Missy Elliott - Respect M.E. [compilation] (2006) by Missy Elliott (보컬) on maniadb.com

KORE KARA MINNA DE
MECHAKUCHA ODOTTE SAWAGO SAWAGO
Headbanger
hit me hit me hit me hit me
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 skurt
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
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
HWO IS THAT BEIT
People you don't know
Me and Timbaland been hot since
twenty years ago
What da dilly yo
now what da drilly yo
If you wanna battle me then NIGGA
lemme know
HOLLA Got to feel it son
Lemme throw you some Aap to mujko
People here I come
now sweat me when I'm done
We got the radio shook
like we got a gun
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
QUIET Sssshhhhhh hush yo' mouth
Silence when I spit it out
hach PTOO in yo' 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
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
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

Music make u lose control
Music make u lose control
Lets go
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Here we go now
Here we go now
Here we go now
Here we go now
Watch out now
Misdemeanors in da house
Ciaras in da house
Misdemeanors in tha house
Fat man scoop man
scoop man scoop
I've got a cute face
Chubby waist
Thick legs in shape
Rump shakin both wayz
Make u do a double take
Planet Rocka show stopa
Flo froppa head knocka
Beat stalla tail droppa
Do ma thang muthafukas
Ma rose royce lamborghini
Blu madina alwayz beamin
Ragtop chrome pipes
Blu lights outta sight
Long weave sewed in
Say it again sewed in
Make dat money tho it n
Booty bouncin gon hit
Everybody here
Get it outta control
Get yo backs off tha wall
Cuz misdemeanor said so
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody
Well ma name is ciara
4 all u fly fellaz
No 1 can do it betta
She'll sing on acapella
Boy tha music
Makes me lose control
We gon make u lose control
And let it go 4 u kno
U gon hit tha flo
I rok 2 da beat till
im tired
Walk n da club
it's fiya
Get it krunk and wired
Wave ya hands scream louda
If u smoke den fiya it up
Bring da roof down
Den holla
If u tipsy stand up
Dj turn it louda
Take sumbody by da
waist den uh
Now tho it in dey
face like uh
Hypnotic robotic
This here will rock
yo bodies
Take sumbody by da
waist den uh
Now tho it in dey
face like uh
Systematica static
This hit be automatic
Work wait
Work work work wait
Work work work wait
Work work work wait
Do it right
Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha floor
Everybody here
Get it outta control
Get yo backs off tha wall
Cuz misdemeanor said so
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody
Lets go
Everybody here
Get it outta control
Get yo backs off da wall
Cuz misdemeanor said
So
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody
Get loose
Put yo back on tha wall
Put yo back on tha wall
Put yo back on tha wall
Put yo back on tha wall
Misdemeanors in da house
Ciaras in da house
Misdemeanors in tha house
music make u lose control
We on fiya
We on fiya
We on fiya
We on fiya
Now tho it gurl
Tho it gurl
Tho it gurl
Tho it gurl
Yeah
Now move yo arm 2
tha left gurl
Now move yo arm 2
tha left gurl
Now move yo arm 2
tha right gurl
Now move yo arm 2
tha right gurl
Lets go now lets go now
lets go now
Wooo lets go
Should i bring it back
right now
Now bring it back now
Woooo oohhh
I see u c
Now ima iam do it like c did
Now shake it gurl
Cum on and jus shake it gurl
Cum on and let it
pop right gurl
Cum on and let it
pop right gurl
Now bak it up gurl
Bak it up gurl
Bak it up gurl
Bak it up gurl
Woooo woooo woooo
Go go
Bring it 2 da front
gurl go go
Bring it 2 da front
gurl go go
Bring it 2 da front
gurl go go
Bring it 2 da front
gurl lets go lets go lets go
Wooo

Yo, this is for my motherfucking club heads
You feel me? Yeah

People, gangstas and pimps
And people smokin' that deeper reefer
Up in the club with speaker, I had some base and tweeters
DJ is jockin' needle, 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 your rubber

Show me some love, strip off your clothes
And take off your socks

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
When the music come on, you take my breath away

This is 4 my people, my party people
And this is 4 my people, my motherfucking people
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down

This is 4 my people, my party people
And this is 4 my people, my ecstasy people
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down

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'm look him right in his face and say dance with me

This is 4 my people, my party people
And this is 4 my people, my motherfucking people
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down, get on down

This is 4 my people, my party people
And this is 4 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 uno, dos dos, tres tres
Uno uno, dos dos, tres tres
Uno uno, dos dos, tres tres
Uno uno, dos dos, tres tres

Can't stand when a nigga fuckin' up my plans
All night liquored up while I'm trynna 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 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
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

This is 4 my people, my party people
And this is 4 my people, my motherfucking people
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get down
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down, down

This is 4 my people, my party people
And this is 4 my people, my ecstasy people
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down

My style can't be dupilcated
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
Step back cause I might
put it on ya
I go deep so deep
till you sleep
Count sheep wake ya up from
all week
You don't want me to show ya
how freak bitches act
when I ain't soba
Word up I'm tore up sho nuff
I ain't scared to
take it off tell the freak
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
stop fronting
Hey boy you know
I'm your type your type
52 and wear my jeans
real tight
My curves they swerve
so superb
My word is my word and
I came to serve
We run this
We run this
We run this
Oh oh oh
where you from
It's where you at
And if you came to freak a
leak better bring your hat
East coast west coast
down south
Represent your coast
Yeah we run it
Yeah we run it
Y'all don't want it
Cause my coast run it
Oh
We run this shit
We run this shit
Wanna pull my hair
Break my back
For the 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
I need a back rub
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
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
We run this
We run this
We run this
Oh oh oh
where you from
It's where you at
And if you came to freak a
leak better bring your hat
East coast west coast
down south
Represent your coast
Yeah we run it
yeah we run it
Y'all don't want it
Cause my coast run it
Oh
We run this shit
We run this shit
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
A lot of 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
With a superstar
I got my foot on the clutch
see me bounce my butt
Misdeameanor too much and
I don't give a fuck
We run this
We run this
We run this
Oh oh oh
where you from
It's where you at
And if you came to freak a
leak better bring your hat
We run this
We run this
We run this
Oh oh oh
Represent your coast and
act like you know
Know how to act before you
step your two feet
in the do'

{*scratching*} DJ please, pick up your phone I'm on the request line {*scratching*} This is a Missy Elliott one time exclusive (C'mon, c'mon) [Chorus] 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" - backwards 2X*} If you got a big [elephant], let me search ya To find out how hard I gotta work ya {*"I put my thing down, flip and reverse it" - backwards 2X*} [Verse 1] 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 whiffs 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 [repeat chorus] [Verse 2] If you're a fly gyal, 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" - 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 [Chorus] [Verse 3] Boys, boys, all type of boys Black, white, Puerto Rican, Chinese boys {??} thanga thang, {??} thanga thang 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 [Chorus] To my fellas, ooooh Good God, I like the way you work that {*scratching*} To my ladies, woo You sure know how to work that, good God

Yo, yo, move out the way we got Missy Elliott commin?through Girl that is Missy Elliott, she lost a lot of weight, I heard she eat one cracker a day Girl, what I heard the bitch was married to Tim, and started fuckin?with Trina Well I heard the bitch got hit by three zebras and a monkey I can't stand the bitch no way When I walk up in the peach I aint gotta eat speed I'm a bad mamma jamma god damnit muthafucka You aint gotta like me I aint stuttin these hos Needa talk but you know Stop talking bout who I'm stickin I'm lickin You just mad it aint yours I know yall poor Yall broke Yall jobs just hangin up cloaks Step to me get burnt like toast Muthafucka adios amigos Ah ah Poes Poes I don? brag I mostly boast From the VA to the LA coast Izzy Kizzy Lizzy Go Chorus: 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 Im drivin im blinding them upside these muthafuckas ass Did you see it Im drippin these curves Skurt Did you heard I lovas my fellas my furs Ah I fly like a bird Chickenheads on the prowl Who you tryda fuck now Now you aint getting loud Better calm down before I smack ya ass down I need my drum bass high Has to be my snare strings horn Yes I need my Tim sound Right left Izzy Kizzy look at him Chorus: 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 Now I don? go out my house shorty you just waitin to see Who im roll up in the club with and report that next week Just wanna see who I am ******* or sniffin some coke I know by the time I finish this line ima hear this on the radio [Ludacris] Once upon a time in Kyla 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 bidness And devised the plan Made a CD then he hit the block Fifty thousand sold, seven dollars a pop Hold the phone, three years later Steped out the swamp with ten and a half gators Now all around the world on the microphone He leaves your boobs smellin like Burberry cologne Still ride the chrome Got bidness in the kitchen Never home alone And hes on the grind Please let me know if hes on your mind And respect youll gimmie Ludacris, I look lord like Timmy Had the Clint East rumor I got a head ache and its not a tumor Get up on my lap get my head tucked tight Sprayed so I never let the bed bugs bite Im hard to the core Core to the right You drop down turn around pick up hella clipe (ya) Chorus: 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 Yo straight up, Missy killed that shit tonight foreal I know I don? really care bout her being pregnant by Micheal Jackson You know what we should do? We should go get her album when it come out, what she gon do she gon do, shh Hi Missy! Hi Missy?! Wusup foos! You think I aint knowin yall broke Milli Vanilli Jay Jay fan wannabes aint over here gossiping bout me? Yo how bout you buff these Pumas for 20 cents or your lights wont 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! Musi ques I sews on bews I pues a twos on que zat Pue zoo My kizzer Pous zigga ay zee

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

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 all night
For a long time
Just start countin the ways
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
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
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
It's time to set yo' clock back
'Bout as long as you can
I stop daylight and 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 as
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
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 Understan
I don't want no 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 one minute man

Break 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

[PRE-HOOK] oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh I'm,I'm,I'm,I'm,I'm really,really Hot,Hot,Hot,Hot,Hot [1st VERSE] Let me holla' at the d.j. Come on d.j. put that record on the replay Don't you see how them bitches move they bootay Everytime you play this record, smell like coochie Follow dem',Screamin' like a groupay Misdemeanor move my nookie like a hoochay For them hatas 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 gonna' keep talkin' shit till you get this I'm gonna' bust up in the club wit' no guest list Them otha' artist, I 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 [PRE-HOOK] [CHORUS] I'm really,really hot Everytime my records drop Radio says I won't stop Cus' I'm killin' em' [2nd VERSE] You don't know whatcha' talkin' bout You would think I was Sug when I come out My album hit hard when I roll out Yall records make a bitch wanna' throw em out And that's no doubt See I rock bells Fly as hell and cool as ? Baby can't ya' tell I lick my lips like I'm L.L. And I'm doin' it,and doin' it,and doin' it well Straight to the hotel I'm cellabut so,boy,you gets no tell Kiss,kiss and still you gets nowhere Just two blue balls down in yo' underwear I play unfair I'm a hot gal Hot cars and stars and strip bars And 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 chere [PRE-HOOK] [CHORUS] Look,let me move to the left Go head,let me fell myself Touch my chest my sweat Show that d.j. how I shake my breast Jiggle,jiggle,jangle Watch how my gludius dangle I do a 1-2 step,STOP No,I ain't done yet Everybody in the club,go to work Tight jeans,crop shirts,short skirts I'm gonna' rock to the beat till' it hurt I'm gonna' drop it on the streest Yeah ya' heard Hatas' I flip the bird Got guns,so what,I ain't scurred I came to boogie and swerve I ain't lyin' folk that's my word [PRE-HOOK] [CHORUS] Really-ly-ly-ly-ly-ly-ly-ly-hot-hot-hot-hot-hot Really-ly-ly-ly-ly-ly-ly-ly-hot-hot-hot-hot-hot

[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.. 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 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 (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 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!) [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 baby! (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 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 [applause] "Thank you! oh thank you, you all are so wonderful!" [Chorus] [Interlude] Listen up, you have five seconds to catch your breath Five - four - three - two - one [alarm rings] [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 ya 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? [horse neighing] [Chorus] [Outro] Pop that Pass tha dutch baby! Jiggle that fat Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet

[Timbaland] Say what, say what? Say what, say what? Say what, say what? Missy, bring it in [Missy] Why you played on me? Wasn't I good enough for you? (Wasn't I 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 And if you planning on leavin' me again Then give me a sign (Say what, say what) [702] 1 - 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 if's ands or waits It's over babe 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 if's ands or waits It's over babe [Missy] Why you cheatin' 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 going to all the parties) Left me in the dark with no kind of sign (Why don't you give me a sign) Repeat 1 All my friends say I can do better than you (Say what, say what) Maybe they was right Cuz I feel like a fool (Fool, fool) But I can't let you go Until you take some time To tell me why you left me without A God damn sign (Say what, say what) Repeat 1 [Timbaland] Magoo, Magoo [Magoo] Type of nigga' made built to last Look homegirl I pump like gas wind Get ya friend and ya girl and them My sex drive workout like a gym can Was the girl that I used to hit You the girl that I got to quit See the kitty cat Gotta gold it like a light In the night you the freak I'm out wit 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, stayin' alive Shoot me sugar, there it is Now we talkin' square biz I'm leaving you without a reas(on) What I steal, but a kiss What you think, I'm hen pecked? Girl, get yo mind checked Take the time, recollect I just gave you disrespect [Timbaland] Ahh Like that? Like that? Beep me 911 baby Uh huh, uh huh Uh huh, uh huh Uh huh, uh huh Uh huh, uh huh Say what? Say what? Misdemeanor, 702 What cha'all gonna do fellas? Don't beep them 911 Don't beep them 911 Don't beep them 911

(rock the joint) Me I'm supa fly (uh-huh) Supa dupa fly (uh-huh) Supa dupa fly I can't stand the rain! (uh) Me I'm supa fly (uh-huh) 'gainst my window Supa dupa fly (uh-huh) Supa dupa fly I can't stand the rain! (uh) Me I'm supa fly (uh-huh) 'gainst my window Supa dupa fly (uh-huh) Supa dupa fly I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh) Me I'm supa fly (uh-huh) 'gainst my window When the rain hits my window I take and {inhale, cough} me some indo Me and Timbaland, ooh, we sang a jangle We so tight, that you get our styles Tango Sway on dosie-do like you loco Can we get kinky tonight? Like CoCo, so-so You don't wanna play with my Yo-Yo I smoke my hydro on the dee-low I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh-huh) 'gainst my window (against my window) I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh-huh) 'gainst my window (against my window) I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh-huh) 'gainst my window (against my window) I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh-huh) 'gainst my window (say what?) Yeah.. Beep beep, who got the keys to the Jeep? V-r-rrrrrrrooooom! (uh-huh) I'm drivin to the beach Top down, loud sounds, see my peeps (uhh) Give them pounds, now look who it be (who it be) It be me me me and Timothy (me me!) Look like it's bout to rain, what a shame (uh-huh) I got the Armor-All to shine up the stain Oh Missy, try to maintain Icky-icky-icky-icky-icky-icky-icky.. I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh-huh) (uh-huh) I can't stand the rain! (say what? uh-huh, uh-huh) 'gainst my window (uh-huh) I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh-huh) 'gainst my window (yeah) I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh-huh) 'gainst my window (uh-huh) I can't stand the rain! I feel the wind Five six seven, eight nine ten Begin, I sit on Hill's like Lauryn Until the rain starts, comin down, pourin Chill, I got my umbrella My finger waves be dazed, they fall like Humpty Chumpy, I break up with him before he dump me To have me yes you lucky I can't stand the rain! (ha, uhh) 'gainst my window (uh-huh) I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh-huh) 'gainst my window (against my window) I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh) 'gainst my window (what?) I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh, uh-huh) 'gainst my window (uh) I can't stand the rain! (what?) (like that baby) I can't stand the rain! (can you stand the rain?) (uh-huh, stand the rain) I can't stand the rain! (what?) (can you stand the rain?) I can't stand the rain! (can you stand the rain?) (uh-huh, can you stand the rain?) I can't stand the rain! (what?) 'gainst my window (uh-huh) I can't stand the rain! 'gainst my window (huh) I can't stand the rain! (hmm..) 'gainst my window (yo) I can't stand the rain! (why not, break it down like dat) 'gainst my window (break it down baby) I can't stand the rain! (uh-huh) (yeah like that, uh-huh) I can't stand the rain! (uh, huh) (uhh.. Misdemeanor) I can't stand the rain! .. I can't stand the rain! .. fades out

Uh, hit me [Missy] Don't explain, you never change Same old thing, 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 won't be wit' me [Missy] (Nicole) 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, know) Cuz a chick gotta live (A chick like me, I got to live) [Missy] 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 tricks 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 [Missy] (Nicole) 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) [Missy] (Nicole) 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) [Missy] (Nicole) 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) Cuz 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) Cuz a chick gotta live (A chick like me, I got to live) [Missy] 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? Where's my money? Where's my clothes? [Big Boi] Aight, uh Why you all in my grill? I'm thinkin' it's time to chill Yeah, but you on a drill, though I couldn't even step out the baby blue Bonneville Cuz you be tryin' to kill my hoe, 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 dirty your Victoria's Secret's And your Frederick's You wanted the Waldorf Astoria But instead I took you to Cedrick's, to entertain you To give you to the "G", and never claim you Me and Missy, we get it straight pissin' 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, they the phat sacks She pretty D, all 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 Boochet yo' ass, G Yeah, yeah

Uhh Missy, yeah B.I.G. Ha ha, yeah, I like that [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 Indicot 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 Fennigan Christians repent then sin again, girls wanna be my friend again Lay up in my crib up wit', get up in my linens and While Misdemenor hit notes like Sarafinna, I subpeona you To my funk grooves see, I hit you wit' the huhhh! She wit' ya with the heeeee! [Missy] 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 (tunes) I drive through your hood And I hit 'em with 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, heee haaa heee haaa [Missy] 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 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) [Missy] 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 Niggaz 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 I hit em with the heee 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 heee 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) 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 Timbaland 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)

[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'm 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

Do it do it do it do it do it, no! [Missy] I was lookin 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 the bring the bring the nasty out of me Nownownow now sock it 1 - Ooh ahh, sock it to me like you want to I can take it like a pro and you'll know Do it long bro with a back stroke My hormones are jumpin like a disco I be poppin mats like some Crisco. And all you gotta say is that Missy go And when you say it though I want it moved slow I'm at your house around 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-beat And won't you sock it to me? Repeat 1 Repeat 1 Repeat 1 [Da Brat] Uh why Missy be sockin it to niggaz like Ree-Ree The baddest industry bitches of the century Hit hard like penitentiary did, finally admitted that we the shit, combination on this lethal Poppin patron in the 600 with no see-through 'cept for the repercussion fuckin with shit Like this we parlay puffin constantly makin niggaz suffer the consequence gotta get these ends bitch House in the Chi with a Caddy in Atlanta with a Benz Niggaz been huffin and puffin but ain't try shit Got cream motherfuckers steady ride quick Besides kid wanna but bust you shouldn't forget ends when you fuckin with me, you jealous cause I live more flushed Me and Missy been livin with the ?Harruss bein ruckast plus? When I'm sellin, never gon stop it, sockin it to niggaz and rockin it, droppin em on the spot, heat up and glock and wreck a shot, knockin you off of your socks Guaranteed platnium watch two of the coldest bitches get hot I be the B-R-A-T, her be Missy and we some bad bitches who be fuckin it up I'm the B-R-A-T, her be Missy and we some bad bitches who be fuckin it uuuup

To the M-I prrrrrrrr, cat like a semi Nigga stole my car, why'nt 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 on 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 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 1 - 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 thing Got the place on fire, burn it down to flame 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? Yippe yi yo, yippe yi yi yay Put me on stage, watchin' niggas feel me Put my shit on wax, watch it blaze like May Go yippe yi yo yippe yi yi yay 55, 65, hike 75, 85, test the mic 95, Missy wild for the night 105, I'mma keep the crowd hyped 2 - 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 She's a What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? Whatchu know about Timothy, lemme know Eat an MC like Cease, lemme know If he get drunk lean on me, lemme know I'm about to bust like pee, feel me now Anybody know my skills, what the deal Anybody feel my skills, it's the real Anybody wanna come fuck wit us still Anybody gotta get the hoe by they pill Repeat 2 Repeat 1

[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 anywhere but sumthin must've went wrong And all I can 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) 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 anywhere 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)