+Will you do me right? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
+Once you get me, will you keep my pockets fat?
+Keep me lookin' tight? (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
+Once you get me, will you know how to act?
+Will you do me right? (All night)
+Once you get me, will you keep my pockets fat?
+Keep me lookin' tight? (Lookin' tight, oh-oh)
+**************************************************
+Pass The DutchListen up everyone! We have been just informed
+That there's an unknown virus that's attacking all clubs
+Symptoms have been said to be heaving breathing
+Wild dancing, coughing, so when you hear the sound
+Who, di, whoo, run for cover
+
+Woo, ahh, daddy, ooh, ah, oh, ooh
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+(Ah, ooh)
+Pass that dutch pass that dutch
+(Ah, ah)
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+(Ah, ah)
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+(Whoo)
+
+Misdemeanor on the flow, pretty boy here I come
+Pumps in the bunk make you wanna hurt something
+I can take your man I don't have to sex em
+Hang em out the window call me Micheal Jackson
+
+I'm a pain in your rectum, I am that bitch y'all slept on
+Heavy hitter, rhyme spitter, call me Re-Run
+Hey hey hey, I'm what's happenin', now to get my drink
+(That's right!)
+Shake ya ass till it stink
+(That's right!)
+Mr. Mos' on the beat
+(That's right!)
+Put it down for the streets
+(That's right!)
+
+(Who, di, whoo)
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Come on pass the dutch baby!
+(Ahh)
+Shake, shake, shake ya stuff baby
+(Who, di, whoo)
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat
+(Ahh)
+Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet
+
+Number one, drums go bump, bump, bump
+This beat here will make you hoomp, boomp, jump
+If you's a fat one, put your clothes back on
+Before you start putting pot holes in my lawn
+
+Oh, my God, show em I'm large
+Shove my beat up, attack like my name was Saddam
+I am the bomb from New York to Milan
+And I can write a song sicker than Jeffrey Dahm'
+
+(Woop woop!)
+Don't touch my car alarm
+Break in my car you will hear "Viper Armed"
+I've been a superstar since Daddy Kane was raw
+I'm live on stage, c'mon a
+**************************************************
+Remember When[Intro: Missy]
+Baby, it's not true when they say all men are dogs
+Cause I know a lot of women who cheat
+I know you kinda wonder why I'm havin this conversation wit'chu
+Because I speak upon experience
+And if it's worth anything, I'll never cheat again
+Whoo!!
+
+[Verse 1: Missy]
+I know I may act stubborn boy
+But that don't mean I don't love you boy
+Please forgive me for my attitude
+When it seems I'm takin all my [shit] out on you
+I know I never said this here
+Let me make myself, loud and clear
+I appreciate the way you treat me
+I did a lot of things you still don't hate me
+
+[Hook]
+Remember when you caught me cheatin (Hey)
+Cheatin
+You said I stopped your heart from breathin (Stopped your heart) Breathin (Yes!)
+But you loved me so you forgave me (Oooh)
+'gave me
+When you could've went out and played me (Oh yeah)
+Played me
+
+[Verse 2: Missy]
+Am I a disappointment to you baby?
+Most of the time I'm wrong, makin excuses for abuses I've done
+Steppin all on your heart, but you never left me baby
+Say I'm sorry all the time, and any other guy would be gone
+But you stayin right by my side
+
+[Hook]
+Remember when you caught me cheatin (Ohh cheatin)
+Cheatin
+You said I stopped your heart from breathin (Stopped your heart) Breathin (Yes!)
+But you loved me so you forgave me (You said that you love me)
+'gave me (I know, oh I)
+When you could've went out and played me (Yeah)
+Played me
+
+[Bridge: Missy]
+And a love like this, and I can't play no games
+And it's hard to forgive it, but you didn't never complain (Yes)
+Didn't rub it in my face, just let me slide on by
+I know that every girl, wish she had you as a guy
+
+[Breakdown: Missy]
+WOO!
+Myyyyyyy, my oh myyy
+Whoa-ohhhhhh (HOLLA!)
+No no, no no - uhh, no no, Lord
+
+Cause a love like this, can't play no games
+And it's hard to forgive, things I did to you
+Let me slide on by (Huh)
+Yeah, have you ever...
+(YES!)
+
+[Verse 3: Missy]
+When I cheated you said you couldn't breathe [*inhale*]
+Said you couldn't breathe (YES!)
+Now I'm sittin here beggin on my knees
+Take me back, I'll do anything including plead (YES!)
+I didn't mean to burn a bridge three degree
+Like Fantasia said, let yourself be free (Whoo!)
+The truth be without me you'd succeed
+I'm sorry baby, please believe in you and me
+C'mon
+
+[Refrain: Missy]
+Ain't no love, better than you
+With all the pain, I put you through
+I've stook close and {?}
+And you still love me, yes you do (Ain't no love)
+
+Ain't no love, better than you
+With all the pain, I put you through
+I've stook close and {?}
+Without you here, what would I do
+
+[Outro: Scratched]
+Eww eww eww ewww, mmm mmm
+Eww eww eww ewww, mmm mmm
+Remember when you caught me cheatin
+**************************************************
+X-Tasy[Intro: Missy Elliott]
+Read between the lines
+Ecstasy, a place of fulfillment and fantasies
+Where your dreams become realities
+Mhm, ecstasy
+It enhances your most inner desire
+To become more free with your guts and feelings
+E-E-E-ecstasy
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+Boy, let me free your mind, lets hook up tonight
+Take you on a flight, high, high
+Make you warm inside, I won't waste your time
+My love is so divine, it feels like I'm on
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+Ecstasy, I'm willing, to do the things I said I wouldn't do
+On ecstasy, the feeling makes me feel like I'm in love with you
+
+[Verse 2: Missy]
+Boy look into my eyes, I'm so energized
+Make it last long time, touch me
+Everything feels sweet, my body feel your breeze
+Up all against me, it feels like I'm on
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+Ecstasy, I'm willing, to do the things I said I wouldn't do
+On ecstasy, the feeling makes me feel like I'm in love with you
+
+[Verse 3: Missy Elliott]
+Oh, it feels like I'm on, ecstasy
+You got my body jumpin' and doin' something
+Feel so free, I feel like making love to you
+So what you wanna do? (Ah, ah, ah)
+Ecstasy, you got my body jumpin' and doin' something
+Feel so free, I feel like making love to you
+So what you wanna do? (Ah, ah, ah)
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
+Ecstasy, I'm willing, to do all the things I said I wouldn't do
+On ecstasy, the feeling makes me feel like I'm in love with you
+**************************************************
+Step Off[Intro]
+I know you're not my man
+And you belong to someone else (Nah)
+Now come on in, and shut the door
+I'll make sure you enjoy yourself
+If you give me a try, before you deny I'm still in love wit' you
+Or maybe obsessed wit' you
+
+[Verse 1]
+Ow
+We don't make love no more (Mm-mm)
+We don't kiss and we don't hug like we used to (Used to)
+But I'm still in love with you
+Wait, wait a minute
+Now if I drive by your house (House)
+And see some bitch in your bed, under the spreads
+Giving you head
+Then I'm gonna turn it out (Hey)
+
+[Chorus]
+I'm the only one who keep you satisfied
+And though we're not together I remember what you like
+So tell them chicks to step off 'cause I fill your appetite
+And I'm the only woman who gon' do it like you like
+
+[Verse 2]
+(Hey, uh) What part don't you get? (Hey, hey)
+Even though I'm not your girl anymore
+And you don't want me no more (Ow)
+I deserve to know who you sleepin' wit' (Ooh yeah)
+Whatchu talkin' bout, Willis?
+Is she better then me? (Me, me)
+Do she cook? Do she clean? Do she sew? Do she steam? (Ow)
+Can she do these things? 'Cause I...
+
+[Chorus]
+I'm the only one who keep you satisfied
+And though we're not together I remember what you like
+So tell them chicks to step off 'cause I fill your appetite
+And I'm the only woman who gon' do it like you like
+
+[Bridge]
+I still love ya, baby
+Makes no difference to me
+And I still wantcha, baby
+Want to be the one you need
+The one you call on (Mm-mm)
+'Cause I'm the only one that make you feel good (Mm-mm)
+Sing it to me
+
+[Chorus]
+I'm the only one who keep you satisfied
+And though we're not together I remember what you like
+So tell them chicks to step off 'cause I fill your appetite
+And I'm the only woman who gon' do it like you like
+I'm the only one who keep you satisfied
+And though we're not together I remember what you like
+So tell them chicks to step off 'cause I fill your appetite
+And I'm the only woman who gon' do it like you like
+**************************************************
+Bite Our Style (Interlude)Me and Timbaland we make you wanna bite our style (Fa la la la la)
+Me and Timbaland we make you wanna bite our style (Eee fa la la la la)
+Me and Timbaland we make you wanna bite our style (Fa la la la la)
+Me and Timbaland we make you wanna bite our style
+Me and Timbaland our style's so superb
+Have you heard, have you heard?
+Me and Timbaland our style's so superb
+Have you heard, have you heard?
+Me and Timbaland our style's so superb (Say what)
+Have you heard the word?
+**************************************************
+Take Away (Remix)[Intro: Missy & Tweet]
+Oooooooooooh, yeah yeah
+
+[Verse 1: Missy (Tweet)]
+You're so incredible
+Ever since the day we became, we became.. so personal
+Everyday that I spend with you it gets.. unforgettable
+Anything that I did with you, I don't.. regret at all
+(I love everything about you, yeah)
+
+[Chorus: Missy (Tweet)]
+Take away, your gold and platinum chains
+(Your love for me is platinum, baby)
+Cause I'm gon' love, love you anyway
+(Oh, love you... anyaway)
+I'm not in it for, for the love of cash
+(It's not your dough, cuz I)
+Cause if you go broke, I gotta make it last
+
+[Missy & Tweet]
+Goin' nowhere, nowhere, nowhere..
+
+[Verse 2: Ginuwine]
+Let's make, it national
+I want the whole world to know
+I'm with you, and I'm.. in love
+Ain't no girl in this world
+Can fill your shoes, none not at all
+The things you do for me is so.. unbelievable
+And you can take away all the platinum chains
+
+[Chorus: Missy (Ginuwine)]
+Take away, your gold and platinum chains
+Cause I'm gon love, love you anyway
+(I'ma love you anyway, yes I am)
+I'm not in it for, for the love of cash
+(I'm only in it for the love of you)
+Cause if you go broke I gotta make it last
+(I gotta make it last baby)
+
+[Bridge: Missy & Ginuwine (Tweet)]
+I just wanna be the perfect match (I just...)
+You don't even have to ask.. (You don't... have to ask)
+I just wanna be the perfect match (I just...)
+We become so attached.. (We become... sooooooooooooooooo)
+I just wanna be the perfect match
+You don't even have to ask.. (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
+I just wanna be the perfect match
+We become so attached..
+(Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeahhhhhhhhhh)
+
+[computer voice]
+Now can you hold me, now can you feel me
+Now can you get near me..
+For once in your lifetime, for once in your lifetime
+Now can you hold me, now can you feel me
+Now can you get near me..
+For once in your lifetime, for once in your lifetime
+
+[Chorus: Missy]
+Take away, your gold and platinum chains
+Cause I'm gon' love, love you anyway
+I'm not in it for, for the love of cash
+Cause if you go broke, I gotta make it last
+**************************************************
+P***ycatThis is another missy elliott exclusive
+
+Its all for the love
+But there is more things that keep A man satisfied(Oh come on)
+And I know the remedy just to cure him from
+Cheating even if he tried hey
+
+Pussy don't fail me now
+I gotta turn this nigga out
+So he don't want nobody else
+But me and only me
+Pussy don't fail me now
+I gotta turn this nigga out
+So he don't want nobody else
+But me and only me(Only me)
+
+I know he's A man and men have intentions(Intentions)
+To sleep with someone else(Umm oh, oh)
+But that's why when I make love to him
+I'm ruling(Come on)
+Try to give him my best(Oh please) hey
+
+Pussy don't fail me now(Fail me now)
+I gotta turn this nigga out
+So he don't want nobody else(No body)
+But me and only me(Ohhhhhh)
+
+Pussy don't fail me now (Fail me now)
+I gotta turn this nigga out
+So he don't want nobody else (No)
+But me and only me
+
+As long as the pussy good
+Its alright
+Ain't gotta worry about my man
+'cause he knows ma's
+Is one of A kind
+And that's why he keeps staying(Stayin)
+The pussy good
+Its alright
+Ain't gotta worry about my man
+'cause he know ma's
+Is one of A kind(Come on)
+And that's why he keeps staying
+
+Look ma
+Yea you got the bomb and work
+That prissy stuff
+Glad it ain't the gushy stuff
+(That cushy stuff?)
+I don't like the mushy butts
+I wish we was
+Like puffy over jennifer
+Him and her
+Too much like I and we
+(And what that mean?)
+We just love the booty
+All we see in 3D is um
+Booty, booty, booty, booty
+
+Oh really
+Do me, do me, do me, do me
+Run through me like fluid go through an iv
+That's good imma make sure you never will leave
+Can I put my booty booty
+Up in your spaghetti?
+Daddy
+
+Are you ready for sacary from me
+Pussy gushy mushy what more you want from me
+'cause my feelins hit the ceiling what you want me to be
+Oh please pussy don't mess it up for me
+C'mon
+
+Pussy don't fail me now (Fail me now)
+I gotta turn this nigga out
+So he don't want nobody else(Nobody else)
+But me and only me
+
+Pussy don't fail me now (Fail me now)
+I gotta turn this nigga out
+So he don't want nobody else
+But me and only me(Ohhh)
+
+Missy speaking:
+
+Pussy don't fail me now
+I gotta turn this nigga out
+So he don't want nobody else
+But me and only me
+
+Pussy don't fail me now
+I wanna turn this nigga out
+So he don't want no body else
+But me and only me
+**************************************************
+Is This Our Last Time[Intro: Missy]
+Yeah, ok, y'all know how I do it
+From old school rap to old school R&B
+Yep, that's me, heh
+We gon' do it one time like this
+Oh, oh, come on
+
+[Verse 1: Missy]
+I remember when we first made love (yeah)
+It was so good
+Nigga I was whipped and all into it (yeah)
+Off of that good wood (come on)
+And if I could I would pursue it
+But you won't let me do it (yeah)
+I'm like the first time around with playboy
+You keep putting me down (mm)
+I can't keep running away from you (hah)
+But the sex don't feel the same (uh), no, no, no (whoo)
+You don't hold me nor kiss me like you used to
+I can tell your feelings changed (ooh, come on)
+It must be some other bitch that's taken up your time (hah)
+If it is then let me know (uh), ohh (ooh)
+So I won't call you over to taste a piece of this good pie
+Why you don't fuck me like before (yeah)
+
+[Chorus: Missy]
+I like the first time, I like the first time
+I like the first time, I like the first time
+I like the first time, talking bout the second time
+I like the first time, I like the first time
+I like the first time, I like the first time
+I like the first time, talking bout the second time
+
+[Verse 2: Missy]
+I remember when we first made love (uh)
+It felt so good you made me cry, mm, mm, mm, aha
+But now you just rush to get it over (come on)
+And it don't (uh) feel like the first time (ah)
+
+[Chorus: Missy]
+I like the first time, I like the first time
+I like the first time, I like the first time (aha)
+I like the first time, talking bout the second time (yeah)
+I like the first time, I like the first time (uh)
+I like the first time, I like the first time (ah, come on)
+I like the first time, talking bout the second time (uh)
+
+[Verse 3: Fabolous]
+Yeah you probably the first girl I'm sprung on
+I'm hung on the spots (yeah)
+Put your lips and tongue on, you made me a fan
+I took the cards that you dealt and made me a hand, aha
+It's the feelings that I felt that made me a man, aha
+Now I'm fighting to get it back like Mike Tyson
+I wanna grab my helmet and ride but you took my bike license
+I just wanna do it like we did it before, uh
+Cinderella you was with it before (ooh)
+Now when I bring your slipper you act like you don't fit it no more
+Like I got it, but I can't get it no more
+And I ain't usually a chaser cause write with my pencil
+But also know how to use my eraser, yeah
+And at the present time I think about the past, uh
+Think about yo ass, uh, and can I see it in the future
+If I see ya I'll salute ya
+Cause for your loving I'm a soldier
+Mommy, I thought I told ya
+
+[Bridge: Missy]
+Why you dogging me out (aha), is this our last time (uh, uh)
+Say it again, why you doggin me out
+Oh what shall I do (oh), yeah (mm)
+Tell me what I've done to you, oh (come on)
+
+[Break: Missy]
+Yeah, aha, let the beat ride, hah, mm
+Then work that, work that, work that, work that, uh
+Yeah, hah, let the beat ride, uh
+Come on and work that, come on and work that
+Come on, come on, sing
+
+[Chorus: Missy]
+I like the first time, I like the first time (come on)
+I like the first time, I like the first time (aha)
+I like the first time, talking bout the second time (whoo)
+I like the first time, I like the first time (hah)
+I like the first time, I like the first time (yeah)
+I like the first time, talking bout the second time (uh, come on)
+
+[Ragtime Interlude: Missy]
+I was chillin by the bar at the club, yeah
+Decided just to buy me a drink
+Two shots, I was so tore up (Yeah)
+I said no more Patron for me
+So I crawled to my car
+And I turned my radio on
+And guess what I heard?
+Yo, lemme stop playin with you mothafuckers, drop the beat
+**************************************************
+We Did It[Intro (Breathing throughout)]
+Zhicka, zhicka, zhicka, uh
+Uh huh
+Zhicka, zhicka, zhicka, zhicka, uh
+Uh, mhmm
+Ahhhh
+
+[Verse 1]
+We made love, now you gone
+Now you don't wanna claim me no more
+Told your boys, you never knew
+You never kissed or held me in your arms
+How dare you even leave
+Me looking like I'm lying on you
+When you said it's all 'bout me
+I believe it cuz you made believe
+
+[Chorus]
+If you did it, then you did it
+Boy, you don't have to lie
+Once you hit, then you hit it
+I'm no chick on the side
+Just forget it, gon' omit it
+Don't you, don't you dare try
+You done hit it, you done hit it
+More than, more than two times
+
+If you did it, then you did it
+Boy, you don't have to lie
+Once you hit, then you hit it
+I'm no chick on the side
+Just forget it, gon' omit it
+Don't you, don't you dare try
+You done hit it, you done hit it
+More than, more than two times
+
+[Verse 2]
+You changed the phone, won't call me back
+Now I can't even get in touch wit' you
+See how you do, I never knew
+That you would deny this love I'm servin' you
+That ain't cool, I'm hatin' you
+Because you was the first to make the move
+Now you say you never knew
+You make your boys think that I'm some crazy fool (Oh)
+
+[Chorus]
+If you did it, then you did it
+Boy, you don't have to lie
+Once you hit, then you hit it
+I'm no chick on the side
+Just forget it, gon' omit it
+Don't you, don't you dare try
+You done hit it, you done hit it
+More than, more than two times
+
+If you did it, then you did it
+Boy, you don't have to lie
+Once you hit, then you hit it
+I'm no chick on the side
+Just forget it, gon' omit it
+Don't you, don't you dare try
+You done hit it, you done hit it
+More than, more than two times
+
+[Verse 3]
+You know we did it, yep we did it boy
+Why must you lie?
+I drove your whip, you picked me up
+You told me, meet you outside
+We had some blunts like what the..
+Gettin' high in your ride
+Getting mushy, want some pussy
+Get your biggest supply
+Yeah, we did it, you was with it
+That was all on your mind
+Then you hit it, can't admit it
+Then you wastin' my time
+I won't forget it, need to quit it
+Put it all behind
+Why you did it, why you did it
+If you gon' have to lie
+
+[Bridge]
+Lonely, phony
+Sex me then you disown me
+Homies told me
+This is how all dogs will be
+
+Lonely, phony
+Sex me then you disown me
+Homies told me
+This is how all dogs will be (Zhicka, zhicka, zhicka, zhicka, uh)
+
+[Chorus]
+If you did it, then you did it
+Boy, you don't have to lie
+Once you hit, then you hit it
+I'm no chick on the side
+Just forget it, gon' omit it
+Don't you, don't you dare try
+You done hit it, you done hit it
+More than, more than two times
+
+If you did it, then you did it
+Boy, you don't have to lie
+Once you hit, then you hit it
+I'm no chick on the side
+Just forget it, gon' omit it
+Don't you, don't you dare try
+You done hit it, you done hit it
+More than, more than two times
+
+If you did it, then you did it
+Boy, you don't have to lie
+Once you hit, then you hit it
+I'm no chick on the side
+Just forget it, gon' omit it
+Don't you, don't you dare try
+You done hit it, you done hit it
+More than, more than two times
+
+If you did it, then you did it
+Boy, you don't have to lie
+Once you hit, then you hit it
+I'm no chick on the side
+Just forget it, gon' omit it
+Don't you, don't you dare try
+You done hit it, you done hit it
+More than, more than two times
+
+[Outro]
+Yeah, yeah
+More than two times
+Uh, zhicka, zhicka, zhicka, uh
+**************************************************
+Pass That Dutch (Amended Version)[Missy]
+Run for cover, cover, cover
+
+[Young Buck]
+Remix, Missy, pass to me
+In the club without the dutches, it ain't known to me, yeah
+Fish food wrapped up in a peach
+Greenery gon' slur your speech like urrr
+
+[Missy] (Young Buck)
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch (yeah, it's the remix)
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch (it's ya boy)
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch (Young Buck in the mix, let's go)
+
+[Missy] (Young Buck)
+Misdemeanor on the floor, pretty boy here I come
+Pumps in the bunk, make you wanna hurt something
+I can take your man, I don't have to sex 'em
+Hang 'em out the window, call me Michael Jackson, hehehe
+I'm a pain in your rectum, I am that bitch y'all slept on
+Heavy hitter, rhyme spitter, call me re-run
+Hey, hey, hey, I'm what's happening (yeah)
+Now to get my drink, that's right
+Shake your ass till it stink, that's right
+Mr. Mo's on the beat, that's right
+Put it down for the streets, that's right
+
+[Missy] (Young Buck)
+Whooo
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch (yeah, it's the remix)
+Pass that dutch, come on pass the dutch baby (it's the remix)
+Shake, shake, shake your stuff baby
+Whooo
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat
+Don't stop, get it till your clothes get wet (get it on and get crazy)
+
+[Missy] (Young Buck)
+Number one, drums go bump, bump, bump
+This beat here will make you hump, bump, jump
+If you's a fat one put your clothes back on
+Before you start putting pot holes in my lawn (ah)
+Oh my God, show 'em I'm large
+Shove my beat up, attack like my name was Saddam
+I am the bomb from New York to Milan
+And I can write a song sicker than Jeffrey Dahm'
+*car alarm* Don't touch my car alarm
+Break in my car, you will hear viper armed
+I've been a superstar since Daddy Kane was raw
+I'm live on stage, come on and give me some applause
+*applause*
+Thank you, oh thank you, you all are so wonderful
+
+[Missy] (Young Buck)
+Whooo
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, come on pass the dutch baby
+Shake, shake, shake your stuff baby
+Whooo
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch (yeah, what up Miss)
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch (it's the Young Buck)
+Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat (ok I'm ready)
+Don't stop, get it till your clothes get wet
+
+[Young Buck] (Missy)
+It go (woohoo) run for cover
+Delivery's so good just mack your mother like
+Brothers barbeque
+And I will never really ever understand what you did started do
+I got a bottle of hypno you know I'm scorin'
+Throwback North Carolina, Jordan, yeah
+Young Buck's a heavyweight
+Because I handle my weight and I be carryin' weight now wait
+Ok, the jump off jumped off
+Play bullshit on the dancefloor, they run off
+No dough, I got nothing to come off
+Ok Miss, go and get your run off
+
+[Missy]
+Pop that, pop that, make that money
+Just keep it going like the Energizer bunny
+Shake that, shake that, move it all around
+Spank that, yank that dutch back now
+Freak him, freak her, whatever your choice
+Didn't come to judge, I cam to get you moist
+Scream, whoo whoo, now my voice is lost
+Can I get a ride on a white horse *horse*
+
+[Missy] (Young Buck)
+Whooo
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pass that dutch, come on pass the dutch baby
+Shake, shake, shake your stuff baby
+Whooo
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch (it's the remix)
+Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
+Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat
+Don't stop, get it till your clothes get wet
+
+[Young Buck]
+Young Buck playin' twister, not the game
+But the same colors ain't what I'm twistin' man
+I got a lot to go around
+You gettin' it over and over and over till the sundown
+Heavy breathing, cops chase me in a rundown
+Flow heat, so they holler put the gun down
+I'm like no, all I got is some goo-good
+They like yeah we know you, you from the hoo-hood
+I'm like sheesh, I be rappin'
+They like, yeah we know a nigga from the alliance, take action
+I know you hate me though
+I'm with the only female in the game makin' Oprah dope
+Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
+**************************************************
+Release The TensionI'm the best, and that's B and that's capital
+I hang low like testicles, MC's wanna copy these many flows
+Hoes, better back up, foe they get slapped up
+Pack up and go tell Mommy that I backed up you
+You you you, and your whole crew
+What, whatcha whatcha whatcha gon' do? uhh, what whatcha gon' do
+To me?, the M-I-double S-Y-E
+Wanna battle me, it's gonna be some tragedies
+
+[Verse One]
+Mmmm
+What's your name
+Cause you've got me
+You wanna know
+What it be like
+What the deal is
+Where my man at
+Can you get with me
+You say you got the things that I need
+What's your name
+Cause you've got me
+You wanna know
+Who I roll with
+Who I be with
+Who I'm down with
+Do I like to do the nasty things that you do
+
+[Chorus]
+Release some tension
+Break for, break for intermission
+For me and you, you start the kissing
+You'll see what you've been missing
+Release some, some of your tension
+Break for intermission
+For me and you, you start the kissing
+You'll see what you've been missing
+
+[VERSE TWO]
+Mmmmm
+You're so fine
+I wanna make you mine
+I wanna know
+Can I be with you
+Can you be with me
+On the count of three
+Me and you, we gon' get romantically
+You're so fine
+I wanna make you mine
+I wanna know
+Do you got a girl
+Is she good to you
+I bet she won't do the things that I'll do to you
+
+[Repeat Chorus]
+
+[Rap]
+Uh huh
+I be creeping and creeping
+With my peoples, my peoples
+With my homies, my homies
+We be smoking that reefer
+Trying to get (coughs) high
+Trying to get (coughs) high
+So I hit 'em with a broken bang (pop-pop)
+Turn me up a notch
+Neighbors wanna call the cops
+They can't stand to see me rock
+Every house is on the block
+Nigga knock
+Don't stop
+Nig-nig-nigga knock
+
+[Repeat Chorus]
+**************************************************
+Busta’s Outro[Verse: Busta Rhymes]
+And right about now with this particular time
+As we bring this LP to a close
+Busta Rhymes and the whole entire flip mode squad
+Would like to congratulate you all for being such a wonderful audience
+And taking the time outta your busy day to day livin’
+To do the knowledge, take in and observe and absorb and listen and feel the whole emotional roller coaster of this LP
+Thoroughly put together by Missy and Timbaland
+The official bang shit
+Hip-hop music, soul nusic, R&B music
+Y'all mothafuckas’ don’t know!
+This is that official full fledge shit
+And until the next time, y'all niggas stay safe, stay aware, and stay tuned
+Word is bond and we be back
+**************************************************
+Hurt SumthinYeah, this for all my mix show DJ's, underground DJ's and wannabe DJ's
+Who know how to get the party started, then spin it
+
+This is an introduction of what's about to come
+One nation under a groove
+Heartbeat, tight work, aw
+So for all you party people
+This is not rock and roll
+This is only for the clubs
+Heartbeat, tight work, aw
+
+Mister bartender, I need me a drink to really talk kink so can you pour 'em
+Smoke me something that make my eyes chink and wink out ya man see how I score 'em
+Check out my pants, the sexy way I dance, then switch my style again cos the method's borin'
+Make me a bill, a million dollar bill, I'm on top with you like Alicia fallin'
+See I came in this game and I kicked the door in
+Slept on me and you still get snorin'
+Don't you see I'm on fire, you still ignorin'
+That's why I'm rich and you still be poorin'
+This beat make you say how mercy Lord is
+My voice sound like I've been drinkin' forties
+A freak when I speak, I'm talkin' naughty
+Comin' soon in your hood, I will be tourin'
+
+Ah, get back, aw, we about to, we about to hurt somethin'
+Then you hear about how we keep the club jumpin'
+We gon' tear the roof off this mother sucker (jump, jump, jump, jump, jump)
+Take that, aw, we about to, we about to hurt somethin'
+Then you hear about how we keep the club jumpin'
+We gon' tear the roof off this mother sucker
+
+Why you want me to come out and play
+Over there pussycat (touché!)
+Exclusive ? for mix show DJ's
+I would give you one dollar if you play today
+I want to do the voulez vous coucher
+Do you like to eat a lot of sushi
+Look at me dance like I am chick fully
+Ay sucker what you say (ey, yeah, yeah, yeah)
+See I know how to rock the party
+Put your hands on that ass and spank somebody
+Got my hands up like somebody rob me
+Boy, if you got bait, let me see your money
+Small dick, get no chicks, I'm truly sorry
+But you get the fake digits, no need to call me
+Say what, shake your body
+Sh-sh-sh-sh-shake your body
+
+Ah, get back, aw, we about to, we about to hurt somethin'
+Then you hear about how we keep the club jumpin'
+We gon' tear the roof off this mother sucker (jump, jump, jump, jump, jump)
+Take that, aw, we about to, we about to hurt somethin'
+Then you hear about how we keep the club jumpin'
+We gon' tear the roof off this mother sucker
+
+(yo, mami what's your name)
+Player please get a job
+(I'm paid)
+Yeah, you must steal and rob
+You talks trash, but you ain't even got a car
+(How you know)
+Cos I seen your ass walk
+You call me ? player, like you think it's my fault
+The type of minute man, faking like you last long
+Please kill it man, lying to the superstar
+It's so hot, go head, take your clothes off
+
+Ah, get back, aw, we about to, we about to hurt somethin'
+Then you hear about how we keep the club jumpin'
+We gon' tear the roof off this mother sucker (jump, jump, jump, jump, jump)
+Take that, aw, we about to, we about to hurt somethin'
+Then you hear about how we keep the club jumpin'
+We gon' tear the roof off this mother sucker
+
+So, so, fresh, fresh, so, so, fresh, fresh (touch?)
+So, so, fresh, fresh, so, so, fresh, fresh (touch?)
+So, so, fresh, so, so, fresh
+**************************************************
+Get u freak onHead banga, hit me
+Hit me, hit me
+Hit me, hit me
+Yeah, hit me
+Gimme some new shit, yeah
+Gimme some new shit, yeah
+Gimme some new shit, yeah
+Gimme some new shit
+Missy be puttin' it down
+I'm the hottest 'round
+I told y'all mother-ooh
+Y'all can't stop me now
+Listen to me now
+I'm lasting twenty rounds
+And if you want me (nigga) then come and get me now
+Is you with me now?
+Then biggie-biggie-bounce
+I know you dig the way I sw-sw-switch my style
+(Holla) People sing around
+Now people gather 'round
+Now people jump around
+
+[Chorus: x2]
+Go, get ur freak on
+Go, get ur freak on
+Go, get ur freak on
+Go, get ur freak on
+Go, get ur freak on
+Go, get ur freak on
+Go, get ur, get ur, get ur, get ur, get ur freak on
+Who's that bitch?
+People you don't know
+Me and Timbaland been hot since twenty years ago
+What the dealio?
+Now what the drilly, yo
+If you wanna battle then (nigga) let me know
+Holla, gotta feel me son
+Let me throw you some
+People here I come
+Now sweat me when I'm done
+We got the radio shook like we got a gun
+
+[Chorus: x2]
+Quiet!!
+Shhh, hush your mouth
+Silence when I spit it out, {spit sound} in your face
+Open your mouth, give you a taste
+Holla, ain't no stoppin' me
+Copywritten, so don't copy me
+Y'all do it, sloppy-ly
+And y'all can't come close to me
+I know you feel me now
+I know you hear me loud
+I scream it loud and proud
+Missy gon' blow it down
+People gon play me now, in and out of town
+'Cause I'm the best around with the crazy style
+
+[Chorus: x2]
+**************************************************
+Time and Time Again[Missy - singing]
+Ohh ohhh, ohh yeah-yeahhhhhh
+Oooooh ooh, aww yeah
+Ohhohhh yeahhhh
+Aww yeah... yessss (WOOOOOOOOOOO!)
+
+The things you say to me, can't make or break me
+Everything you bought I give back absolutely everything
+And, I am through wit'chu, you and your crazy moods
+You be trippin and slippin and givin attitude (HOLLA!)
+I deserve the finger things, the joy that love brings
+And you'll be missin my kisses and makin love scenes
+I'm better off alone, can't wait 'til you get gone
+Ain't no need to keep hopin cause it's, over and done
+
+[Chorus: repeat 2X]
+Why do you keep comin back, time and time again
+You promised me you'd change your ways, time and time again
+I heard the same old line from you time and time again
+And why I take you back because I can not change you man
+
+[Missy - singing]
+(YES!) No use in talkin, better get to walkin
+Better get them chicks who turn tricks cause I'm just too smart
+Man, I hate men who lie, who look me in my eyes
+Come up with alibis, for the thousandth time
+I won't take bullshit, leave your ass with the quickness
+Because I'm stable and able to live my life alone
+Boy I'm through wit'chu, no more to say or do
+Cause you're too confused, and it's over and done
+
+[Chorus]
+
+[Missy - rapping]
+I be comin with a rap on a ballad
+You should vote Misdemeanor on your ballots
+Cause you know I blow your mind any time that I rhyme
+And I'll be down for a challenge
+I'm, wicked, I-C-K-icked
+Not Twista twisted
+From coast to coast I brag and boast
+I'm better than most and sufficient
+I got that good love, that goody-goody-good love
+That puddy-puddy-pusha
+Slick talkin sista, to any nigga
+That wanna get with her
+Don't never diss her
+M dot S-E
+And let me stop playin with y'all motherfuckers
+This ain't no rap record, get back to the hook
+
+[Chorus]
+**************************************************
+Missy’s Finale[Verse]
+Yo, you have come almost to the close of my album
+But before I go I just wanna thank God for staying with me
+Through my ups and downs and through my whole period
+Of doing this album, I want to thank Timbaland who came up with
+The beats and all the people who appeared on my album
+Make it hot, aight, I'm out
+**************************************************
+Mysterious (Intro)We started in 1997 and finished in 1999
+She brought you 'The Rain', 'Sock it to me', 'Beep me 911'
+Now it's a new year
+Not the year two G but the year three G
+She's a bitch
+Definitely the bitch-to-be right about now
+
+That's right
+Timbaland, Missy Elliott, bring to you the future
+And I am Morpheus
+If you go to your local phone booth
+You can find out what I have to say next
+About the bitch
+**************************************************
+Triple Threat[Verse 1: Timbaland]
+(Yeah)
+I'ma make you dance, you dance, I'm a triple threat
+I'ma make you boun-boun-bounce, so hard until you break your neck
+I'ma keep it crunk, and crunk, I'm a space cadet
+Ba-bass, hit-hit-hit so hard-hard that you feel it in your chest
+Mi-mi-Missy and I, and I, we we music's best
+Ten years later watch the dynamic d-du-du' reconnect
+A hundred and twenty million sold, sold, and them niggas back
+I'd like to see how many niggas out there-there that can do-do that
+I say...
+
+[Hook: Timbaland]
+Missy and I throw it up, keep a liter in our cup
+Missy and I throw it up, keep a liter in our cup
+Keep a liter in our cup, we keep a liter in our cup
+Missy and I throw it up, we keep a liter in our cup
+Keep a liter in our cup, we keep a liter in our cup
+Missy and I throw it up, we keep a liter in our cup
+Keep a liter in, we keep a liter in our cup
+Missy and I throw it up
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliot]
+I got that one liter, two liter, in my cup, margarita
+Roll up in my two-seater, I'm a pretty diva, call me señorita
+Have you seen a new Medina I don't do grass but I'm a misdemeanour
+I'm so fresh out front the cleaners
+Triple threat: rap, dance, and I'm a singer
+Get the finger, middle finger, me and Timbaland the new Ike and Tina
+Tag team ya, right up in ya, hits like Venus and Serena
+Timby and I throw it up, whatever we do it will blow up
+He so hot so popular, I told ya'll, ya'll can't mess with us
+
+[Hook: Timbaland]
+Missy and I throw it up, keep a liter in our cup
+Missy and I throw it up, keep a liter in our cup
+Keep a liter in our cup, we keep a liter in our cup
+Missy and I throw it up, we keep a liter in our cup
+Keep a liter in our cup, we keep a liter in our cup
+Missy and I throw it up, we keep a liter in our cup
+Keep a liter in, we keep a liter in our cup
+Missy and I throw it up
+
+[Verse 3: Missy Elliot]
+(Let's go!)
+Guess who back, yep I'm the best
+I'm that chick, 'cause I'm a triple threat
+Two fifty mill and who can top that
+I slap who ever said I'm irrelevant
+Got them pissed and mad and upset
+Music dead we make it resurrect
+Watch our step you better come correct
+If you go in such you're gonna lose your bet
+Up the bet and tell me who's next
+Nasty flow, call it triple X
+Got my drink I'm sipping on that
+Ya'll faker than some fake Rolex
+Timby and I throw it up, whatever we drink sho' to blow up
+See this liter in our cup
+We VIP when we roll up
+
+[Hook: Timbaland]
+Missy and I throw it up, keep a liter in our cup
+Missy and I throw it up, keep a liter in our cup
+Keep a liter in our cup, we keep a liter in our cup
+Missy and I throw it up, we keep a liter in our cup
+Keep a liter in our cup, we keep a liter in our cup
+Missy and I throw it up, we keep a liter in our cup
+Keep a liter in, we keep a liter in our cup
+Missy and I throw it up
+**************************************************
+Take Ur Clothes Off[Missy Elliott]
+I’m on that next shit
+I’m on that next shit
+You on that old shit
+
+[Verse 1]
+I got a figure eight figure, lick it more bigger
+Never booty shots, ass look thicker, ask jack tripper
+I dance like stripper, been hot since Billy Dee was drinking malt liquor
+I rock a beat like wooh, other chicks kboo like they at the apollo
+I get it crazy for you baby, been rapping since y’all was lil' babies
+You better respect moi, voulez-vous coucher, yes moi
+No I can’t be stopped, might see me down the street in a brand new car
+Now if y’all ain’t on this new shit right now
+Now ya’ll gon have to find a new beat, new beat?
+Now if all y’all on this new shit right here, take your clothes off in the vip
+
+[Refrain: Timbaland/Missy]
+Take clothes off, take clothes off
+Oh 
I take my clothes off, I take my clothes off, let’s go
+To the flo’, take it off, to the flo’, take it off
+To the flo’, take it off, to the flo’, take it off
+
+[Verse 2]
+Allow me to reintroduce myself, my name Miss
+Rocking like no one else,
 I don’t need ya’ll cause I’m feeling myself
+Haters y'all just be worried to death
+Like a throw back, to the flow back
+Return of the Mac, go ‘head take my Kodak
+I’m all that, ya ain’t know that
+You can’t keep track if you had a low jack
+Yeap, must of thought I was over
+Been hot before Michael Jackson wore loafers
 (say what?)
+Ya' was youngin, I was much older
+Been rich before you even knew about Oprah
+Before you knew about Oprah
+Been rich before you knew about Oprah, haha 
get it
+Been rich before you even knew about Oprah
+
+[Refrain]
+Take clothes off, take clothes off
+Oh 
I take my clothes off, I take my clothes off, let’s go
+To the flo’, take it off, to the flo’, take it off
+To the flo’, take it off, to the flo’, take it off
+**************************************************
+Who You Gonna CallAny Give Sunday baby
+Oww! Yo, yo, yo
+Oh zigi-zigi
+Zig-zigi-zig-zig, oh oh
+Zigi-zigi-zigi-zigi-zigi...
+
+Oh you 'pose to be the man now
+Cause you got cars, you got houses
+You got yachts, you got diamonds
+You got it all
+Oh you livin' large right, heh
+Well let me ask one thing
+When you go broke
+When you go broke
+I bet those same friends yo don't mess with you no more
+Here we go uh
+
+I was there when no one knew your name
+I was there when you blew up, got large
+And had all the fame
+Now look how you do, uh
+I was there when everything had changed
+You think you the shit
+Big star on top of your game
+
+Now who you gonna call
+When nothing's right
+Will you call when your ass go broke?
+Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you?
+And you ain't that hot no more
+Now who you gonna call
+When nothing's right
+Will you call when your ass go broke?
+Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you?
+And you ain't that hot no more
+
+Uh I was there when you was hooked on weed
+I gave you dough, mo dough
+You don't know to supply your need
+What's it gon' be (uh)
+I was there I was the air you breathe
+Until you became a big star
+No need for me
+
+Now who you gonna call
+When nothing's right
+Will you call when your ass go broke?
+Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you?
+And you ain't that hot no more
+Now who you gonna call
+When nothing's right
+Will you call when your ass go broke?
+Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you?
+And you ain't that hot no more
+
+Uh do you
+Call when you fall boy
+Call when you ain't got boy
+They don't wanna roll with you
+They don't think you hot boy
+What happened to you boy?
+You are just a no-boy
+Now you have no joy
+Here we go
+
+What happened to your Benz man?
+What happened to your rocks?
+Six shots that you pop in your bitches man
+Now your name is like shit stink
+You let the fame maintain
+You done blew out your brains man
+What happened to your diamond rings?
+You bling-bling every time a nigga switch a lane
+Beep, beep to your feet man
+You's a jeep man
+With no friends and no game man
+There he is, uh
+
+When nothing's right
+Will you call when your ass go broke?
+Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you?
+And you ain't that hot no more
+Now who you gonna call
+When nothing's right
+Will you call when your ass go broke?
+Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you?
+And you ain't that hot no more
+
+Call, yo, who you gonna call, uh
+Yo who you gonna call when your ass go broke
+Them same friends who don't fuck wit you no more
+Who you gonna call, yo who you gon, who you gonna call
+Who, who you gonna call, who, who you gonna call
+Heh-heh, where all your friends now?
+Where your homies now?
+When you was on top of your game
+Everybody wanted to hang around, huh
+Heh, heh but now that your ass gone broke
+Your same friends don't want to fuck wit' you no more
+Who you gonna call huh?
+You better understand reality baby
+Never let the fame blow your brain, heh
+Yo, yo, yo, oh-zigi-zigi
+Never let the fame blow your brain
+Yo, yo, yo zigi-zigi-oh
+Never let the fame blow your brain
+Here we go, uh
+And my choir sing, heh
+Yo, uh, let the orchestra, and the violins
+And the trumpets, yo, yo, oh shit, owww!
+**************************************************
+Throw Your Hands Up (Interlude)[Interlude: Lil Kim]
+Yo, this the Queen Bee
+And I came to say a little somethin'
+On my girl Missy's shit
+Now see I got somethin' to say
+That's right, I got a problem
+I got a problem wit all y'all muthafuckas out there
+That got a problem wit us calling ourselves a bitch
+Yeah that's right, I said it muthafucka, bitch! What?
+You see, bitch is a strong word
+And only strong bitches can use that motherfuckin' terminology
+Bitch, ha
+I mean... if u can't wear the name, don't try to use it
+Shucks
+
+[Chorus: Missy]
+Throw ur hands up if u like to get high
+Tim, make a fat beat so we can party all night
+If u got beef u gotta take it outside
+Throw ur wrists up and lemme see ur ice shine
+
+Throw ur hands up if u like to get high
+Tim, make a fat beat so we can party all night
+If u got beef u gotta take it outside
+Throw ur wrists up and lemme see ur ice shine
+**************************************************
+I’ve ChangedYes, I'm changed again, baby (Woo)
+Changed, changed
+Changed the games that I used to play (Play)
+Leavin' when I stay (Woo)
+Oh (Oh), oh, baby, I've changed
+I said that I've changed (I said I've changed)
+The games (The games) ain't the same (They ain't the same)
+(I've changed) The pressure wasn't greener (Changed)
+On the other side (Changed)
+
+Aight, aight, aight, Mo, chill ('Cause I know I've changed)
+Yo, Mo (I know I've changed, baby, I swear I'm changed)
+Yo, Mo, chill (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
+Yo, chill, you singin' like you (Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah)
+You singin' like you in church raisin' money (I've changed, I've changed)
+For some new choir robes or somethin (I've changed, I've changed)
+You changed? I'm 'bout to change to a new track (Oh, oh)
+**************************************************
+It’s Real[Intro]
+Yeah, ohhh-ohh
+Yeaahhh, yeaaa
+I love you more then my mouth can say
+I'll take a flight to kingston, anyplace
+Just to be in yo face
+
+[Verse 1]
+From new york city to japan
+I'll be there ba-by
+Just call my phone and I'll come flying
+On the next plane to you
+Never worry cause I'm ya woman
+And I promise ba-by
+I promise you will be my man
+
+[Hook]
+Cause baby it's real (real)
+So real (so real)
+Can't you tell by the look in my face, yeah
+Oh baby it's real (it's real)
+So real (so real)
+I hope your feeling the same
+Cause baby it's real
+
+[Verse 2]
+I'll follow you right to the moon
+It could happen yeah
+Just so we can be close as cousins
+With my heart out to you
+I love you more then words can offer
+Pay attention ba-by
+I hope this never ends my lover
+
+[Hook]
+Cause baby it's real (it's real)
+So real (so real)
+Can't you tell by the look in my face, yeah
+Oh baby it's real (it's real)
+So real (so real)
+I hope your feeling the same
+Cause baby it's real
+
+[Bridge]
+I don't wanna spend a day without you
+I don't get tired of being by you
+I don't care bout the things about you
+Boy it's real
+
+[Hook]
+So real, so real (so real)
+Can you tell by the look in my face, yeah
+Oh baby it's real (it's real)
+So real (so real)
+I hope your feeling the same
+Cause baby it's real
+**************************************************
+Hot (Ratatat remix)[Missy]
+This is an old school Missy exclusive
+
+[Verse 1]
+Look I ain't on no ra-ra shit
+You dont wanna test how far Miss get
+Me and Tim's cars got kits
+But we don't drive around trying to prove you shit
+Everyone trying to be that bitch
+But there can only be one bitch, make hits
+I know I must make y'all sick
+Cuz Everytime I spit you beg to quit
+I used to drive a six
+And now I drive a mercala gold and shit
+On the plush gold seats to sit
+And I own my own click
+Man I must admit
+And my S is it
+Misdemeanor have you seen she the best it get
+And those who try to test this chick
+Where they at right now in peace restinin'
+
+[Chorus]
+If you broke
+Just say you broke
+Cuz' all you blowin up ya ass is some smoke
+See we rich folks, we buy boats
+And you is a broke bum nigga that's for sure
+I know you broke just say you broke
+Cuz' all you blowin' out ya is some smoke
+Cuz rich folks we buy boats
+And you is a broke bum liar that's for sure
+
+[Verse 2]
+Yeah boo you know you a joke
+Wear a fake Rolex, call it a Ro
+Claim you down with so and so
+Ya whack on whack, bows I came to throw
+I might just let you mop my flo'
+Here my autograph take this flick to go
+(CHEESE)
+Miss don't say no mo'
+Cuz you know what I do
+And you know what I know
+And I dont think so
+You dont wanna lose a arm or elbow
+If ya broke man just say so
+Cuz that bentley that you renting
+Man its got to go
+Back to the black man sto'
+Along with ya weave cop a new afro
+Why you wanna make Miss stoop so low
+But if you try to test me I just check ya slow
+
+[Chorus]
+If you broke
+Just say you broke
+Cuz' all you blowin up ya ass is some smoke
+Cuz we rich folks, we buy boats
+And you is a broke bum nigga that's for sure
+I know you broke just say you broke
+Cuz' all you blowin' out ya is some smoke
+Cuz rich folks we buy boats
+And you is a broke bum liar that's for sure
+
+[Verse 3]
+In old school we used to call out names
+But I ain't tryin' to get y'all all my fame
+My credit card gonna bring ya pain
+To know ya bank account just don't change
+No need to wreck ya brains
+Trying to see who Missy gon' slain
+I roll solo not with a gang
+Don't carry guns kick ass wit a chain
+Don't let me say it again
+Don't carry guns kick ass with a chain
+(WHASSSSA)
+Like a chinese man
+Reverse it
+(ti esrever)
+Know what I'm saying
+
+[Chorus]
+If you broke
+Just say you broke
+Cuz' all you blowin up ya ass is some smoke
+Cuz we rich folks, we buy boats
+And you is a broke bum nigga that's for sure
+I know you broke just say you broke
+Cuz' all you blowin' out ya is some smoke
+Cuz rich folks we buy boats
+And you is a broke bum liar that's for sure
+**************************************************
+Best, BestYeah, yeah
+What we about to do, Miss?
+
+Hey yo, Danja!
+We finna switch R&B baby
+Imma flip a new melody on these suckas
+Let's go!
+
+[Chorus:]
+Boy you're so sexy
+I don't wanna look at another man and
+And when I see you
+Don't want you touching on her again and
+And baby when I'm close to you
+I feel those butterflies
+I'm laying in my bedroom
+Sit back and fantasize
+
+Let's go
+
+[Verse 1:]
+He the best, he the bomb
+He cute, he umm
+He fly, he fresh
+He give me, good sex (Woo!)
+He grind, all the time
+Got money, on his mind
+He's a balla, he's a balla
+He's my man, shot calla
+He's a freak, I'mma freak
+We freak all week
+I love him, he love me
+Me, me, me
+He take me, to the mall
+He buy me half the mall
+He's tight, my type
+He give me what I like
+
+[Chorus:]
+Boy you're so sexy
+I don't wanna look at another man and
+And when I see you
+Don't want you touching on her again and
+And baby when I'm close to you
+I feel those butterflies
+I'm laying in my bedroom
+Sit back and fantasize
+
+Let it roll
+
+[Verse 2:]
+We kiss all the time
+That boy, he fine
+He pimp, he stunt
+He give me what I want
+We fuss, we fight
+We make up by the night
+We go out to the club
+We get crunk in the club
+He buy me Patron, he buy me Patron
+He spending on me, make it rain boo, on me
+His love, so cool
+I call him, my boo
+We go everywhere
+Everywhere, he's there
+
+Let's go!
+
+[Chorus:]
+Boy you're so sexy
+I don't wanna look at another man and
+And when I see you
+Don't want you touching on her again and
+And baby when I'm close to you
+I feel those butterflies
+I'm laying in my bedroom
+Sit back and fantasize
+
+Let's go
+
+[Verse 3:]
+My dude buy me shoes
+I don't see no other dude
+He never disrespect
+Got one big ol' dick
+He know how to put it down
+He know how to put it down
+We do do, do it all
+He be my my, booty call
+He give me butterflies
+When I look into his eyes
+He my fiance
+Call me dream girl, Beyonce
+My nookie is his, my nookie is his!
+He cute, he fine
+He sexy, all the time
+
+Imma let this shit ride, ohh
+And make u feel real high!
+C'mon!
+**************************************************
+Bus-A-Bus Interlude[Interlude: Busta Rhymes]
+Yes indeed, yes indeed out this motherfucker
+Back with the right foot steppin' in first
+And the left foot steppin' in after
+I go by the divine attribute of Busta Bust Down Something
+Otherwise known as Busta motherfuckin' Rhymes out this bitch
+You know what I mean?
+'Cause when I'm in the spot
+I let a bitch start kissin' up on motherfuckers
+Love the way that I be pissin up on motherfuckers
+Motherfuckers need to chill, relax, what they need to do is listen up, motherfuckers
+So as we begin to get you addicted to the shit that's so addictive
+Make sure you got your peoples with you
+You know, one of your peoples that stay sober
+You know, to make sure you get home safely
+'Cause we about to take it there, motherfuckers
+Missy "Misdemeanor" Elliott
+So Addictive
+**************************************************
+Higher Ground (Prelude)[Missy]
+See, I had to make a record that
+Give thanks to my Lord Savior in Jesus Christ
+A lot of people are quick to criticize me
+For the kind of music I sing but
+See they don't change the belief
+Hat I have an God, yaknowhatI'msayin?
+Cause when my friends forsake me
+Who's there to listen to me without complaining?
+Nobody but Him, uhhh
+
+[singing]
+Please don't judge me
+Cause I'm not perfect (I'm not perfect)
+And please don't judge me if I'm not in church on Sunday
+
+I'm movin' (I'm movin' on)
+And I'm pressin' (I'm pressin' on)
+To the other way (To the other way)
+Ohhhh (to, higher, ground)
+I'm pressin' (I'm movin' on)
+I'm movin' (I'm pressin' on, yea)
+Tooooo (to the other way)
+(to, higher, ground)
+**************************************************
+Don’t Be Coming (In My Face)Verse One:
+You never know a good thing till I'm gone
+You spending many, many nights home alone
+You won't be seing me around your way
+No, No
+And if you don't get it together
+Baby I can't stay
+
+Chorus:
+Don't be commin' in my face
+Tryin to tell me you love me
+You shoulda thought once or twice
+Sacrifice and make it right
+It's the thing that you do
+Make me not love you
+Go this way and you'll see
+Get no other love like me
+
+Verse Two:
+You never know I'm for real till I leave
+And when I pack up my clothes don't be calling me
+You won't be seing me
+Anymore
+No, no
+Cause when I'm long, long gone
+I won't be back in this door
+
+Chorus
+
+Verse Three:
+To my east side people to my west side
+To all my bitches who sat home crying
+Over these niggas and over these fellows
+Shake em off like Jello
+To my east side people to my west side
+To all my bitches who sat home crying
+Over these niggas and over these fellows
+Shake em off like Jello
+
+Chorus
+
+Verse Four:
+I used to stick closer to your side then a beeper
+Till you smoked that cheaper reefer
+Now you loony as fita, cheddar
+Don't say a word
+Yep I got tha word
+Yeah I heard it from a little bird
+Now I'm out the door
+My four four
+You don't know?
+Get your bags and your things take the door
+Don't take this shit no more
+When you leave
+You can leave out the back door
+
+Missy Talking:
+
+Fucker
+Stupid niggas
+Who always think they can play somebody
+Ya'll know who ya'll are
+Tryin to run about 3-4-5 women at one time
+Now you wanna come back all in our faces
+Tellin me how much you love me and all that bullshit
+Whatever man
+Fuck you
+Alright, I'm out
+**************************************************
+Hot boyz - remix original versionUh, forty side felony
+Felony, misdemeanor
+The charge is murder
+Escobar CB on bikes
+I'm switching gears
+Headlights, shine so bright
+Bitches freeze like deers
+Them fiends want that deep boy
+Feds send in a decoy, pack that heat boy
+Push ya where ya rest in peace boy
+Get your mama's house shot up
+Bodies all chopped up
+When them bodies pop up, I ain't getting' locked up
+My Bentley cruise the block, with the sun roof top
+Hood rats jumpin' on my jock cause I blew up the spot
+Crushin' your Benz, crushin' your Navigator system
+My QB piece make y'all niggas tuck your shit in
+It's Nas in your area, Queens 'bout to tear it up
+Braveheart y'all scared of us, real niggas, they be us
+
+What's your name, cause I'm impressed?
+Can you treat me good, I won't settle for less
+You a hot boy, a rock boy
+A fun toy, tote a Glock boy
+Where you live, is it by yourself?
+Can I move with you, do you need some help?
+I cook boy, I'll give you more
+I'm a fly girl, and I like those
+
+Hot boyz
+Baby you got what I want
+See cause y'all be driving Lexus jeeps
+And the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps
+Nothin' cheaper, got them Platinum Visa's
+Hot boyz
+Baby you got what I want
+See cause y'all be driving' Jaguars
+And the Bentley's, and the Rolls Royce
+Playin' hardballs with them Platinum Visa's
+
+Is that your car, the SK-8?
+Are you riding alone, can I be your date?
+Come get me, get me, don't diss me, don't trick me
+Got some friends, can they come too?
+Can you hook them up wit' some boyz like you
+A hot boy, a rock boy, on top boy
+And I like those
+
+Hot boyz
+Baby you got what I want
+See cause y'all be driving Lexus jeeps
+And the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps
+Nothin' cheaper, got them Platinum Visa's
+Hot boyz
+Baby you got what I want
+See cause y'all be driving' Jaguars
+And the Bentley's, and the Rolls Royce
+Playin' hardballs with them Platinum Visa's
+
+Yo only take 'em thugged out
+Slightly bugged out, fuck with his tongue out
+Know the job ain't getting done, until the body getting drugged out
+Hot boy, keep me right
+Play your part and I'll keep it tight
+Where else you gonna be in the middle of the night
+But up in the sheets with me aiight
+Gangsta, true to your gang, street master
+You the one I need when there's beef, street blaster
+Ain't afraid to stop a cat, plus pop a cat, huh
+Soldier, cash money, rule your world
+What's topping that?
+Huh, S-4-3-0 keep me on my toes
+Get a tingle in my spine, what spot? Only he knows
+He's a hot boy, Missy sing it out and I'm gon' spit it
+Ruff Ryders scream it loud, daddy is you with it
+If your team can't handle my bitches then we gon' ride
+Brickhouse stallions, keep thugs open wide, huh
+'Illadelph's best E-V-E stay committed
+Mess with many, but if he ain't the realer
+I ain't with it, with it
+
+Yo, mami, what the deal?
+Ain't no heat fuckin' hotter than the heat a nigga hold
+I think you really should be told that I deal with long shafts
+That keep a long blast (blast)
+Now look at a nigga and peel off fast (come on)
+Word you got your girlfriend
+Word, she can get it too
+Fuck it though, I'm honest yo
+I'm saying though, let's play it through
+Getting cinematic with it
+Niggas if you got it, hit it
+Fuck the dumbness
+Hit it till its numbness
+
+Hot boy
+Baby you got what I want
+Won't you really come and satisfy me
+I be lovin' you like endlessly
+(Everyday all day)
+Hot boy
+Baby you got what I want
+Won't you really come and satisfy me
+**************************************************
+Big SpenderMissy Elliott
+
+When I rap I'll be shakin 'em
+Every song that I write dj beggin 'em
+So u say that I'm wack, u be playin 'em
+Got fararis and cribs and y'all hated 'em
+Nothin to say to him
+I out rated him and my flow for sure out dated him
+Yes u wer number 1 coz u payin them
+I'll be checkin the skate u skatin' 'em (who ya foolin man)
+Be conspicuous, how I ride in this thing is ridiculous
+Me and Timothy y'all can't get rid of us
+I got aspirin for when y'all get sick of us, down ur asophigus
+U ain't stoppin me, u all just watchin me like a pornography
+U all say y'all u ain't mad, but u just gotta be
+Coz the dough that u spend is funopoly(owww)
+Fake spender
+
+Hey Big Spender......
+.....spend a little time with meeeeee
+
+Life is fiction, I got a bad curse, an addiction(f you)
+Scuse ma diction
+If u screw with ma man i got big guns
+I got good sence, now reach in your pocket, its full of lint
+Thats why y'all don't like me, its evident
+Cause the rumours just spread, and they're relevent(triiiicks)
+With my third eye, u can't knock the game even if u try
+U sleepin on me is a rock-a-by
+Split additude, like they gemini, playa give me my
+With the five mites
+Coz spendin my money is my right
+Knuckle up coz motha suckers is my time
+Coz iv bin in this game
+U just in ur prime
+Big Spender
+
+Hey Big Spender......
+.....spend a little time with meeeeee
+
+Its contagious
+My flow come in all type of flavas
+Y'all haters just well we ain't neighbours
+Coz my fans scream lyk they in labour(owwwww)
+I dnt know y'all iv been rockin the show way before y'all
+And im hotter thn hot i take no calls
+If u think this is hot then go wack off(ooohooohooh)
+To my real fans who support me and play me in caravans
+To evry women and evry man
+No disrespect, im just chillin maaaaaan
+This is open mike, u know missy always got to keep it tight
+U know tht i knows wat u alls like
+Fake thugs with no dough u ain't livin right
+Fake spender
+
+Hey Big Spender......
+.....spend a little time with meeeeee
+**************************************************
+For My PeopleUhh, yo
+This is for my motherfucking club heads, you feel me?
+(Fuck, yeah!)
+
+People, gangstas, and pimps and people
+Smokin' that lethal reefer
+Up in the club the speakers
+High hats and base and tweeters
+
+DJ is jockin' needles
+Sweat till I catch a fever
+Call me the illest diva
+Yo I'm on fire
+
+People go head and drink up
+Get in the club get fucked up
+See me you got get lucked up
+Someone to touch and rub up
+
+Show me some love
+Strip off your clothes
+And take off your socks
+
+The party's jumpin', I see something fine
+(Ooh)
+Boy I wanna kiss you, but I'm just too shy
+(Too shy)
+Let me dance with you, let me wear you out
+(Out)
+Here's a glass of orange juice, let's go X it out
+
+The music's bangin', way down in my soul
+(Soul)
+When you dance behind me, I lose all control
+(Ohh)
+Make me grind my hips, make me move my waist
+(My waist)
+When the music comes on, you take my breath away
+
+This is for my people, my party people
+This is for my people, my motha fuckin' people
+C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down
+C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down down
+
+This is for my people, my party people
+This is for my people, my ecstasy people
+C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down
+C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down
+
+(Oh, the bar)
+I'm at the bar now, and I'm buying drinks
+(Uh huh)
+And I got this feeling, and it's all over me
+(Ooh)
+I wanna dance with you, and lick your face
+(Ooh)
+Take me on the dance floor to feel some ecstasy
+
+The vibe is right now, and I'm bout to score
+(Score)
+Mr. DJ can you, play this joint once more
+(Oww)
+'Cuz I see the man I want, I want him right away
+(Ahh)
+I'm look him right in his face and say dance with me
+
+This is for my people, my party people
+This is for my people, my motha fuckin' people
+C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down
+C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down get on down
+
+This is for my people, my party people
+This is for my people, my ecstasy people
+C'mon, c'mon, get down, get down
+C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down
+
+Freak that, come here baby, grab me from the back
+Baby you the mack, and you know that
+Put the needle on the track skip that, flip that
+Bring the beat back
+
+Oh, freak that, come here baby, grab me from the back
+Baby you the mack, and you know that
+Put the needle on the track, skip that, flip that
+Bring the beat back
+
+Uno dos tres
+(Uno dos tres)
+Uno dos tres
+(Uno dos tres)
+
+Uno dos tres
+(Uno dos tres)
+Uno dos tres
+(Uno dos tres)
+
+Can't stand when a nigga fuckin' up my plans
+All night liquored up while I'm tryin' to dance
+Drunk, and his breath stink, freaky with his hands
+Cocky with his mouth please like he got a fan
+
+Can't stand when a bitch all in my side
+I don't even know her and she all up in my light
+Givin' me the side eye like she wanna fight
+Philly known for boxing bitch better get it right
+
+Can't stand when a DJ fuckin' up the song
+Know I'm tryna to shake my ass all night long
+Cuttin' up the same shit all night long
+High 'fore I got there, now my shit is blown
+
+Can't stand when it ain't jumpin' like I want
+Cats that try to stop my fun, take away my blunt
+I don't give a fuck he ain't gon' take away my fun
+See him when this shit is over, make a nigga run, uh
+
+This is for my people, my party people
+This is for my people, my motha fuckin' people
+C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down
+C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down down
+
+This is for my people, my party people
+This is for my people, my ecstasy people
+C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down
+C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down
+**************************************************
+Outro[Verse: Missy]
+Check it
+See I don't wanna say that this is the end
+I'll end by saying this is where we'll begin
+Hip-hop is a freedom of expression
+Not a freedom of depression
+Can I make my one suggestion
+Look at how we're labelled gangster rappers
+Is that their only impression, wake up
+Rap is a craft, art and a rap of sport
+Something like a game of basketball can't be taught
+But yet we accept the name thug, like that's fly
+See how they covered our eyes
+Give us names to separate us
+Sit back and watch us beef and make us hate us
+Say what, I'm done talking
+Mary J. Blige, let 'em know this is not a test
+I hear you calling
+
+[Hook: Mary]
+What you hear is not a test
+I'm rocking to the beat (I'm rocking to the beat)
+See me and my crew and my friends
+We're gonna try to move your feet (move around, move around)
+See I am Mary Blige (yes I am)
+And I'd like to say hello (thank you for inviting me)
+To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
+The purple and yellow (everybody)
+But first you gotta, oh, but first you gotta
+**************************************************
+Drop the BombThis is a Missy Elliott (uh) heavy hitter
+Oh, now put your back into it, uh
+I'm a pro, motherfuckers let me do it, let me do it
+To the left, one, two, three, move it, whoo
+Off beat, uh, yeah, watch my feet, yeah, whoo
+I'm bout to just go lose it, uh
+Like somebody slippin' x in my juices, uh
+And now I'm dancin' like I'm under the influence
+Shake my ass, I don't owe you no excuses, ooh
+No, n-no, n-no, I didn't, uh
+See my jeans fittin', let me take you from your bitches, whoo
+Furs and cars, it make me no difference
+Independent woman but I still spend your riches
+What you got, I got the club so hot, so hot
+And they strippin' from the boxers to the socks, uh
+I'm in the corner cos I like to look a lot, uh
+I like to see what's hot then let me go to marry it
+
+If you chillin' in New York, drop the bomb on it
+Livin' in LA, drop the bomb on it
+Wildin' in DC, drop the bomb on it
+You need to drop, drop, drop, drop the bomb on it
+If you're ridin' in Detroit, drop the bomb on it
+Cadillac-ey too, drop the bomb on it
+ATL, dirty, drop the bomb on it
+You need to drop, drop, drop, drop the bomb on it
+
+Yeah, uh, go head and drop the bomb on me
+Call 9, 1, 1, this a crime on me, uh
+The flow that I throw be hard to follow
+From ? ? straight to Chicago, yeah, ooh
+I love the way the track sittin', yeah
+Me and Timothy, whoo, la, good rhythms
+Easy on the beat, whoo, la, you didn't, uh, uh
+Slidin' in my slips like I'm Rick James' freak, freak
+I'm havin' fun with ya son, uh
+Ain't twenty-one, tell 'em don't need to come, uh
+Way too young to get the taste of yum yum
+I'm way too drunk off Bacardi and rum, uh
+Don't act dumb, drop it where you from
+Rich or bum, it don't mean nothing, whoo
+You need this heat cos the track overdone, uh
+Radio drop the bomb on this one, whoo
+
+If you from Miami, drop the bomb on it
+From Louisville, drop the bomb on it
+Vacation in VA, drop the bomb on it
+You need to drop, drop, drop, drop the bomb on it
+If you live in Las Vegas, drop the bomb on it
+Or chillin' in Philly, drop the bomb on it
+New Jersey, Brits, drop the bomb on it
+You need to drop, drop, drop, drop the bomb on it
+
+Ring the alarm, somebody dropping by, whoa, yay, whoo
+? ? I'm a park it in valet, uh
+Let my ass shake like a truck on the highway, uh
+Stayin' on my toes like I been doing ballet
+And if it snows I'm going back to Cali, uh
+No, n-no, n-no you didn't, uh
+Put the track on, nigga, stop that bullshittin', uh
+Ain't got no time, need a track that's hittin'
+And if it's hittin', here's a bomb for your listen, ooh
+
+If you live in Alabama, drop the bomb on it
+Stay in Mississippi, drop the bomb on it
+Chill in Ohio, drop the bomb on it
+You need to drop, drop, drop, drop the bomb on it
+If you live in Texas, drop the bomb on it
+From Mexico, drop the bomb on it
+People everywhere, drop the bomb on it, come on
+You need to drop, drop, drop, drop the bomb on it
+**************************************************
+Religious Blessings - Outro[Outro: Missy Elliott]
+Been caught up in the fame, a part of the glamour and glitz
+Platinum rings and different things, how easy we forget
+For it is Him the Lord Almighty, who allows us our success
+We on top, above the charts, how easy we forget
+Do you think without Him, you would be who you are?
+For if He made heaven and earth, He also made you a star
+So as we reach the year 2000, you know there's one higher than us
+And I come to be that too, to tell you, in God we must trust
+Love you...
+**************************************************
+Shake thatI see you got low
+And you got plenty more to show, go
+Shake it like a pom pom, like a pom pom
+Shake it like a pom pom, like a pom pom
+
+Go, like you tryna win a contest for sure
+Oh, I'mma show you how to shake it
+How the booty shake
+Show you how to shake it
+See the booty shake
+
+See the booty shake
+Like an earthquake
+There is no escape
+When I shake it in your face
+
+Now don't you wanna tape
+A booty shakin' on your tape?
+So show it to your boys and
+See the look on all they face
+
+I move it to the left
+Move it to the right
+Double time, double time, all right
+Show 'em what they like
+
+Look at it, look at it
+Slow motion, freeze
+Stop for the camera
+Paparazzi wanna see
+Cheese
+
+Hello, hey how you doin'?
+I shake it like this
+Now let me see if you can do it
+
+Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop it on the one
+Shake, shake, shake, shake
+They faces all stunned
+
+If you got it, got it, got it
+Then move if kinda fast
+If the boys all dance
+While they tryna make a pass
+
+Whistle while you work
+Go 'head do your dirt
+Even if you like to flirt
+
+Lift up your skirts
+Then turn 'em out
+One leg girl
+Go 'head shake it out
+
+I see you got low
+And you got plenty more to show, go
+Shake it like a pom pom, like a pom pom
+Shake it like a pom pom, like a pom pom
+
+Go, like you tryna win a contest for sure
+Oh, I'mma show you how to shake it
+Show you how to shake it
+Show you how to shake it
+Let you see the booty shakin'
+
+Now when I walk through the the door, door
+Step aside, side
+With thighs like fries we gonna size a supersize
+
+Do milkshake go with that shake?
+It sure do baby
+Do milkshake go with that shake?
+Uh huh
+
+Now first you bend over
+Put your hands on your hips
+Then you make a stank face
+Then go on and let it whip
+
+Whip it like moms
+Witcha witcha back then
+Then catch your breaf and then start it up again
+
+One minute, two minute, three minute stop
+Erybody drop like their have from the cops
+Ayyo, there will be no fights
+Though got a club, we ain't turnin' on the lights
+
+Sally got a big old donkey
+Oh yeah
+And Missy got a big old donkey
+Oh yeah
+
+I see you got low
+And you got plenty more to show, go
+Shake it like a pom pom, like a pom pom
+Shake it like a pom pom, like a pom pom
+
+Go, like you tryna win a contest for sure
+Oh, I'mma show you how to shake it
+How the booty shake
+Show you how to shake it
+Let you see the booty shake
+
+See I was sitting in the lounge
+With my tight skirt on
+And like a 3-D movie
+He was watchin' the thong
+
+All up in my grill
+So he asked could he tag it
+Two-timing from an ish like maggots
+
+He tryin' to spit the game
+What he had to say
+Has anybody ever told you you look like Beyonce?
+
+OK lil' boy want to boost my esteem
+I said you need a rehab
+'Cause you look like a fiend
+
+Don't want to start a scene
+I ain't tryin' to be mean
+And even if you spend your green
+You ain't get in between
+
+'Cause this here queen
+Keep on looking for clean
+And like a diamond ring bling
+See who wants get the wet dream
+
+I see you got low
+And you got plenty more to show, go
+Shake it like a pom pom, like a pom pom
+Shake it like a pom pom, like a pom pom
+
+Go, like you tryna win a contest for sure
+Oh, I'mma show you how to shake it
+How the booty shakin'
+Show you how to shake it
+Let you see the booty shakin'
+**************************************************
+Lick Shots - OriginalUgh, ay yo Timberland, see what they don't understand
+Is we about to flip our whole style on 'em for two double zero one, one
+And for those of you who hated, you only made us more creative
+Misdemeanor ugh
+
+You don't wanna speak my name
+Mess around get that ass blown away
+Fool gone away
+I didn't even like your tail anyway
+Missy got somethin' to say
+I ride down the block in an escalade
+Bling, bling all in your face
+I think you might need to put on your shades
+
+I know you feel me tho
+You hatin' on me, but you hear me tho
+Twenty inch rims sittin' crazy low
+I'm a keep the party live
+Me and Timberland gonna flip it tonight
+Keep yo hands in the sky
+Wave 'em round like your crazy high
+
+Time to lick shots, time to see you dance
+Hey you, why you frontin'
+Time to lick shots, time to see you dance
+Hey you, why you frontin'
+
+You know who I be
+You mammy tell you not to fuck wit me
+If I give you head, you'll never leave
+Stop sweatin' me
+Flip it on the black hand side
+Look it here boy, don't you even try it
+Make me dislocate your spine
+My rings put your shine like turpentine
+
+What you comin' around hang out fo?
+Baby him know, you just want my dough
+Get cha black ass on the flo
+Fool touch me, that's a no no
+Mr. DJ won't you play that song
+Tell the freaks shake they nasty thongs
+Hey boys won't you sing along
+'Cause we gone rock the party til' the early morn
+
+Time to lick shots, time to see you dance
+Hey you, why you frontin'
+Time to lick shots, time to see you dance
+Hey you, why you frontin'
+
+Y'all don't hear me
+Hot
+You got your guns but you don't scare me
+Originality is leary, my only style and I ain't sharin'
+Back up, back up, easy now
+Hey Y'all
+Hot
+
+Let's turn it up and tear the club down
+Grab your drinks and give me two rounds
+I'll break you off I'm goin' down down
+Watch yourself, I'm about to turn it up
+
+Time to lick shots, time to see you dance
+Hey you, why you frontin'
+Time to lick shots, time to see you dance
+Hey you, why you frontin'
+
+Listen, listen
+Time to lick shots, time to see you dance
+Hey you, why you frontin'
+Time to lick shots, time to see you dance
+Hey you, why you frontin'
+**************************************************
+Tush[ Missy Elliott]
+This that fire! Ghostface and Missy
+
+[Ghostface Killah]
+Somebody tell that girl that her ass too big
+I give it to her right and she let me live
+Can't eat that, 'cause there's no relationship
+I beat that, the next day you called in sick
+Frontin', not for nothin', I pop buttons
+Off Baby Phat, Levi's, J.Lo's, Guess and Gap
+Cause it's like that, young lady, bet I make you shake
+Like the Puffy and Jay-Z's, Dre's and J.D.'s
+Come on, if not you, I'ma beat this song
+But if you were bout it, our business wouldn't be here this long
+Let me break it down for you, all I wanted to know
+If I could just feel it and touch it, and break it down into numbers and
+Come with me and just leave your friends
+Cause we don't need no cock blocking
+Tellin' you this without no option
+Tell your friends "Peace, look, I'm bouncin'"
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliott (Ghostface Killah)]
+Tush, tush, tush
+Want to slide in the bush, bush, bush?
+(I'm on top, you like push, push, push
+Keep it low like shush, shush, shush)
+You want to get up in my tush, tush, tush?
+You could slide in the bush, bush, bush
+(I'm on top, you like push, push, push
+Keep it low like shush, shush, shush)
+You want to get up in that tush, tush, tush?
+Want to slide in my bush, bush, bush
+(I'm on top, you like push, push, push
+Keep it low like shush, shush, shush)
+
+[Ghostface Killah]
+Oh yeah, you jinglin' baby (well let me jump up on that ding-a-ling baby)
+Ooh, gosh, you a nasty girl, sassy
+Picture me layin' you inside my classic pearls
+Toes'll curl, giddy up, you go girl
+I'm about to, uh, do it slow girl
+Ooh, you in control, it's in your world
+She on, I think I like ol' girl
+Take it out, turn around
+Charlie horse, shit, threw me off balance
+Wildin', all I wanted was to show you my talent
+To let you know on how I rep in Staten Island
+This is the reason I came to you
+So we can connect it then kick it was the thing to do
+Cause we don't need no representation
+Domination, got them waitin' patient
+
+[Ghostface Killah]
+Now this is the way y'all suppose to
+To get down, y'all ain't right
+Somebody say "Aha! Ghost is back!"
+
+[Missy Elliott]
+Pull back the curtain, let me work your sermon
+Playboy don't hurt me like a virgin
+You seem real determined to put a hurtin'
+But if you ain't slurpin', then you better off jerkin'
+You got a lot of nerve, to want to serve my curves
+My 36D, 36 hips
+The way I shoot the gift, I swallow coke bottles
+And you would swear it was Lil' Kim lips
+Eh, I really like you baby
+Do you know how to wife this lady?
+Give me what I want, don't talk, don't touch
+Unless you got a bank account that make my face blush
+Now shush, in my bush
+And I can give you what you want, make a whoosh
+Just throw it, I'll show you how to push
+Kinky sex, tie ropes around your wrist
+Come on
+
+[Chorus]
+[Missy Elliott]
+Come on
+Come on
+Oh
+Come on!
+**************************************************
+We Run This (Promo Only clean edit)My style can't be duplicated or recycled
+This chick is a sick individual
+Sick tape, volume 2!
+Believe it! Oh! Oh!
+Let me switch up the game
+
+I drink that cognac yeah, step back cuz I might put it on ya
+I go deep so deep, til you sleep, count sheep wake ya up from fucking all week
+You don't want me to show ya how freak bitch act when I ain't soba
+One of em, tore up, sho nuff. I ain't scared to take it off, tell em' free to take it off
+Tipsy and it feel good, black dudes got big woods. Into it, I do it, I did it
+If you really, really want it then nigga stop frontin
+Hey, boy you know I'm your type, 5'2 and wear my jeans real tight
+My curves, they swerve, so superb, my word is my word and I came to serve
+
+Chorus: We run this, we run this, we run this, ugh! ugh! oh!
+It don't matter where you from, it's where you at and if you came to freak-a-leak better bring your hat snicka!
+East coast, west coast, down south, represent your coast
+Yeah we run it, yeah we run it, y'all don't want it cuz my coast run it
+Oh! We run this shit, we run this shit!
+
+Wanna pull my hair, break my back?
+Put it right money might sit in your lap back to back I can't even keep track
+It's a fact the freaks love to get slapped
+Suck my toes and in the back rub
+I don't come to do it, I just wanna be touched
+Look at how y'all makin me blush, some enough to go around so groupie don't push
+Wanna run that tush in the bush
+Don't my diamonds look real good? and they shine so hard that he glittas, so many karots they look like crittas
+And we can do it all night, take a flashlight to see up in my windpipe. I like to keep a nigga hype
+I wanna know can you handle my mic
+
+(Chorus)
+Any hustla's in the party y'all? Hell ya!
+If you's a pimp let me see ya party on, Hell ya!
+Oh, strippas take yo clothes off, Hell ya!
+Y'all superstars y'all don't need no bodyguards, Hell ya!
+
+Nigga I bow guard, alotta rappers fake way to hard
+Pull up to the club in a rental car
+Where the freaks at, freaks at da bar where da hard drinks are
+Don't start! If you don't want beef don't take it that far, wit a superstar
+I got my foot on the clutch, see me bounce my butt, misdemeanor too much and I don't give a fuck!
+
+We run this, we run this, we run this. ugh! ugh! oh!
+It don't matter where you from, it's where you at and if you came to freak-a-leak better bring your hat snicka!
+We run this, we run this, we run this. ugh! ugh! oh!
+Represent your coast and act like ya know, know how to act fore' you step your two feet in the door!
+**************************************************
+Stay In Love (Crazy Feelings)[Verse 1: Missy]
+I was in love
+And that's what it was when I met you
+In love
+And no one could ever talk 'bout you
+But it sucks
+So many lies and alibis
+In our love
+(yeah, mmm, uh, so I, mmm)
+
+[Chorus]
+Crazy feelings
+Make me stay in love with you
+Crazy feelings
+Make me stay in love with you
+
+[Verse 2: Beyonce]
+So in love
+I just didn't see the wrong you did
+In love
+But now that I know I can admit
+It was love that made me a fool
+A silly fool
+In love
+Oh, crazy
+
+[Chorus]
+Crazy feelings
+Make me stay in love with you
+Crazy feelings
+Make me stay in love with you
+
+[Bridge: Missy]
+You was always in my face
+All the time
+Even with 20/20 vision
+I couldn't see you lie
+You was always in my face
+All the time
+Even with 20/20 vision
+I couldn't see you lie
+
+[Chorus]
+Crazy feelings
+Make me stay in love with you
+Crazy feelings
+Make me stay in love with you
+
+[Chorus]
+Crazy feelings
+Make me stay in love with you
+Crazy feelings
+Make me stay in love with you
+**************************************************
+Talk That Shit[Intro: Timbaland & T-Pain]
+They can talk that shit, they can talk that shit
+They can talk that shit, they can talk that shit
+They can talk that shit, they can talk that shit
+They can talk that shit, they can talk that shit
+
+[Verse 1: Timbaland]
+Baby girl you saw I'm a don, let's get on one accord
+If you misunderstanding me check me out on Forbes
+And I got a Maybach, with the partition
+And they call it Flat head baby, flat baby the new edition
+It's Timbaland man beats that make you bump that
+Over a Mill on my debit card, believe that
+Wanna hurt a nice top, I'm talking implant
+Bout to cop a nice watch, I'm talking Rembrandt
+I've been around world so much I think I'm Omar
+I met that [?], you the golden arch
+Yeah I talk shit, nigga that deed shit
+I bought a yacht just to see if I would get seasick
+So why you fronting for, when you ain't got that
+I got a Bugatti Zana, bitch you ain't got that
+Homey your money's too young, you need to go to bed
+It's grown man over here, nigga we talk that
+
+[Chorus: T-Pain]
+Hey Shorty what you looking for, I bet I got it here
+I'm in a Maybach, he in the cavalier
+Now you can only talk cash here if you got cash
+Let's have a conversation, we can talk about that
+And I'ma talk, talk, talk, talk
+And I'ma talk, talk, talk, talk
+Now go and give me 50 because when I talk that spitting
+If the haters keep hating, I'm a have to come and talk that shit
+
+[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
+Oh you think you cute huh, got a lot of money, huh
+I'm filthy rich and you can call me Donald Trump, huh
+I got big bank, I'm talking big bucks
+And I bought a Phantom to see how the back doors open up
+Missy E on the track, I'ma make you bump that
+I got the new Ferrari shorty you ain't got that
+I got them whips that so sick when I spit them hating chicks
+Wanna know how much I get two hundred grand and eat Doritos chips
+Been around the world so much I'm like Obama
+And I got a vacation spot in the Bahamas
+Yeah, I talk shit, talking 'bout that deep shit
+I call the DJ's up and tell them: "go and leak this"
+Cause I got that cash, I got that dough
+I make my money money grow, so I'm never broke
+You wanna know much it costs to get a Tim track
+Man you can't afford that
+
+[Chorus: T-Pain]
+Hey Shorty what you looking for, I bet I got it here
+I'm in a Maybach, he in the cavalier
+Now you can only talk cash here if you got cash
+Let's have a conversation, we can talk about that
+I'ma talk, talk, talk, talk
+And I'ma talk, talk, talk, talk
+Now go and give me 50 because when I talk that splitting
+If the haters keep hating, I'm a have to come and talk that shit
+
+[Verse 3: Missy Elliot]
+They call me Missy E., I got a lotta cheese
+And you're a Nickel Bag shorty, I'm a Dime Piece
+Don't you see the [?], got dough up everywhere
+And the Lamborghini doors that go up in the air
+Man look at this, I got the Bentley whip
+I drive the sickest Benz, boy I make them haters sick
+You I got it, I get it, I be the richest in the city
+Talking more shit than you see up in the toilet
+Man, you's a hater, I got the big house with the elevator
+See the way you sit on it, 12 big acres
+I rent movies for my movie theater
+Now what you talking 'bout, bitch you ain't got that
+I got the credit card that call a bill a jet lag
+See the way the hater talk, a Missy don't care
+I be your a milli, a milli, I'm a millionaire
+
+[Chorus: T-Pain]
+Hey Shorty what you looking for, I bet I got it here
+I'm in a Maybach, you in the cavalier
+Now you can only talk cash here if you got cash
+Let's have a conversation, we can talk about that
+And I'ma talk, talk, talk, talk
+And I'ma talk, talk, talk, talk
+Now go and give me 50 figures when I talk that spitting
+If the haters keep hating, I'm a have to come and talk that shit
+**************************************************
+All 4 U[Intro: Missy Elliot]
+Sexy! Rah!
+We gon' keep it sexy y'all
+You dig? Ha! Oooh...
+Let's go!
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+Baby what's up with you tonight
+You wanna get busy I can read your mind
+Baby, I can see you looking
+Pour some champagne and you might get lucky
+Touch on me, touch on me, gimme gimme honey
+I don't want ya, want ya money
+I just want you get on me (come on!)
+I've been checking you from across the room
+Money ain't a thing baby, what it do
+Ain't no need to keep on waiting (yah!)
+Tell them other bitches they can keep on hatin'
+It's you that I want and I want what I want
+And I get it, get it, get it, get it, get it
+
+[Chorus: Missy Elliot]
+It's all for you
+Don't you turn it down
+Til I show you my move
+You won't be disappointed (I like this!)
+Hey there shorty let me get that thang
+Let's see how long that thing hang
+
+[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
+Okay Missy, uhhhhm
+I know what you're looking for
+Got you butt naked in the condo cooking for
+A nigga like Weezy, please say the baby
+And just like I'm begging I please all the ladies
+Ease off the Richtor Scale, lil 'girl
+Make you feel it in your pussy to your fuckin' fingernails
+I'm a beast with it baby, you ever had it beasted?
+Leave that thing pink like Easter
+Kiss ya on each of ya lips, yep all four of 'em
+Dammn, shawty just won't let go of 'em
+She gon' need more of 'em, I leave that thing wetter
+I beat that thing up and then I kiss it 'till it's better
+**************************************************
+Watcha Gonna DoI be dippin' in clubs, girls screamin', "Do you want it Timb?"
+Nigga, playa hater sayin', "Who the hell is him?"
+I'm in the back, gleamin' from all that virgin gem
+Keep a bunch of pretty models surroundin' Timb
+
+I'm over capac'y when it come to makin' them beats
+Me and Missy makin' y'all, move y'all feets
+Makin' y'all dance and tango, make y'all legs get weak
+That's only 'cause we drop a bunch of heat
+
+That's watcha gonna expect, comin' from my crew
+Bunch of dope beats, and a bunch of dope lyrics too
+I know that's too much for you to handle dude
+Now ask yourself what
+
+Watcha gonna do? Watcha gonna do?
+Watcha gonna do? Watcha gonna do?
+Watcha gonna do? Watcha gonna do?
+Watcha gonna do? Watcha gonna do?
+
+When they come in the spot, dem wanna jock
+Dem nasty boy lookin' around, with big cocks
+Them girls be plottin' on how to get the rocks
+So I beat that ass to the ground like I'm the cops
+
+What they gon' say? Don't wan' play
+Get 'em in the club, ahh, smokin' on hay
+When I'm in my ride, people walkin' by
+Pistol by my side, in case dem wan' try
+
+Watcha gonna do? Watcha gonna do?
+Watcha gonna do? Watcha gonna do?
+Watcha gonna do? Watcha gonna do?
+Watcha gonna do? Watcha gonna do?
+
+I be gettin' in girls clothes, make 'em buy my whole wardrobe
+Better get all my dough, pluckin' the hair in my nose
+It's official I'm a pimp, 'cause my name glows
+And I'm back to the Yugos
+
+Talkin' that junk, you get buried
+You don't wanna end up in the cemetery
+Me and Timbaland got tracks that will kill you
+In the other hand I got gats that will peel you
+
+Watcha gon' say? Watcha gon' do?
+When I'm in the club, comin' for you
+I'm just a smooth motherfucker
+Watcha gon' say? Watcha gon' do?
+When I'm in the club, and I'm comin' for you
+I'm just a smooth motherfukcer
+
+Watcha gonna do? Watcha gonna do?
+Watcha gonna do? Watcha gonna do?
+Watcha gonna do? Watcha gonna do?
+Watcha gonna do? Watcha gonna do?
+
+Watcha gonna do? Watcha gonna do?
+Watcha gonna do? Watcha gonna do?
+Watcha gonna do? Watcha gonna do?
+Watcha gonna do? Watcha gonna do?
+**************************************************
+Toyz Interlude(Moter Running)
+
+Missy: (sigh)
+
+(Bell Rings)
+
+Missy: Lemme run up in this Pleasure Word get me some toys
+Throw on this bald cap too so these mothafucka's won't know who I am
+
+(Whistling)
+
+Woman: This Sha Shay, Welcome to Pleasure World, may I help you find suttin'?
+
+Missy: Hi, Umm Yeah, I was wonderin' if you carried the Tidal Waves, Butterflies, Bullets, Rabbits, Garold G-Spot, and Mega Blasters
+
+Woman: Well we got all the rest of that stuff, but the Mega Blasters
+We are clean out of Mega Blasters
+Heather Hunter just came in here and brought the last ten
+Don't ask me what she doin' with ten of em'
+But she came in here and brought the last ten
+Mmmm Hmmmm......
+
+Missy: Awww Damn, Ten
+
+Woman: Yeah
+
+Missy: OK. Ummm, Well Lemme Get....
+
+Woman: Wha-, Wha-, Wha-, Wha-...
+Hold Up, You-...You Missy Elliot?
+Cuz you look juss like Missy Elliot
+You Missy Elliot?
+
+Missy: Nah, Nah, Nah, Chill, Chill
+
+Woman: Nah, Nah, ya'll got them same teeth
+Same lips, same hoop earrings
+You Missy Elliot ain't cha?
+I ain't gon' tell nobody you in here girl!
+Antonio, don't this look like Missy Elliot?
+
+Antonio: Huh?
+
+Woman: Come here, come here!
+
+Antonio: Daaaaaamn! This Missy Elliot!
+
+Woman: I Told Ya! I Told Ya!
+
+Antonio: Oh Shit! Can I get an autograph?
+
+Woman: (screams)
+
+Missy: Awww, Man!
+
+Antonio: Come on, Come on
+Take a picture by the Tidal Waves!
+
+(Camera Flashes)
+
+Antonio: Come on, look up, look up
+Yeah, Yeah, You cool as shit man!
+
+Woman: Yeah! Look, thanks for shoppin' at Pleasure World and don't forget yo bag of TOYYYYYZZZZZZZZ!
+**************************************************
+Swat Dat FlySwat
+Swat dat fly
+Go head and just swat
+Swat dat fly
+Go head and just swat
+Swat dat fly
+Go head and just swat
+Swat dat fly
+Yup just swat
+Swat dat fly
+Go head and just swat
+Swat that that
+Go head and just swat
+Swat dat fly
+Go head and just swat
+Swat dat fly
+
+Don't come around here you don't want no problems
+This the kinda beat biters wanna borrow
+Superman ain't even got these kinda powers
+Make a hottest rapper rap sound wack and sour
+?? like flowers got me ??
+I can kick a freestlye all the way till tomorrow
+Call me a chubby chick slim my narrow
+Better aim for ya brains like a bow and arrow
+Freshly dressed see me apparel
+My dimonds come down like an April shower
+Sing my raps like a Christmas carol
+Tongue shoot bullets from a head of a barrel
+I got a clean version for the kids ??
+More controversy than a 50 in jail
+Before you wanna battle better throw in ya towel
+Not my goodies better go to Ciara
+
+Swat
+Swat dat fly
+Go head and just swat
+Swat dat fly
+Go head and just swat
+Swat dat fly
+Go head and just swat
+Swat dat fly
+Yup just swat
+Swat dat fly
+Go head and just swat
+Swat that that
+Go head and just swat
+Swat dat fly
+Go head and just swat
+Swat dat fly
+
+I rock mics rhymes tight I just might
+Change music ya'll fools ya'll lose sight
+I make records and breakin' records while ya'll bite
+Oh yeah you messin' wit the M to the I
+My karats so bright they make light
+For no price you try Miss you lose life
+This flight is first class I must fly
+Lambos and ?? whips I gotta buy
+Oh my my my I multiply
+My dimonds come down like an April shower
+Sing my raps like a Christmas carol
+Tongue shoot bullets from a head of a barrel
+I got a clean version for the kids ??
+More controversy than a 50 in jail
+Before you wanna battle better throw in ya towel
+Not my goodies better go to Ciara
+
+Swat
+Swat dat fly
+Go head and just swat
+Swat dat fly
+Go head and just swat
+Swat dat fly
+Go head and just swat
+Swat dat fly
+Yup just swat
+Swat dat fly
+Go head and just swat
+Swat that that
+Go head and just swat
+Swat dat fly
+Go head and just swat
+Swat that fly
+
+Swat
+Swat dat fly
+Go head and just swat
+Swat dat fly
+Go head and just swat
+Swat dat fly
+Go head and just swat
+Swat dat fly
+Yup just swat
+Swat dat fly
+Go head and just swat
+Swat that that
+Go head and just swat
+Swat dat fly
+Go head and just swat
+Swat dat fly
+**************************************************
+One Minute Man(Video)[Missy]
+Ooooooh, I don't want I don't need I can't stand no minute man
+I don't want no minute man
+Ooooooh, here's your chance be a man take my hand understand
+I don't want no minute man
+Ohh, ohh, uhh, OOOH
+Ohh, ohh..
+Ohh, ohh, uhh, OOOH
+Ohh, ohh..
+[Missy]
+Boy I'ma make you love me, make you want me
+And I'ma give you some attention, tonight
+Now follow my intuitions, what you're wishin'
+See I'ma keep you up all night, for a long time
+So start countin' away
+
+[Chorus]
+Break me off, show me what you got
+Cause I don't want, no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+Cause I don't want, no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+Cause I don't want, no one minute man
+Break me off, show me what you got
+Cause I don't want, no..
+[Missy]
+Tonight I'ma give it to you, do it to you
+I want you to come prepared, ohhh yeah (oh yes)
+Boy it's been a long time, a crazy long time
+And I don't want no minute man, and that's real
+Give it to me
+
+[Chorus]
+[Ludacris]
+Yeah, uhh, uhh
+It's time to set yo' clock back bout as long as you can
+I stop daylight, it's Ludacris the maintenance man
+Get your oil changed, I check fluids and transmission
+You one minute FOOLS, you wonder why y'all missin
+On the back of milk cartons and there's no reward
+No regards, close but it's no cigar
+A hard head make a soft ass, but a hard dick make the sex last
+I jump in pools and make a big splash
+Water overflowin, so get your head right
+It's all in yo' mind punk so keep your head tight
+Enough with tips and advice and thangs
+I'm big dog, havin women seein stripes and thangs
+They go to sleep, start snorin, countin sheep and shit
+They so wet, that they body start to leak and shit
+Just cause I'm an ALL-nighter, shoot ALL fire
+Ludacris, balance and rotate ALL tires
+[Missy]
+Ooooooh, I don't want I don't need, I can't stand no minute man
+I don't want no minute man
+Ooooooh, here's your chance be a man take my hand understand
+I don't want no minute man
+[Trina]
+Uh, uh
+You know lil' mama ain't with that quick shit
+You better break me off stiff tongue or stiff dick
+One minute, two minutes, three minutes
+Hell naw, to please me you gotta sleep in it
+I see you talk a good game and you play hard
+But if I put this thing on ya, can you stay hard?
+If not, you better keep your day job
+Cause I'm looking for a man to make me say God (GOD!)
+I'm off glass and you know this
+I'll work your ass out like aerobics
+So baby stay focused
+Start off slow and then speed it up
+Baby show me what you got, is you a G or what?
+If you can't beat it up then eat it up
+Put a cherry on top, whip cream it up, What?
+[Missy](Trina)
+Break me off, break-break me off
+Break-break me off
+Show me what you got (What?)
+Break me off, show me what you got (What?)
+Break me off, show me what you got
+Break-break me off, break-break me off
+**************************************************
+Izzy izzy ahh - amended versionI pulls up in my strech, I let my homegirls flex my 9-8
+Close and closer they follow in my Limo, playin' CD's
+Of when I used to heeehee totally in my ass chicks
+They sweat these beets, for any kinda jeeps, you know how
+I is, so freakin' hot that I siz, geewiz, get my clothes taylored
+Like I'm liz, miz, I'm comin' for your ass in a min, seconds or hours
+Everything I do seem to bloom like flowers, I cruise these beets like
+I'm drivin' Eddie Bauer, some of ya'll MC's mad I got the power
+I hit you with the pll pmm uhh
+Take that, niggas wanna step well um uhh take
+That, what mmm uh uh take that
+Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
+Izzy izzy ahh zizah zizah zizah
+Hard bitches be talkin' like they all rah rah
+Blizzy blizzy blahzah blahzah blahzay
+None of y'all fools ain't got shit on me
+Izzy izzy ahh zizah zizah zizah
+Hard bitches be talkin' like they all rah rah
+Blizzy blizzy blahzah blahzah blahzay
+None of y'all fools ain't got shit on me
+M-A to the G double O my man Moe, smooth like Joe
+Timberland where you get the doe
+I'ma get my niggas
+Niggas go and get ya hoes
+Flows to me, come so natural
+I'ma take a stroll role this high droll
+I'ma take my ass to pazzaz and essoh
+Slow oh down diggy diggy doh
+Izzy izzy ahh zizah zizah zizah
+Hard bitches be talkin' like they all rah rah
+Blizzy blizzy blahzah blahzah blahzay
+None of y'all fools ain't got shit on me
+Izzy izzy ahh zizah zizah zizah
+Hard bitches be talkin' like they all rah rah
+Blizzy blizzy blahzah blahzah blahzay
+None of y'all fools ain't got shit on me
+You never heard beats like this before
+When me and timberland walk throught the door
+Our style be tighter then before
+You like our steelo
+You never heard beats like this before
+When me and timberland walk through the door
+Our style be tighter then before
+You like our steelo
+Izzy izzy ahh zizah zizah zizah
+Blizzy blizzy blahzah blahzah blahzay
+Izzy izzy ahh zizah zizah zizah
+Hard bitches be talkin' like they all rah rah
+Blizzy blizzy blahzah blahzah blahzay
+None of y'all fools ain't got shit on me
+Izzy izzy ahh zizah zizah zizah
+Hard bitches be talkin' like they all rah rah
+Izzy izzy ahh zizah zizah zizah
+Zizah zizah zizah
+**************************************************
+Don’t Be Comin’ (In My Face)[Verse 1]
+You never know a good thing till I'm gone
+You'll be spending many many nights home alone
+You won't be seeing me around your way
+No No
+And if you don't get it together
+Baby I can't stay
+
+[Hook]
+Don't be commin' in my face
+Tryin to tell me you love me
+You shoulda thought once or twice
+Sacrifice and make it right
+It's the thing that you do
+Make me not love you
+Go this way and you'll see
+Get no other love like me
+
+[Verse 2]
+You never know I'm for real till I leave
+And when I pack up my clothes don't be calling me
+You won't be seeing me
+Anymore
+No, no
+Cause when I'm long, long gone
+I won't be back in this door
+
+[Hook]
+Don't be commin' in my face
+Tryin to tell me you love me
+You shoulda thought once or twice
+Sacrifice and make it right
+It's the thing that you do
+Make me not love you
+Go this way and you'll see
+Get no other love like me
+
+[Verse 3]
+To my east side people to my west side
+To all my bitches who sat home crying
+Over these niggas and over these fellows
+Shake em off like Jello
+To my east side people to my west side
+To all my bitches who sat home crying
+Over these niggas and over these fellows
+Shake em off like Jello
+
+[Hook]
+Don't be commin' in my face
+Tryin to tell me you love me
+You shoulda thought once or twice
+Sacrifice and make it right
+It's the thing that you do
+Make me not love you
+Go this way and you'll see
+Get no other love like me
+
+[Verse 4]
+I used to stick closer to your side then a beeper
+Till you smoked that cheaper reefer
+Now you loony as fita, cheddar
+Don't say a word
+Yep I got tha word
+Yeah I heard it from a little bird
+Now I'm out the door
+My four four
+You don't know?
+Get your bags and your things take the door
+Don't take this shit no more
+When you leave
+You can leave out the back door
+**************************************************
+Bad Man (Diplo remix)[Intro: Vybz Kartel]
+Yo, what some more feel like
+Dem know seh when dem see Missy Elliott and Vybz Kartel
+Dem career nuh start well, gunshot send dem to hell, forty five askel
+
+[Missy Elliott]
+WOO!!! HA!!!! Sak Passe?!!!
+WOO WOO WOO WOO!!! HA!!! AHHH!!!!!
+
+[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
+What dem do dem rude badman (Badman)
+Dem nuh want mi shoot badman (Badman)
+Tell dem, dem be one dead man (Badman)
+If dem (?) boy play badman
+Smash di place, smash di place, smash di place, smash di place (WOO!!!)
+Smash di place, smash di place, smash di place, smash di place (HA!!!)
+What dem do dem rude bad gal (Bad gal)
+Dem get shot dem play bad gal (Bad gal)
+Body drop dem not bad gall (WOO!!!)
+When dem stop gimme pop bad girl (HA!!!!)
+Knock dem out, knock dem out, knock dem out, knock dem out
+Knock dem out, knock dem out, knock dem out, knock dem out
+
+[Bridge: Missy Elliott]
+Drums!!!! WOO!!! Drums!!!
+
+[Verse 2: Vybz Kartel (Missy Elliott)]
+Like a nozzle plus a hippie, yeah, Vybz Kartel and Missy, yeah
+Playa hater punk a get kicked until dem dizzy
+If yuh real badman nuh fraid fi buss gun (WOO!!!)
+When mi a come up don't stand up just run
+Mi mek blood stain fi get a custom
+(BLOCKA BLOCKA!!!!) First serve to first come (HA!!!!)
+AK rifle this mi long gun
+Magnum four four caliber mi hand gun
+One shot shift dock couple plane land down (HA!!!!)
+Bulletproof buss up like a condom
+General real badman, we a di general real badman
+Decorated with hearts of metal, we have a hand that's made of metal
+General real badman, we a di general real badman
+Decorated with hearts of metal, we have a hand that's made of metal
+
+[Bridge: Missy Elliott (Vybz Kartel)]
+Yes! Smash di place, smash di place, WOO!!! (Forty five askel)
+
+[Verse 3: M.I.A. (Missy Elliott)]
+(Ho!) Some bad mi nuh like to play
+Dem nuh worry mi when they say
+They nuh like mi mi nuh like they
+I be wilder than Tim McVeigh
+Fuck 'em all and that's what I say
+Now I see that it ain't easy
+Everyone plays a part in our day
+Humpty Dumpty we need every piece play
+Some people are rude on the low though
+They gonna get shook to the floor (WOO!!!)
+Some people are rude on the low though
+They gonna get hurt lot more (Yes)
+Some people are rude on the low though
+Gonna get hit to the floor (Drums!!!)
+
+[Bridge: Missy Elliott]
+HA!!! Fire baby!!!
+
+[Outro: Missy Elliott]
+Dem nuh want test I dem die, bwoy mi know I dem try
+Smash it up see mi nickel plated nine
+Buck dem buck dem straight to mi eye
+Buck dem down, buck dem down...
+**************************************************
+Wake Up (Ratatat remix)[Missy Elliott]
+
+Eh yo Hov, tell em, hip hop betta wake up
+
+[Jay-Z]
+
+Yeah, turn the muhfuckin music up
+Yeah, turn the muhfuckin music up
+
+[Verse 1 Missy Elliott]
+Motherfuckers betta wake up, stop sellin crack to the blacks
+Hope you bought a spare for your flat
+Can't accept me talkin real facts
+Down the hill like jill and jack, i speak what yah weak mind lacks
+Yah heard that
+I'm creative to the fullest what you talkin bout Willis cause your talkin Never kill it
+I hear but don't feel it thou ain't realest
+Yah just sweet meat in the in the village
+Yeah im a down diva done niva
+Ya'll not xena heat'll sqeeze into a wife beater
+Yep im a top leader
+I got the Martin Luther King fever, ima feed yah what yah teacher need to preach yah
+Its time to get seious
+Black people all areas who gon' carry us it ain't time to bury us
+Cause music be our first love, say i do lets cherish it
+
+[Chorus]
+If you dont gotta gun (its alright)
+If yah makin legal money, (its alright)
+If you gotta keep yah clothes on, (its alright)
+You ain't gotta cellular phone, (its alright)
+And yah wheels dont spin, (its alright)
+And you gotta wear them jeans again, (its alright)
+Yeah if you tried oh well, (its alright)
+MC's stop the beef lets sell, (its alright)
+
+[Verse 2 Missy Elliott]
+Hip hop betta wake up, the bed to make up
+Some of ya'll be faker than a drag in make-up
+Got issues to take up before we break up
+Like Electra let go miss Anita Baker
+I love Jacobs, but jewelry won't fix my place up
+Gotta stay up, studio nice to cake up
+Now check my flava, rich folks is now my neighbors
+I got cable, and checkout hot imade my paper
+Hip hop don't stop be my lifesaver
+Like Kobe and Shaq if they left Lakers
+And like a elevator dj on a cross fader
+Black people wake up or see yah ass lata
+
+[Chorus]
+
+[Verse 3 Jay-Z (Missy Elliott)]
+I need rims that dont listen and a boomin system
+First piece of change i see im gon' get one
+7 45 no license to drive
+I ain't even gotta home i gots to live in my ride, fuck it
+(Rewind)
+I can hear myself but i can't feel myself
+I wanna feel myself like Tweet
+7 45 no license to drive
+I ain't even gotta home i gots to live in my ride, fuck it
+Couple of karats in my ear won't hurt
+Need a nice chain layin on this thousand $ shirt
+Evisujeans cover the rectum i kick game just like david beckham
+Anybody in my way i wet them
+Ima be this way until the cops come catch em
+To detective sketch em on the sidewalk wit chalk New Yorks infections
+Till i got taught a lesson
+Couple niggas gone couple in correction
+Hillary got ten todd got fifteen nigga even my kin
+Got 5 years bringin 19 in, i just think i used to think like them
+Now they gotta live through the pictures that i send em in the pen
+Hope you dont start yah life where i end
+
+WAKE UP [x15]
+
+[Chorus]
+**************************************************
+9th Inning - With Timbaland(Intro - Timbaland)
+Yeah, yeah, check this
+
+(1st Verse - Missy Elliot)
+Now I'm in the 9th inning
+Thought I fell off ain't quite finished
+Yeah I'm 'bout to put my foot in it
+Talk with it, walk with it, I'm no gimmick
+2012 there'll be no games
+Real rap, real pause, I'm not playing
+Haters you all lame, you ain't miss a thing
+I'm a beast in the booth, I'm just saying
+I make 'em wanna get low
+Duck with it, buck with it, let's go
+Every time I spit a rhyme it's a sick flow
+You newcomers better sit back and take note
+This here my time. Here I come, better run take what's mine
+About to let off like a tech nine
+This rhyme gon' make 'em push rewind
+Yeah I'm so hot
+Up on the charts, number one spot
+See me when I drop and I won't flop
+Missy never stop got the music game on lock
+When I get served
+You third, you second but I come first
+Flip my verse like I flip birds
+I'm fine, Yes Sir
+
+(Chorus)
+We hitmakin', hitbreakin', party shakin', innovating
+Groundbreakin', sole creatin'. We be the most anticipated
+Hitmakin', hitbreakin', party shakin', innovating
+Groundbreakin', sole creatin'. We be the most anticipated
+
+(2nd Verse - Timbaland)
+Now I'm in the 9th inning
+N***** think I fail when I'm still winnin'
+So I've been gone for a hot minute
+I love this shit, that's why I gotta gift in it
+F*** n***** get fly
+N**** can't talk with a gun in his mouth
+N****s b**** up and they run in their house
+I can smell bulls*** when they walk by
+Heard that old saying yo
+"Never ever cross a one day, give ya most"
+Never ever act funny for the white folk
+I'm a big fish remember you a tadpole
+I like Lady Gaga. Why you let a n**** do your whole album?
+Where you think that fake producer got ya style from?!
+Come f*** with a n****, watch the outcome
+Ain't no real artists
+Wack talent get in, real starvin'
+All you hear in music is a chorus
+Well that's okay Timmy back in the story
+
+(Chorus)
+
+(During Chorus - Missy Elliot)
+Y'all can't be serious
+We break records, I done told y'all
+How many of y'all got a catalogue this long?
+Don't worry, I'll wait!
+
+(3rd Verse - Missy Elliot)
+Down to the 9th inning
+I'm the real deal, y'all pretendin'
+Years later my songs still spinnin'
+I do record deals no less than ten milli
+My hits be yay long
+My songs go on like a marathon
+Get ghost, get gone, you a dum-dum
+Better round here, come on biters like a python
+When I act fly
+When I act like you better than a M-I
+Shakin' em, bakin' em all like a bean pie
+Takin' em, burnin' em down like I'm left Left Eye
+Futuristic
+Y'all can pack it up, I done ripped it
+When you say my name call me Miss Bitch
+I make the next chick run to the exit
+Yeah I got a Sixth Sense
+I'm makin' this a movie like a Netflix
+I'm on the guest list, on the check list
+I'm the flyest chick, now tell me who the best is?!
+Elliot be the name
+Elliot back in the game
+Elliot hit 'em with a BANG!
+Bring the hook back in Timbaland
+
+(Chorus)
+
+(Missy Elliot during chorus)
+Did y'all forget?! I think they forgot!
+They think we done
+All we do is make hits?!
+
+(Outro - Missy Elliot)
+And if you want a hit? Maybe we'll return your call
+Don't call collect
+(Operator Voice)
+You have a collect call from... (Dial Tone)
+**************************************************
+Act A Fool[Intro]
+This is, an exclusive
+Suckas...
+Let's go!
+
+[Verse 1]
+We don't stop till we done with it, done with it
+We gon' come and have fun with it, fun with it
+Tonight we goin' ghetto, whaaat!
+Get a drink-drink in our cups
+Go ahead let me see that donkey
+Watch me I'ma show my monkey
+Say we gon' turn that party down, we gon' turn that party down
+Let me see all the ladies with the real hair
+Let me see all the ladies with the fake hair
+It don't matter if you're short or taller
+Hands up if you're looking for a baller
+Hands up if you're looking for a baller
+Show your number payboy gonna call her
+Cause You got that, and we want that
+Dat, dat, dat, dat, dat, dat, dat, dat, dat
+
+[Chorus]
+Tonight we find that, act a fool
+Give up while I'm all on you
+Like when you touch all my body
+Like when you touch all my body (yeah!)
+Come and dance with me tonight
+Promise I got what you like
+Like when you touch all my body
+Bu, bu, bu, bu, bu body (c'mon)
+
+[Verse 2]
+Hey shorty where you live (L.A!)
+Hey shorty where you from (V.A!)
+Where da get it crack, cracking (New York!)
+Where to get it pop, poppin' (D.C!)
+Miami, Orleans, Atlanta, wave your bandannas, hey
+We be flossing everyday
+We be flossing everyday
+Well this one for my fellas in the whips
+Drop top sounds system in the whips
+For when ya down go turn it up
+Boom, boom, boom let it thump in the truck
+We gon get drunk till we bend out the slums
+See the girls moving they lump diddy lumps
+Pop that, pop that, we gone rock that
+Mr. DJ, could you bring the hook back
+
+[Chorus]
+Tonight we find that, act a fool
+Give up while I'm all on you
+Like when you touch all my body
+Like when you touch all my body
+Come and dance with me tonight
+Promise I got what you like
+Like when you touch all my body
+Bu, bu, bu, bu, bu body (woop woop)
+
+[Verse 3]
+Pull over, my ass to fat
+Your bitch wanna be like me, too bad
+Can't be me i'm supa dupa
+Bet a 100 dollars, ain't a bitch cuter
+Bet a 100 dollars, ain't a bitch cuter
+Bet a 100 dollars, ain't a bitch cuter
+We gon turn that party down
+We gon turn that party down. (let's go!)
+Tonight we gon turn the party down
+Ladies squat down, turn around
+We gon show you how to do the duck walk
+Walk that walk, gon' talk that talk
+Dusk till dark we gon let the blunt spark
+Let the blunt spark till dusk till dark
+We gon, we gon, light it up
+We gon, we gon, light it up. (yes!)
+
+[Chorus]
+Tonight we find that, act a fool
+Give up while I'm all on you
+Like when you touch all my body
+Like when you touch all my body
+Come and dance with me tonight
+Promise I got what you like
+Like when you touch all my body
+Bu, bu, bu, bu, bu body
+**************************************************
+4 My People (Basement Jaxx Vocal Remix)Yall get that
+Yall get that
+Yall get that
+Y'all im on fire
+Get that
+Get that y'all im on fire
+The parties jumping
+Get that
+Get it right
+Y'all im on fire
+Yo, this is for my mother f*cking clubs, y'all feel me
+People, gangsters an hips, and people smokin that lethal reefa
+Smokin the club, speakers are hissin, bassin
+We dont, need anythin, droppin, leave us, sweat till i catch it
+People, call me the fearless diva, y'all im on fire
+People, go in and drink up, get in the club, get f*cked up
+See me, ya got it, look up, someone to touch it, what about, show me some love, strip off your clothes, and take off your socks
+The parties jumpin
+I see something fine
+Boy i wanna kiss you
+But im just too shy
+Let me dance with you
+Let me wear you out
+Cos tha grassa always due
+Lets go exit out
+The musics banging, way down in my soul
+When u dance behind me
+I lose all control
+Let my cry my hips
+Let me move my waste
+Let the music come home
+And take my breath away
+This is for my people
+My (what) my party people
+This is for my people
+My mother f*cking people, come on
+Get down
+Get get get on down
+Come on
+Get down
+Get get get on down
+This is for my people
+My (what) my party people
+This is for my people
+My ecstasy'ing people, come on
+Get down
+Get get get on down
+Come on
+Get down
+Get get get on down
+I'm at the bar now
+And im buying drinks
+And i got this feeling
+And its all over me
+I wanna dance with you
+And lick your face
+Let me on the dance floor
+This face is ecstasy
+The body's right now
+And i'm about to score
+Mr dj can you, play this joint once more
+Cos i see the man i want
+I want it right away
+I lick him right in his face
+And say dance with me
+This is for my people
+My (what) my party people
+This is for my people
+My mother f*cking people, come on
+Get down
+Get get get on down
+Come on
+Get down
+Get get get on down
+This is for my people
+My (what) my party people
+This is for my people
+My ecstasy'ing people, come on
+Get down
+Get get get on down
+Come on
+Get down
+Get get get on down
+Freak that (x12)
+Come here baby
+Grab me from the back
+Baby you the mack
+And you know that
+Gonna another track
+Skip that, flip that, bring the beat back
+Oh freak that
+Come here baby
+Grab me from the back
+Baby you the mack
+And you know that
+Gonna another track
+Skip that, flip that, bring the beat back
+Can't stand
+When a nigga f*ckin up my plans
+All night lickin when we tryin to dance
+Drunk and his breath stinks
+Gettin freaky with his hands
+Cocky with his mouth
+Like he got a friend
+Can't stand
+Wanna bitch, y'all on my side
+I don't even know and she all up in my life
+Givin me the side eye
+Like she wanna fly ie
+Feel me over bitch, better get it right
+Can't stand
+When a nigga f*cking up the song
+Im just tryin to shake my ass all night long
+Cuttin up the same shit all night long
+I forgot that all my titties gone
+Can't stand
+When it ain't jumpin like i want
+Ya'll just tryin to stop my fun
+Take away my blunt
+I don't give a f*ck
+Ain't gonna take away my fun
+Seeing when this shit is over, we gonna run
+This is for my people
+My (what) my party people
+This is for my people
+My mother f*cking people, come on
+Get down
+Get get get on down
+Come on
+Get down
+Get get get on down
+This is for my people
+My (what) my party people
+This is for my people
+My ecstasy'ing people, come on
+Get down
+Get get get on down
+Come on
+Get down
+Get get get on down
+Yah, get it right
+Get that
+Y'all im on fire
+Get that
+Get that
+The parties jumpin
+Get that
+Y'all im on fire
+Get that
+The parties jumpin
+Get that
+Get that
+Get it right
+Get that
+Get that
+**************************************************
+Hot Boyz (amended version)[Missy]
+This is for my ghetto motherfuckers
+Uh hey, are you really a hot boy?
+Oh, check me
+
+[Lil' Mo]
+What's your name, cause I'm impressed
+Can you treat me good, I won't settle for less
+You a hot boy, a rock boy
+A fun toy, tote a Glock boy
+Where you live, is it by yourself
+Can I move wit?you, do you need some help
+I cook boy, I'll give you more
+I'mma fly girl, and I like those
+
+[Missy & Lil' Mo]
+Hot boyz
+Baby you got what I want
+See cuz y'all be drivin?Lexus jeeps
+And the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps
+Nothin?cheaper, got them Platinum Visa's
+
+Hot boyz
+Baby you got what I want
+See cuz y'all be drivin?Jaguars
+And the Bentley's, and the Rolls Royce
+Playin?hardballs wit?them Platinum Visa's
+
+[Lil' Mo]
+Is that your car, the SK-8
+Are you riding alone, can I be your date
+Come get me, gimmie, don't dis me, don't trick me
+Got some friends, can they come too
+Can you hook them up wit?some boyz like you
+A hot boy, a rock boy, on top boy
+And I like those
+
+[Missy & Lil' Mo]
+Hot boyz
+Baby you got what I want
+See cuz y'all be drivin?Lexus jeeps
+And the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps
+Nothin?cheaper, wit' them Platinum Visa's
+
+Hot boyz
+Baby you got what I want
+See cuz y'all be drivin?Jaguars
+And the Bentley's, and the Rolls Royce
+Playin?hardball wit?them Platinum Visa's
+
+[Missy]
+Yo, I'mma dig in yo' pockets
+Dig in yo' wallets
+Is there money unfounded
+Yeah, you got my heart poundin?You a hot boy, drive a drop boy
+With alot boy, and you tote a Glock boy
+Give me no reason, I know that you treatin?These diamonds I抦 needin? make you believe it
+I want alot boy, with a hot boy
+Got a fun toy and you tote a Glock boy
+
+[Missy & Lil' Mo']
+Hot boy
+Baby you got what I want
+Won't you really come and satisfy me
+I be lovin?you like endlessly
+(Everyday all day)
+
+Hot boy
+Baby you got what I want
+Won't you really come and satisfy me
+I be lovin?you like endlessly
+(Oh, yes I will)
+
+[Missy]
+Where the Lexus jeeps, and the Benz jeeps
+And the Lincoln jeeps, and the Bentley's
+And the Jaguars, and the fly cars
+Where you at?
+
+Where your Lexus jeeps, and the Benz jeeps
+And the Lincoln jeeps, and the Bentley's
+And the Jaguars, and the fly cars
+Where you at?
+
+[Lil' Mo']
+Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
+Hot boyz, hot boyz (I'm out)
+Hot boyz, I like 'em like that
+**************************************************
+ExC'mon, let's get
+Pop in love
+I know you pop-you-lar
+Admitted the club
+But I just want to toss you up
+Before I
+Swallow you whole
+I need to wash it down
+Tell your girls
+Avion indulge you to hang out
++Intoxicate me+
+Free your mind
+Free my mind
+Freak all night
+It's evident
+When two worlds collide
+Your twice as hot
+Wet through
+The new extras
+Get you by in life
+High on life
+I wonder what
+Life would be like
+If no more
+Women were dykes
+And trick hard at low prices
+It's a cold, cold world (Yeah)
+How do we relieve that stress (Ex)
+You know
+Pop them thangs
+To get extra horny baby girl
+You on one
+You can't ignore me
+Rule and Missy-E
+How you love that
+With I-G
+It's Murda I-N-see, nigga
+
+Hey (Hey boy)
+Get me high tonight
+Take me away (Take me)
+Come inside my world
+Come ectasy (Ectasy)
+Let me show you love
+Between you and me
+Let me love you boy
+
+You want freak
+I love a lot of excitement
+I excite men
+I make 'em dirty and trifling
+I, been known to leave 'em frightening
+Stifling all in love
+By the end of the night
+And I, want a big "Don John"
+To pop a few woodies
+And make the john last long
+Ex, now you can serve that
+'cause no doubt it's murda
+Ya heard that
+
+Now that you got my feeling
+High to Heaven, knows
+Tight as the pussy holes
+So, Lord knows
+It stick to your ex-o
+Them hoes
+To freak shows
+
+You know how it goes
+Comin out of my clothes
+
+I'm coming outta my clothes
+You better, dick me down
+Then uh, turn me round
+Then uh, lay me down
+'Cause uh, You got me high a kite (Ja-Rule)
+Yo, I scream your name tonight
+
+You know how it goes
+Comin' out of my clothes
+
+You know how it goes
+Comin' out of my clothes
+
+You got me high as a kite
+Feel like doing something freaky tonight
+When I think about you and me
+Feels good when your sexing me
+
+I'm coming outta my clothes
+You better, dick me down
+Then uh, turn me round
+Then uh, lay me down
+'Cause uh, You got me high a kite (Ja-Rule)
+Yo, I scream your name tonight
+**************************************************
+What U Say[Missy Elliott]
+I've been through it all before
+That nigga ain't c'mon back thru my door
+I couldn't help it, anymore
+So all your messages I'll ignore
+
+[LaTocha Scott]
+You made me believe, that I was your everything
+And then you turn and leave me with none [ohh yah]
+Now I stay here crying every night
+Wishing you were here with me, but you can't be
+
+[both - hook]
+No matter what you say
+You can no longer hurt me
+It's over now
+Get your bags, your out
+I don't need your kiss no more ohh!
+No matter what you say
+You can no longer hurt me
+It's over now
+So get the hell on out
+Cuz I don't need your touch no more ohh!
+
+[Missy Elliott]
+I used to think I was in love
+But now I now that I wasn't
+You treated me, like dirt
+But it's you thatz gonna get hurt
+No let me tell you!!!!!
+That you had better get out
+Cuz supposibly you never loved me
+And now I don't need that ohh!!
+
+[both - hook]
+No matter what you say
+You can no longer hurt me
+It's over now
+Get your bags, your out
+I don't need your kiss no more ohh!
+No matter what you say
+You can no longer hurt me
+It's over now
+So get the hell on out
+Cuz I don't need your touch no more ohh!
+
+[LaTocha Scott-bridge]
+No matter how many times you lied
+I just kept coming back for more
+Back for more, back for more!!!!
+
+[Missy Elliott]
+Well we are through with your lies
+Gonna wipe the tears from my eyes
+You should have looked inside
+But now I don't got da time
+
+[both - hook]
+No matter what you say
+You can no longer hurt me
+It's over now
+Get your bags, your out
+I don't need your kiss no more ohh!
+No matter what you say
+You can no longer hurt me
+It's over now
+So get the hell on out
+Cuz I don't need your touch no more ohh!
+
+No matter what you say
+You can no longer hurt me
+It's over now
+Get your bags, your out
+I don't need your kiss no more ohh!
+No matter what you say
+You can no longer hurt me
+It's over now
+So get the hell on out
+Cuz I don't need your touch no more ohh!
+
+No matter what you say
+You can no longer hurt me
+It's over now
+Get your bags, your out
+I don't need your kiss no more ohh!
+No matter what you say
+You can no longer hurt me
+It's over now
+So get the hell on out
+Cuz I don't need your touch no more ohh!
+
+No matter what you say
+You can no longer hurt me
+It's over now
+Get your bags, your out
+I don't need your kiss no more ohh!
+No matter what you say
+You can no longer hurt me
+It's over now
+So get the hell on out
+Cuz I don't need your touch no more ohh!
+
+No matter what you say
+You can no longer hurt me
+It's over now
+Get your bags, your out
+I don't need your kiss no more ohh!
+No matter what you say
+You can no longer hurt me
+It's over now
+So get the hell on out
+Cuz I don't need your touch no more ohh!
+
+No matter what you say
+You can no longer hurt me
+It's over now
+Get your bags, your out
+I don't need your kiss no more ohh!
+No matter what you say
+You can no longer hurt me
+It's over now
+So get the hell on out
+Cuz I don't need your touch no more ohh!
+
+[Missy]
+It's over now
+**************************************************
+Pass That Dutch - Respect M.E. VersionListen up everyone, we have been just informed
+That there's an unknown virus that's attacking all clubs
+Symptoms have been said to be, heaving breathing
+Wild dancing, coughing
+So when you hear the sound, "Who-di-whoo"
+Run for cover muthafucka
+
+Woo, ah daddy, ooh, ah, oh, ooh
+Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
+(Ah, ooh)
+Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
+(Ah, ah)
+Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
+(Ah, ah)
+Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
+(Whoo)
+
+Misdemeanor on the flow, pretty boy here I come
+Pumps in the bunk make you wanna hurt something
+I can take your man I don't have to sex 'em
+Hang 'em out the window call me Micheal Jackson
+(He, he, he)
+
+I'm a pain in your rectum
+I am that bitch y'all slept on
+Heavy hitter, rhyme splitter, call me Re-Run
+Hey hey hey, I'm what's happenin'
+
+Hypnotic in my drink
+(That's right)
+Shake ya ass till it stink
+(That's right)
+Mr. Mos' on the beat
+(That's right)
+Put it down for the streets
+(That's right)
+
+(Who-di-whoo)
+Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
+Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
+Come on pass the Dutch, baby
+(Ah)
+Shake-shake shake ya stuff ladies
+
+(Who-di-whoo)
+Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
+Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
+Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat
+(Ah)
+Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet
+
+Number one drums go bump, bump, bump
+This beat here will make you hoomp, boomp, jump
+If you's a fat one, put your clothes back on
+Before you start putting pot holes in my lawn
+
+Oh my God, show 'em I'm large
+Shove my beat up, attack like my name was Saddam
+I am the bomb from New York to Milan
+And I can write a song sicker than Jeffrey Dahm'
+
+(Woop, woop)
+Don't touch my car alarm
+Break in my car you will hear, "Viper Armed"
+I've been a superstar since Daddy Kane was raw
+I'm live on stage, c'mon and give me some applause
+Thank you, oh thank you, you all are so wonderful
+
+(Who-di-whoo)
+Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
+Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
+Come on pass the Dutch, baby
+(Ah)
+Shake-shake shake ya stuff ladies
+
+(Who-di-whoo)
+Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
+Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
+Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat
+(Ah)
+Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet
+
+Listen up muthafuckas
+You have five seconds to catch your breath
+Five, four, three, two, one
+
+Pop that, pop that, make that money
+Just keep it going, like the Energizer Bunny
+Shake that, shake that, move it all around
+Spank that, yank that, dutch back now
+
+Freak him, freak her, whatever ya choice
+Didn't come to judge, I came to get ya moist
+Scream, now my voice is lost
+(Who-di-whoo)
+Can I get a ride on the white horse?
+
+(Who-di-whoo)
+Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
+Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
+Come on pass the Dutch, baby
+(Ah)
+Shake-shake shake ya stuff ladies
+
+(Who-di-whoo)
+Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
+Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
+Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat
+(Ah)
+Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet
+
+Pop that
+Pass tha Dutch, baby
+Jiggle that fat
+**************************************************
+Ching-A-Ling (clean) (Promo Only clean edit)The party is ending at 2 am, so whatever you must do, do it now
+
+Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here
+Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here, (this is)
+Thirsty, baby bring it over here (a Missy exclusive)
+Thirsty, baby bring it over here
+See my money maker, do my money maker (crazy baby)
+See my money maker, do my money maker (serious man)
+
+(Reversed) (let's go)
+M-I-S-E
+Missy be a freak
+Sex so good, I can freak you in my sleep
+Ice on my sleeve, I can make a room freeze
+Pockets more bigger than a stripper booty cheeks
+Dudes don't speak when they look at my physique
+French on my feet, cost about fifty
+I don't swing from a pole, Missy swing from a tree
+I'm Ahamed Ali, 'cause I can sting like a bee
+Whatchu know about that
+So cute and fat
+Let him hit it once, and watch the dude come back
+'Cause the back so stacked, it's like sittin' on a jack
+Missy be a mack nigga, that's a true fact
+
+Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here
+Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here
+Thirsty, baby, bring it over here
+Thirsty, baby, bring it over here (whatchu know about that)
+See my money maker, do my money maker
+See my money maker, do my money maker
+
+(Reversed)(I like this)
+Big things pop, little things stop
+If you talk a lot in your mouth you get socked
+Miss don't flop, 'cause I'm a get the props (come on)
+House on the water, Aston Martin in the lot
+Look at my watch, cost a whole lot
+So iced out, you can't see it tick-tock
+Yeah I'm so hot, and I can't be topped
+Artist drop down like Michael Jackson socks
+Got the game locked, make your body rock
+
+If Missy ain't on it, then ya song don't knock
+You might get mopped like a floor
+So don't walk
+You don't need to spit, unless you live what you talk (let's go)
+
+Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here
+Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here
+Thirsty, baby, bring it over here
+Thirsty, baby, bring it over here (whatchu know about that)
+See my money maker, do my money maker
+See my money maker, do my money maker (serious mannn)
+
+(Reversed)
+Missy switch it up, do ya damn thang
+Just like a chain, groupies wanna hang
+Talk that slang, gon' head and let it bang
+Make the hair stand like the hair on Don King
+Boom, boom, shing
+I shine like bling, bling
+Call me a queen, mean chicks stay in ya lane
+My flow so mean, if you know what I mean
+So fresh and clean, you can call me Irish Spring
+Whatchu know about that
+Shit, talk like exlax, if ya game wack
+Then you ain't sayin' jack
+Just like that ya ass'll get axed
+'Cause I got more hits than you can get out of a bat
+
+Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here
+Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here (crazy)
+Thirsty, baby bring it over here
+Thirsty, baby bring it over here (new Missy)
+See my money maker, do my money maker
+See my money maker, do my money maker
+
+(Reversed)
+This is serious man
+Soft hook
+Whatchu know about that
+Whatchu know about that
+Whatchu know about that
+Now whatchu know about that
+**************************************************
+Hot Boyz (DJ Tomekk’s 2funky remix) (feat. Nas & Eve)[Missy]
+This is for my ghetto motherfuckers
+Uh hey, are you really a hot boy?
+Oh, check me
+
+[Lil' Mo]
+What's your name, cause I'm impressed
+Can you treat me good, I won't settle for less
+You a hot boy, a rock boy
+A fun toy, tote a Glock boy
+Where you live, is it by yourself
+Can I move wit?you, do you need some help
+I cook boy, I'll give you more
+I'mma fly girl, and I like those
+
+[Missy & Lil' Mo]
+Hot boyz
+Baby you got what I want
+See cuz y'all be drivin?Lexus jeeps
+And the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps
+Nothin?cheaper, got them Platinum Visa's
+
+Hot boyz
+Baby you got what I want
+See cuz y'all be drivin?Jaguars
+And the Bentley's, and the Rolls Royce
+Playin?hardballs wit?them Platinum Visa's
+
+[Lil' Mo]
+Is that your car, the SK-8
+Are you riding alone, can I be your date
+Come get me, gimmie, don't dis me, don't trick me
+Got some friends, can they come too
+Can you hook them up wit?some boyz like you
+A hot boy, a rock boy, on top boy
+And I like those
+
+[Missy & Lil' Mo]
+Hot boyz
+Baby you got what I want
+See cuz y'all be drivin?Lexus jeeps
+And the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps
+Nothin?cheaper, wit' them Platinum Visa's
+
+Hot boyz
+Baby you got what I want
+See cuz y'all be drivin?Jaguars
+And the Bentley's, and the Rolls Royce
+Playin?hardball wit?them Platinum Visa's
+
+[Missy]
+Yo, I'mma dig in yo' pockets
+Dig in yo' wallets
+Is there money unfounded
+Yeah, you got my heart poundin?You a hot boy, drive a drop boy
+With alot boy, and you tote a Glock boy
+Give me no reason, I know that you treatin?These diamonds I抦 needin? make you believe it
+I want alot boy, with a hot boy
+Got a fun toy and you tote a Glock boy
+
+[Missy & Lil' Mo']
+Hot boy
+Baby you got what I want
+Won't you really come and satisfy me
+I be lovin?you like endlessly
+(Everyday all day)
+
+Hot boy
+Baby you got what I want
+Won't you really come and satisfy me
+I be lovin?you like endlessly
+(Oh, yes I will)
+
+[Missy]
+Where the Lexus jeeps, and the Benz jeeps
+And the Lincoln jeeps, and the Bentley's
+And the Jaguars, and the fly cars
+Where you at?
+
+Where your Lexus jeeps, and the Benz jeeps
+And the Lincoln jeeps, and the Bentley's
+And the Jaguars, and the fly cars
+Where you at?
+
+[Lil' Mo']
+Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
+Hot boyz, hot boyz (I'm out)
+Hot boyz, I like 'em like that
+**************************************************
+Hot Boyz (DJ Tomekk remix)[Missy]
+This is for my ghetto motherfuckers
+Uh hey, are you really a hot boy?
+Oh, check me
+
+[Lil' Mo]
+What's your name, cause I'm impressed
+Can you treat me good, I won't settle for less
+You a hot boy, a rock boy
+A fun toy, tote a Glock boy
+Where you live, is it by yourself
+Can I move wit?you, do you need some help
+I cook boy, I'll give you more
+I'mma fly girl, and I like those
+
+[Missy & Lil' Mo]
+Hot boyz
+Baby you got what I want
+See cuz y'all be drivin?Lexus jeeps
+And the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps
+Nothin?cheaper, got them Platinum Visa's
+
+Hot boyz
+Baby you got what I want
+See cuz y'all be drivin?Jaguars
+And the Bentley's, and the Rolls Royce
+Playin?hardballs wit?them Platinum Visa's
+
+[Lil' Mo]
+Is that your car, the SK-8
+Are you riding alone, can I be your date
+Come get me, gimmie, don't dis me, don't trick me
+Got some friends, can they come too
+Can you hook them up wit?some boyz like you
+A hot boy, a rock boy, on top boy
+And I like those
+
+[Missy & Lil' Mo]
+Hot boyz
+Baby you got what I want
+See cuz y'all be drivin?Lexus jeeps
+And the Benz jeeps, and the Lincoln jeeps
+Nothin?cheaper, wit' them Platinum Visa's
+
+Hot boyz
+Baby you got what I want
+See cuz y'all be drivin?Jaguars
+And the Bentley's, and the Rolls Royce
+Playin?hardball wit?them Platinum Visa's
+
+[Missy]
+Yo, I'mma dig in yo' pockets
+Dig in yo' wallets
+Is there money unfounded
+Yeah, you got my heart poundin?You a hot boy, drive a drop boy
+With alot boy, and you tote a Glock boy
+Give me no reason, I know that you treatin?These diamonds I抦 needin? make you believe it
+I want alot boy, with a hot boy
+Got a fun toy and you tote a Glock boy
+
+[Missy & Lil' Mo']
+Hot boy
+Baby you got what I want
+Won't you really come and satisfy me
+I be lovin?you like endlessly
+(Everyday all day)
+
+Hot boy
+Baby you got what I want
+Won't you really come and satisfy me
+I be lovin?you like endlessly
+(Oh, yes I will)
+
+[Missy]
+Where the Lexus jeeps, and the Benz jeeps
+And the Lincoln jeeps, and the Bentley's
+And the Jaguars, and the fly cars
+Where you at?
+
+Where your Lexus jeeps, and the Benz jeeps
+And the Lincoln jeeps, and the Bentley's
+And the Jaguars, and the fly cars
+Where you at?
+
+[Lil' Mo']
+Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
+Hot boyz, hot boyz (I'm out)
+Hot boyz, I like 'em like that
+**************************************************
+Take Away (album version)(Missy)
+You're so incredible
+Ever since the day we became, we became.. so personal
+Everyday that I spend with you it gets.. unforgettable
+Anything that I did with you, I don't.. regret at all
+(I love everything about you)
+
+Take away, your gold and platinum chains
+(and I'm gonna love you baby)
+Cause I'm gon' love, love you anyway
+(I ain't in it for the cheddar baby)
+I'm not in it for, for the love of cash
+(oh no no, you might go broke, but I'm)
+Cause if you go broke, I gotta make it last
+(not goin nowhere, nowhere, nowhere..)
+
+(Ginuwine)
+Listen, let's make, it national
+I want the whole world to know
+I'm with you, and I'm.. in love
+Ain't no girl in this world
+Can fill your shoes, none not at all
+The things you do for me is so.. unbelievable
+And you can take away all the platinum chains
+
+(Missy) + (Ginuwine)
+Take away, your gold and platinum chains
+Cause I'm gon love, love you anyway
+(I'ma love you anyway, yes I am)
+I'm not in it for, for the love of cash
+(I'm only in it for the love of you)
+Cause if you go broke I gotta make it last
+(I gotta make it last babyyy)
+
+I just wanna be the perfect match
+You don't even have to ask..
+I just wanna be the perfect match
+We become so attached..
+(we become so attached baby that's all I ask)
+I just wanna be the perfect match
+You don't even have to ask..
+I just wanna be the perfect match
+We become so attached..
+(be the perfect match baby, so attached, yeahyeaheyeahhh)
+
+(computer voice)
+Now can you hold me, now can you feel me
+Now can you get near me..
+For once in your lifetime, for once in your lifetime
+Now can you hold me, now can you feel me
+Now can you get near me..
+For once in your lifetime, for once in your lifetime
+
+(Missy)
+Take away, your gold and platinum chains
+Cause I'm gon' love, love you anyway
+I'm not in it for, for the love of cash
+Cause if you go broke, I gotta make it last
+**************************************************
+Take Away (radio edit)(Missy)
+You're so incredible
+Ever since the day we became, we became.. so personal
+Everyday that I spend with you it gets.. unforgettable
+Anything that I did with you, I don't.. regret at all
+(I love everything about you)
+
+Take away, your gold and platinum chains
+(and I'm gonna love you baby)
+Cause I'm gon' love, love you anyway
+(I ain't in it for the cheddar baby)
+I'm not in it for, for the love of cash
+(oh no no, you might go broke, but I'm)
+Cause if you go broke, I gotta make it last
+(not goin nowhere, nowhere, nowhere..)
+
+(Ginuwine)
+Listen, let's make, it national
+I want the whole world to know
+I'm with you, and I'm.. in love
+Ain't no girl in this world
+Can fill your shoes, none not at all
+The things you do for me is so.. unbelievable
+And you can take away all the platinum chains
+
+(Missy) + (Ginuwine)
+Take away, your gold and platinum chains
+Cause I'm gon love, love you anyway
+(I'ma love you anyway, yes I am)
+I'm not in it for, for the love of cash
+(I'm only in it for the love of you)
+Cause if you go broke I gotta make it last
+(I gotta make it last babyyy)
+
+I just wanna be the perfect match
+You don't even have to ask..
+I just wanna be the perfect match
+We become so attached..
+(we become so attached baby that's all I ask)
+I just wanna be the perfect match
+You don't even have to ask..
+I just wanna be the perfect match
+We become so attached..
+(be the perfect match baby, so attached, yeahyeaheyeahhh)
+
+(computer voice)
+Now can you hold me, now can you feel me
+Now can you get near me..
+For once in your lifetime, for once in your lifetime
+Now can you hold me, now can you feel me
+Now can you get near me..
+For once in your lifetime, for once in your lifetime
+
+(Missy)
+Take away, your gold and platinum chains
+Cause I'm gon' love, love you anyway
+I'm not in it for, for the love of cash
+Cause if you go broke, I gotta make it last
+**************************************************
+I’ve Changed (feat. Lil’ Mo) - InterludeYes I've changed again, baby
+Changed.. changed..
+Changed, the games, that I, used to play
+Play.. leavin when I stay
+Woo! Ohhh, ooooh, baby
+I've changed - I said that I've changed
+I said I've changed - the games, ain't the same
+They ain't the same
+I've changed - the pressure wasn't greatener
+On the, other, siiiiide-ide-ide-ide
+
+[Missy + (Mo)]
+Aight aight aight Mo chill (cause I know I've changed)
+Yo Mo (I know I've changed, baby I swear I'm changed)
+Yo Mo chill (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
+Yo chill, you singin like you
+You singin like you in church raisin money (I've changed)
+For some choir rows or somethin (I've changed, I've changed)
+You changed? I'm bout to change to a new track (ohhh-
+**************************************************
+You Don’t Know MeYou give your hand to me and then you say hello
+And i can hardly speak my heart is beating so
+And anyone can tell you think you know me well
+But you don't know me
+No you don't know the one who dreams of you at night
+And longs to kiss your lips and longs to hold you tight
+To you I'm just a friend that's all i've ever been
+No you don't know me
+For I never knew the art of making love
+Though my heart aches with love for you
+Afraid and shy I let my chance go by
+The chance you might have loved me too
+You give your hand to me and then you say good bye
+I watch you walk away beside the lucky guy
+To never never know the one who loves you so
+No you don't know me
+(Music Break)
+You give your hand to me and then you say good bye
+I watch you walk away beside the lucky guy
+To never never know the one who loves you so
+No you don't know me
+**************************************************
+Bus-A-Bus (feat. Busta Rhymes) - InterludeYes in deed yes in deed out this mothafucka
+Back with the right foot steppin' in first
+And the left foot steppin' in after
+I go by the divine attribute of bus a bus down suttin'
+Other wise known as busta motha fucking rhymes
+Out this bitch you know I mean
+'Cause I'm in the spot love it
+When a bitch kiss up on a mafucka
+I love it the way when I piss up on a mafucka
+Mafucka they need to chill relax
+What yaw need to do is listen up mafucka
+So as we begin to get you addictive to the shit
+Thats so addictive make sure you got your
+Peoples with you, you know one of your peoples
+That stay sober you know to make sure
+You get home safely 'cause
+We about to take it there mafucka's Miss. E
+Missdameanor Elliot so addictive
+**************************************************
+GET UR FREAK ON (HELVETICAN REMIX)[Verse 1]
+Missy be puttin' it down, I'm the hottest 'round
+I told y'all motherfuckers, y'all can't stop me now
+Listen to me now, I'm lastin' twenty rounds
+And if you want me (nigga) then come on, get me now
+Is you with me now? Then biggie, biggie bounce
+I know you dig the way I sw-sw-switch my style
+Holla
+People sing around
+Now people gather 'round, now people jump around
+
+[Chorus]
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on
+Go, getcha getcha getcha getcha getcha freak on
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on
+Go, getcha getcha getcha getcha getcha freak on
+
+[Verse 2]
+Is that your chick? People you know
+Me and Timbaland been hot since twenty years ago
+What tha dilly yo? Now what tha drilly yo?
+If you wanna battle me then (nigga) let me know
+Holla
+Got to feel it, son
+Lemme throw you some (maut mujhko)
+People, here I come, now sweat me when I'm done
+We got the radio shook like we got a gun
+
+[Chorus]
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on
+Go, getcha getcha getcha getcha getcha freak on
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on
+Go, getcha getcha getcha getcha getcha freak on
+
+[Verse 3]
+Quiet! (Shhh) Hush your mouth, silence when I spit it out
+In your face, open your mouth, give you a taste
+Holla
+Ain't no stoppin' me, copy written so don't copy me
+Y'all do it sloppily and y'all can't come close to me
+I know you feel me now, I know you hear me loud
+I scream it loud and proud, Missy gon' blow it down
+People gon' play me now, in and outta town
+'Cause I'm the best around with this crazy style
+
+[Chorus]
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on
+Go, getcha getcha getcha getcha getcha freak on
+
+[Outro]
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on
+Go, get your freak on, go, get your freak on
+Go, getcha getcha getcha getcha getcha freak on
+**************************************************
+Teary eyed - without mommy interludeTwo thousand five!!
+There will be no room for y'all with no originality
+WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
+You're, the reason I don't trust no one
+And I don't love no one, from the places I've come
+The sad songs, I've sung, all the times I've been stung
+Boy you, bring the worst out of me (HOLLA!)
+And I cain't, allow these tears I've cried
+The emptiness inside, that left me so petrified
+Tried to keep, love alive, but I became too tired
+Cause you, bring the worst out of me
+And, I wish I coulda changed the way things have gone
+And start life and do it now maybe once again (YES!)
+I don't know when or where but somethin must have went wrong
+And all I have to sayyyy, is now...
+When I sing this song I get so tear-y eyed
+Cause you get under my skin, can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life with you
+But look what you've, done, to me
+I, comprimised all my time
+And rearranged my life, to make sure you was fine
+Cause our love, was on the line, and I became so unkind
+Cause you, brought the worst out of me (you brought the
+Worst out of me)
+This is, how the story goes (WOO!)
+The others want to know, when it's out of control
+You work, and you work, but someone gets hurt
+And I guess, that, be, me
+**************************************************
+Teary Eyed (ATFC Drumdub)[Verse 1]
+You're the reason I don't trust no one
+And I don't love no one
+From the places I've come
+Sad songs I've sung
+All the times I've been stung
+For you bring the worst out of me
+(HOLLA!)
+And I can't down these tears I've cried
+The heaviness inside
+Left me so petrified
+Tried ta keep love alive
+But I became too tired
+Cuz you bring the worst out of me
+
+(Eh, eh, eh, ehehay)
+
+[Refrain]
+I wish I could change the way things have gone
+And start life anew and now maybe once again
+I don't know when and where but sumthin must've went wrong
+And all I have to say.......
+
+[Chorus]
+Is when I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+
+[Verse 2]
+And I compromised all my time
+And rearranged my life
+To make sure you was fine
+Cuz our love was on the line
+And I became so unkind
+Cuz you brought the worst out of me
+(You brought the worst out of me)
+This is (this is) how the story goes
+Those ones who know
+When its out of control
+You work (work) and you work (work)
+And sumone gets hurt
+And I guess that be me.....
+
+When I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+
+(Eh, eh, eh, ehehay)
+
+[Refrain]
+I wish I could change the way things have gone
+And start life anew and now maybe once again
+I don't know when and where but sumthin must've went wrong
+And all I can say.......
+
+(When I sing)
+Is when I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+**************************************************
+Teary Eyed (Sugardip club)[Verse 1]
+You're the reason I don't trust no one
+And I don't love no one
+From the places I've come
+Sad songs I've sung
+All the times I've been stung
+For you bring the worst out of me
+(HOLLA!)
+And I can't down these tears I've cried
+The heaviness inside
+Left me so petrified
+Tried ta keep love alive
+But I became too tired
+Cuz you bring the worst out of me
+
+(Eh, eh, eh, ehehay)
+
+[Refrain]
+I wish I could change the way things have gone
+And start life anew and now maybe once again
+I don't know when and where but sumthin must've went wrong
+And all I have to say.......
+
+[Chorus]
+Is when I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+
+[Verse 2]
+And I compromised all my time
+And rearranged my life
+To make sure you was fine
+Cuz our love was on the line
+And I became so unkind
+Cuz you brought the worst out of me
+(You brought the worst out of me)
+This is (this is) how the story goes
+Those ones who know
+When its out of control
+You work (work) and you work (work)
+And sumone gets hurt
+And I guess that be me.....
+
+When I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+
+(Eh, eh, eh, ehehay)
+
+[Refrain]
+I wish I could change the way things have gone
+And start life anew and now maybe once again
+I don't know when and where but sumthin must've went wrong
+And all I can say.......
+
+(When I sing)
+Is when I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+**************************************************
+Teary Eyed (Sugardip Morning After mix)[Verse 1]
+You're the reason I don't trust no one
+And I don't love no one
+From the places I've come
+Sad songs I've sung
+All the times I've been stung
+For you bring the worst out of me
+(HOLLA!)
+And I can't down these tears I've cried
+The heaviness inside
+Left me so petrified
+Tried ta keep love alive
+But I became too tired
+Cuz you bring the worst out of me
+
+(Eh, eh, eh, ehehay)
+
+[Refrain]
+I wish I could change the way things have gone
+And start life anew and now maybe once again
+I don't know when and where but sumthin must've went wrong
+And all I have to say.......
+
+[Chorus]
+Is when I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+
+[Verse 2]
+And I compromised all my time
+And rearranged my life
+To make sure you was fine
+Cuz our love was on the line
+And I became so unkind
+Cuz you brought the worst out of me
+(You brought the worst out of me)
+This is (this is) how the story goes
+Those ones who know
+When its out of control
+You work (work) and you work (work)
+And sumone gets hurt
+And I guess that be me.....
+
+When I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+
+(Eh, eh, eh, ehehay)
+
+[Refrain]
+I wish I could change the way things have gone
+And start life anew and now maybe once again
+I don't know when and where but sumthin must've went wrong
+And all I can say.......
+
+(When I sing)
+Is when I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+**************************************************
+Teary Eyed (ATFC club mix)[Verse 1]
+You're the reason I don't trust no one
+And I don't love no one
+From the places I've come
+Sad songs I've sung
+All the times I've been stung
+For you bring the worst out of me
+(HOLLA!)
+And I can't down these tears I've cried
+The heaviness inside
+Left me so petrified
+Tried ta keep love alive
+But I became too tired
+Cuz you bring the worst out of me
+
+(Eh, eh, eh, ehehay)
+
+[Refrain]
+I wish I could change the way things have gone
+And start life anew and now maybe once again
+I don't know when and where but sumthin must've went wrong
+And all I have to say.......
+
+[Chorus]
+Is when I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+
+[Verse 2]
+And I compromised all my time
+And rearranged my life
+To make sure you was fine
+Cuz our love was on the line
+And I became so unkind
+Cuz you brought the worst out of me
+(You brought the worst out of me)
+This is (this is) how the story goes
+Those ones who know
+When its out of control
+You work (work) and you work (work)
+And sumone gets hurt
+And I guess that be me.....
+
+When I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+
+(Eh, eh, eh, ehehay)
+
+[Refrain]
+I wish I could change the way things have gone
+And start life anew and now maybe once again
+I don't know when and where but sumthin must've went wrong
+And all I can say.......
+
+(When I sing)
+Is when I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+**************************************************
+Teary Eyed (Maurice Joshua club mix)[Verse 1]
+You're the reason I don't trust no one
+And I don't love no one
+From the places I've come
+Sad songs I've sung
+All the times I've been stung
+For you bring the worst out of me
+(HOLLA!)
+And I can't down these tears I've cried
+The heaviness inside
+Left me so petrified
+Tried ta keep love alive
+But I became too tired
+Cuz you bring the worst out of me
+
+(Eh, eh, eh, ehehay)
+
+[Refrain]
+I wish I could change the way things have gone
+And start life anew and now maybe once again
+I don't know when and where but sumthin must've went wrong
+And all I have to say.......
+
+[Chorus]
+Is when I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+
+[Verse 2]
+And I compromised all my time
+And rearranged my life
+To make sure you was fine
+Cuz our love was on the line
+And I became so unkind
+Cuz you brought the worst out of me
+(You brought the worst out of me)
+This is (this is) how the story goes
+Those ones who know
+When its out of control
+You work (work) and you work (work)
+And sumone gets hurt
+And I guess that be me.....
+
+When I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+
+(Eh, eh, eh, ehehay)
+
+[Refrain]
+I wish I could change the way things have gone
+And start life anew and now maybe once again
+I don't know when and where but sumthin must've went wrong
+And all I can say.......
+
+(When I sing)
+Is when I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+**************************************************
+Teary Eyed (Maurice Joshua Beats)[Verse 1]
+You're the reason I don't trust no one
+And I don't love no one
+From the places I've come
+Sad songs I've sung
+All the times I've been stung
+For you bring the worst out of me
+(HOLLA!)
+And I can't down these tears I've cried
+The heaviness inside
+Left me so petrified
+Tried ta keep love alive
+But I became too tired
+Cuz you bring the worst out of me
+
+(Eh, eh, eh, ehehay)
+
+[Refrain]
+I wish I could change the way things have gone
+And start life anew and now maybe once again
+I don't know when and where but sumthin must've went wrong
+And all I have to say.......
+
+[Chorus]
+Is when I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+
+[Verse 2]
+And I compromised all my time
+And rearranged my life
+To make sure you was fine
+Cuz our love was on the line
+And I became so unkind
+Cuz you brought the worst out of me
+(You brought the worst out of me)
+This is (this is) how the story goes
+Those ones who know
+When its out of control
+You work (work) and you work (work)
+And sumone gets hurt
+And I guess that be me.....
+
+When I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+
+(Eh, eh, eh, ehehay)
+
+[Refrain]
+I wish I could change the way things have gone
+And start life anew and now maybe once again
+I don't know when and where but sumthin must've went wrong
+And all I can say.......
+
+(When I sing)
+Is when I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+**************************************************
+Teary Eyed (Tiefschwarz dub)[Verse 1]
+You're the reason I don't trust no one
+And I don't love no one
+From the places I've come
+Sad songs I've sung
+All the times I've been stung
+For you bring the worst out of me
+(HOLLA!)
+And I can't down these tears I've cried
+The heaviness inside
+Left me so petrified
+Tried ta keep love alive
+But I became too tired
+Cuz you bring the worst out of me
+
+(Eh, eh, eh, ehehay)
+
+[Refrain]
+I wish I could change the way things have gone
+And start life anew and now maybe once again
+I don't know when and where but sumthin must've went wrong
+And all I have to say.......
+
+[Chorus]
+Is when I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+
+[Verse 2]
+And I compromised all my time
+And rearranged my life
+To make sure you was fine
+Cuz our love was on the line
+And I became so unkind
+Cuz you brought the worst out of me
+(You brought the worst out of me)
+This is (this is) how the story goes
+Those ones who know
+When its out of control
+You work (work) and you work (work)
+And sumone gets hurt
+And I guess that be me.....
+
+When I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+
+(Eh, eh, eh, ehehay)
+
+[Refrain]
+I wish I could change the way things have gone
+And start life anew and now maybe once again
+I don't know when and where but sumthin must've went wrong
+And all I can say.......
+
+(When I sing)
+Is when I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+**************************************************
+Teary Eyed (Tiefschwarz club mix)[Verse 1]
+You're the reason I don't trust no one
+And I don't love no one
+From the places I've come
+Sad songs I've sung
+All the times I've been stung
+For you bring the worst out of me
+(HOLLA!)
+And I can't down these tears I've cried
+The heaviness inside
+Left me so petrified
+Tried ta keep love alive
+But I became too tired
+Cuz you bring the worst out of me
+
+(Eh, eh, eh, ehehay)
+
+[Refrain]
+I wish I could change the way things have gone
+And start life anew and now maybe once again
+I don't know when and where but sumthin must've went wrong
+And all I have to say.......
+
+[Chorus]
+Is when I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+
+[Verse 2]
+And I compromised all my time
+And rearranged my life
+To make sure you was fine
+Cuz our love was on the line
+And I became so unkind
+Cuz you brought the worst out of me
+(You brought the worst out of me)
+This is (this is) how the story goes
+Those ones who know
+When its out of control
+You work (work) and you work (work)
+And sumone gets hurt
+And I guess that be me.....
+
+When I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
+
+(Eh, eh, eh, ehehay)
+
+[Refrain]
+I wish I could change the way things have gone
+And start life anew and now maybe once again
+I don't know when and where but sumthin must've went wrong
+And all I can say.......
+
+(When I sing)
+Is when I sing this song
+I get so teary eyed
+Cuz you get under my skin
+Can't let you suck me dry
+I was gonna marry you, have kids for you
+Stay true to you, live life wit you
+But look what you've done to me (meeeeeee)
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