Missy Elliott Album

Hit me, hit me 
Gimme some new shit 
Gimme some new shit 
Gimme some new shit 
Gimme some new shit 

Missy be puttin it down 
I'm the hottest round 
I'll told y'all mutha (skurt) 
Yall can stop me now 
Listen to me now 
Im lastin twenty rounds 
And if you want me (people) 
Then come and get me now (bounce) 
Is you with me now (bounce) 
The biggie biggie bounce (bounce) 
I kno you dig the way i sw..sw...switched ma style 
(Holla) People sing around 
Now people gather round 
Now people jump around 

1 - Getcho freak on.. (go) 
Getcho freak on.. (go) 
Getcho freak on.. (go) 
Getcho freak on.. (go) 
Getcho freak on.. (go) 
Getcho freak on.. (go) 
Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha freak on 

Repeat 1 

(is that yo chik..) 
People you 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 (people) lemme know 
(Holla) Got the feeling son 
Lemme throw you some 
People here I come 
Now sweat me when im done 
We got the radio shook like we got a gun 

Repeat 1 

Repeat 1 

Quiet !!! 
Shh, hush yo mouth 
Silence when I, spit it out 
In yo face 
Open yo mouth, Give you a taste 
(Holla) Aint no stoppin me 
Copywritten so, dont copy me 
Yall do it, sloppily 
And yall cant 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 outa town (yes) 
Cuz im the best around (yes) 
With the crazy style (go) 

Repeat 1 

(feat. Ciara, Fatman Scoop)

Music make u lose control
Music make u lose control

[Fatman Scoop]
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
(music make u lose control)
Misdemeanors in da house
Ciaras in da house
Misdemeanors in tha house
Fat man scoop man scoop man scoop

[Missy Elliott]
I've got a cute face
Chubby waist
Thick legs n shape
Rump shakin both wayz
Make u do a double take
Plan 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
No me sow it n
Set it n sow it n
Make dat money tho it n
Booty bouncin gon hit

[Missy Elliott & Ciara]
Everybody here
Get it outta control
Get yo backs off tha wall
Cuz misdemeanor said so
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody

[Missy Elliott]
Everybody

[Ciara]
Well ma name is ciara
4 all u fly fellaz
No 1 can do it betta

[Missy Elliott]
She'll sing on acapella

[Ciara]
Boy tha music
Makes me lose control

[Missy Elliott]
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 (tired)
Walk n da club it's fiya (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

[Fatman Scoop]
Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha floor

[Missy Elliott & Ciara]
Everybody here
Get it outta control
Get yo backs off tha wall
Cuz misdemeanor said so
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody

[Missy Elliott]
Everybody

[Fatman Scoop]
Lets go

[Missy Elliott]
Everybody here
Get it outta control

[Ciara]
Get yo backs off da wall)
[Missy Elliott]
Cuz misdemeanor said

[Ciara]
So
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody

[Missy Elliot]
Everybody
Get loose

[Fatman Scoop]
Put yo back on tha wall
Put yo back on tha wall
Putyo 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 jus 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
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

(feat. Eve)

[Missy]
Uhh, yo
This is for my motherfucking club heads, you feel me?
AAAAOOW!!

[Missy]
People, gangstas, and pimps and people
Smokin that deeper reefer
Up in the club wit speakers
I had some base and tweeters
DJ is jockin needle
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 your rubber
Show me some love, strip off your clothes, and take off your socks

[Missy]
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 comes on, you take my breath away

[HOOK:]
This is for my people, my party people
This is for 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 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, get on down

[Missy]
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
Cuz I see the man I want, I want him right away
I'm look him right in his face and say dance with me

[HOOK]

[Missy]
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
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...

[Eve]
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 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 aint jumpin like I want
Cats that try to stop my fun, take away my blunt
I don't give a fuck he aint gon' take away my fun
See him when this shit is over, make a nigga run, uh

[HOOK]

My style can't be duplicated or recycled
This chick is a sick individual

Sick tape vol. 2
Believe it

Ho… Ho…

Let me switch up the game

[Verse 1]

I drink that cognac
Step back cause I might put it on ya
I go deep so deep till you sleep
Count sheep wake you from f***ing all week
You don't to have to show ya
How freakish I act when im not sober
Whut up & tow up sho nuff
I ain't scared to take it off (tell the freak to take it off)
Tipsy & I feel good (feel good)
Black dudes got big woods
Into I do it I dun it
If you really really want it then stop frontin (stop frontin)
Boy you know im your type (your type)
5'2 and wear my jeans real tight
My curves they swerve so superb
My word's my word and I came to slurr it

[Chorus]

We run this (run this)
We run this (run this)
We run this (run this)
Oh, oh, oh,
It don't matter where you from it's where you at
& if you came to freak-a-leak you better bring your hat
East coast, west coast, down south
Represent your coast
Yea we run it
Yea we run it
Yall don't want it
Cause my coast run it
Oh
We run this s***
We run this s***

[Verse 2]

Wanna pull my hair
Break my back
Put it right money might ??
Back to back you can't even keep track
It's a fact freaks like to get slap
Suck my toes & then a back rub
I don't come to do it
I just wanna be touched
Look at how yall are makin me blush
got enough to go round ??
Wanna run that tush in a bush
Don't my diamonds look real good
& they shine so hard that it glitters
Too many carats they look like critters
& we can do it all night
Take a flashlight you see up in my windpipe
I like the ? up in your height
I wanna know can you handle the might

[Chorus]

We run this (run this)
We run this (run this)
We run this (run this)
Oh, oh, oh,
It don't matter where you from it's where you at
& if you came to freak-a-leak you better bring your hat
East coast, west coast, down south
Represent your coast
Yea we run it
Yea we run it
Yall don't want it
Cause my coast run it
Oh
We run this s***
We run this s***

[Verse 3]

Any hustlas in the party yall (hell yea)
If you a pimp let me see you party hard (hell yea)
Oh strippers take your clothes off (hell yea)
Yall superstars
You don't need no bodyguards (hell yea)

I roll hard
a lot of rappers say I say im way too hard
Pull up to the club in a rental car
Where the freaks at
Them freaks at the bar
Where the hard 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 hype
& I don't give a f***

[Chorus]

We run this (run this)
We run this (run this)
We run this (run this)
Oh, oh, oh,
It don't matter where you from it's where you at
& if you came to freak-a-leak you better bring your hat
We run this (run this)
We run this (run this)
We run this (run this)
Oh, oh, oh
Represent your coast
& act like you know
Know how to act before you step your two feet in the do'

[woman & missy]

[w] Oh, hello
Oh, you want your nails and the manicure
Oh, $5
$5 extra French tip

[m] $5 and extra for a French tip
You trippin

[w] oh, oh, no, no, no
You need a exfortiation

[m] what the hell is a exfortiation

[w] exfortiation for the feet

[m] exfortiation for my feet
Ain't nothing wrong with my feet

[w] yes, the feet, the big toe
The hammer toe

[m] ain't nothing wrong with my toe man
Look can I get my nails done please

[w] you want a chicken with your manicure

[m] chicken
look I don't want no fried rice, no egg rolls, I want a manicure

[w] okay let me order
[speaks Chinese]

[m] listen, listen, listen, listen, listen, listen
I ain't got time for this bulls**t
Im outta here

[w] you better pay me
I know you missy elliott
Ill call Wendy Williams
Ill call her tomorrow and tell her you cheap
cheap, Cheap, cheap, cheap

[m] you can call Oprah Winfrey and tell her to pay you're a**
Playa I ain't cheap either im icy

[w] So icy
You so icy

DJ, please pick up your phone
I'm on the request line

This is a Missy Elliott one-time exclusive (Come on)

Is it worth it, let me work it
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it [backwards 2X]

If you got a big ***, let me search it
And find out how hard I gotta work ya
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it [backwards 2X]

I'd like to get to know ya so I could show ya
Put the p**** on ya like I told ya
Gimme all your numbers so I could phone ya
Your girl actin' stank then call me over
Not on the bed, lay me on your sofa
Phone 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 a** and my lips, don't ya
Lost a few pounds and my whips 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

Is it worth it, let me work it
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it [backwards 2X]

If you got a big ***, let me search it
And find out how hard I gotta work ya
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it [backwards 2X]
(Come on)

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 gon' bring us closer
Don't I look like a Halle Berry poster
See the Belvedere playin' tricks on ya
Girlfriend wanna be like me, never
You won't find a b**** that's even better
I make you hot as Las Vegas weather
Listen up close while I take it backwards
I'm not a prostitute, but I could give you what you
want
I love your braids and your mouth full of floss
Love the way my a** go bum-bum-bum-bum
Keep your eyes on my bum-bum-bum-bum-bum
And think you can handle this gadong-a-dong-dong
Take my thong off and my a** go vroom
Cut the lights off so you see what I could do

Is it worth it, let me work it
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it [backwards 2X]

If you got a big ***, let me search it
And find out how hard I gotta work ya
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it [backwards 2X]
(Come on)

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
Girl, girl, get that cash
If it's 9 to 5 or shakin' your a**
Ain't no shame, ladies do your thang

Just make sure you ahead of the game
Just 'cause I got a lot of fame supa
Prince couldn't get me change my name papa
Kunta Kinte a slave again, no sir
Picture black sayin', "Oh, yes a master"
Picture Lil' Kim dating a pastor
Minnie Me and Big Ren can out last ya
Who is the best, I don't have to ask ya
When I come out you won't even matter
Why you act dumb like "Uh, duh"
So you act dumb like "Uh, duh"
As the drummer boy go ba-rom-pop-pom-pom
Give you some-some-some of this Cinnabun

Is it worth it, let me work it
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it [backwards 2X]

If you got a big ***, let me search it
And find out how hard I gotta work ya
I put my thang down, flip it and reverse it [backwards 2X]
(Come on)

To my fellas
I like the way you work that
To my ladies
You sure know how to work that


[Thanks to KuzcoTopiaOhYah@hotmail.com, Wahlp2@uofs.edu,
hottboricua214@aol.com for correcting these lyrics]

[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

[Missy]
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 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 clothes
Step to me get burnt like toast
Muthafuckas adios amigos
Halves halves wholes wholes
I don't brag I mostly boast
From the VA to the LA coast
Iffy kiffy izzy oh

[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

[Missy]
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
Skuur, did ya heard
I love em, my fellas, 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 drums bass high
Has to be my snare strings horns and
I need my Tim sound
right, left
Izzy kizzy looky here

[Chorus]

[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'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 just like Timmy
Fuck, have to clear these rumors
I got a headache and it's not from tumors
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 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 alvum when it comes out
There she go, there she go, there she
Heeeey Misssy

[Missy]
Hi Missy?
What's up fools?
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 so 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!

(feat. Ludacris)

[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 all night, for a long time
Just start countin the ways

[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 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 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

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

Ft: Ludacris

[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

feat. 702 & Magoo

[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

feat. Timbaland

(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

feat. Big Boi (OutKast) & Nicole

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 

feat. Lil' Kim

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)

feat. Lil' Mo

[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)

feat. Da Brat

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)