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Missy Elliott
Intro:
Missy:
Now see, the one thang i like about the niggas,
Is taht they can ’fess up to one of their boys,
That they been sleeping with the same chick,
And laugh about it.
But see a woman,
Could never admit to another woman
That she been sleepin’ with her man
Cause if that ever happen to me,
I’ma call your house an be like...
Don’t you got a man? Why you fuckin’ with mine?
See I’ve been through bad times, get your mind off mine
You must be lonely, why you messing with me?
But it won’t be easy, to get my baby
You don’t know who you’re messing with (huuuuhhh)
Most of them be with their car doors bent, (yeahyeahyeahhh)
I’m so pissed you gonna make me flip,
I’ma teach you not to touch my shit.
Nicole:
I’ve been 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 nahh!
If you were doing your thang, he ’d still be with you
You don’t know who you’re messing with (you don’t know)
Most of them be with their car doors bent, (yeahyeahyeahhh)
I’m so pissed you gonna make me flip,
I’ma teach you not to touch my shit.
I can’t believe you would ever do that
Can’t you show me some respect
Is it because you’re just a reject
Gotta keep your ass in check
Telephone interlude
I can’t believe you would ever do that
Can’t you show me some respect
Is it because you’re just a reject
Gotta keep your ass in check
You don’t know who you’re messing with (you don’t know)
Most of them be with their car doors bent, (yeahyeahyeahhh)
Blow you out like I’m an air vent
I’ma teach you not to touch my shit.
Breakdown x3:
You done took it too far
I’ma hop in my car! An’ I’ma fuck you up bitch!
(series of frantic screaming begins)
Lil Mo’:
Cause I’m that chick, yo, that same chick
But I ain’t with playing that game shit.
Start calling that name shit.
An I’ma get on that same shit,
That new shit, call your crew shit
That what you want to do shit
Boy is yours, keep that nigga, beat my ass prove it
Missy:
You been sucking his dick, tasting my clit
Just the side chick, on the side bitch, I’m the prize bitch
Keep it silent, don’t make me violent,
Or you’ll dialing 911 to call the family
Lil Mo’:
Around your crew you a bad bitch,
Your ass be talking mad shit
Toe to toe shout the five girl you get that ass kicked
What you think some game is
girl I ain’t playin’, I just want back my baby
I got your moms praying
Missy:
It’s gonna get risky
When you fuckin’ with Missy
I’ma shoot you where your ribs be
So you can feel me
Aint’it real be, so filthy an you mildy
Not appealing, Drum roll....
Missy:
Now see, the one thang i like about the niggas,
Is taht they can ’fess up to one of their boys,
That they been sleeping with the same chick,
And laugh about it.
But see a woman,
Could never admit to another woman
That she been sleepin’ with her man
Cause if that ever happen to me,
I’ma call your house an be like...
Don’t you got a man? Why you fuckin’ with mine?
See I’ve been through bad times, get your mind off mine
You must be lonely, why you messing with me?
But it won’t be easy, to get my baby
You don’t know who you’re messing with (huuuuhhh)
Most of them be with their car doors bent, (yeahyeahyeahhh)
I’m so pissed you gonna make me flip,
I’ma teach you not to touch my shit.
Nicole:
I’ve been 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 nahh!
If you were doing your thang, he ’d still be with you
You don’t know who you’re messing with (you don’t know)
Most of them be with their car doors bent, (yeahyeahyeahhh)
I’m so pissed you gonna make me flip,
I’ma teach you not to touch my shit.
I can’t believe you would ever do that
Can’t you show me some respect
Is it because you’re just a reject
Gotta keep your ass in check
Telephone interlude
I can’t believe you would ever do that
Can’t you show me some respect
Is it because you’re just a reject
Gotta keep your ass in check
You don’t know who you’re messing with (you don’t know)
Most of them be with their car doors bent, (yeahyeahyeahhh)
Blow you out like I’m an air vent
I’ma teach you not to touch my shit.
Breakdown x3:
You done took it too far
I’ma hop in my car! An’ I’ma fuck you up bitch!
(series of frantic screaming begins)
Lil Mo’:
Cause I’m that chick, yo, that same chick
But I ain’t with playing that game shit.
Start calling that name shit.
An I’ma get on that same shit,
That new shit, call your crew shit
That what you want to do shit
Boy is yours, keep that nigga, beat my ass prove it
Missy:
You been sucking his dick, tasting my clit
Just the side chick, on the side bitch, I’m the prize bitch
Keep it silent, don’t make me violent,
Or you’ll dialing 911 to call the family
Lil Mo’:
Around your crew you a bad bitch,
Your ass be talking mad shit
Toe to toe shout the five girl you get that ass kicked
What you think some game is
girl I ain’t playin’, I just want back my baby
I got your moms praying
Missy:
It’s gonna get risky
When you fuckin’ with Missy
I’ma shoot you where your ribs be
So you can feel me
Aint’it real be, so filthy an you mildy
Not appealing, Drum roll....
