Missy Elliott Album

We started in 1997
And finished in 1999
Ha, she brought you "The Rain"
"Sock it to me"
"Beep me 911"
And now it's a new year
Not the year 2G
But the year do 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

[Missy]
She's ah......uh uh....bitch
Yo...I'ma tell yall straight up and down
It's like this for real, it's goin' down like this foreal
She's ah....bitch (tell 'em)
I'm sick of yall fake Timbaland beat bitin', you know what I'm sayin'
I'ma bring it to yall like this

By all means necessary
You might catch me somewhere stickin' yo baby daddy
They say oh "Missy you wack" but yall not ready 
Cuz I come back like a smack
You hear my gats in yo back (blat-blat-blat)
Huh, like spaghetti
Half of yall MCs be stinkin' like boobetti
So your record label cut you off like confetti
They you wanna call Missy and beg me, (who) ooh beg me beg me
Dag I'm very scary
Burn a whole club down like I was Carrie
Give a boy French kiss, he wanna marry
See yall jealous tricks, yall cannot stand me 
Ooh, that's fine and dandy
Hey daddy-daddy
Why these chickenheads, 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

1 - Get rowdy
Let me hear yall loudly
Keep my high niggas 'round me
Let me see yall work it and work it till yall can't stand up
Get rowdy 
Let me hear yall loudly 
Keep my high niggas 'round me 
Let me see yall work it baby, work work it baby WHAT!

[Missy]
In the club, I see niggas 
They think I'm super fly, they blow me sugahs 
so I cut them short like some scissors 
they trying to take me home, they give me liquor 
YOU KNOW WHO I AM, I'ma bitch 
DO YOU KNOW WHAT I MAKE, filthy rich 
DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS, gotta gat 
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 hoe, this I know 
you be at every show, for the dough, hear me now (WHAT)

Repeat 1

[Timbaland]
Yo, this is Timbaland
Callin' from the Matrix yall
And this how we do it
Yo Missy, tell 'em how you feel, what

[Missy]
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 who grades 'em 
Check the verbatim, F is how we rate 'em 
How dare you make 'em, jus like we made 'em 
And I wont play 'em, and I won't say 'em
Save this for later, so I can tell you straighter

Repeat 1

[Missy]
Now see this one right here (ooh)
This is for everybody (ooh) 
This is for my people east (ooh) east, west, south 
East (ooh) west, south (ooh)
But you know what before I get up on outta here (ooh) 
I gotta say one thing to yall 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 yall gotta come up with 
Yall own creativity, yall own originality, yall 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'!

[Timbaland]
That was Missy
Now this is Timbaland signin' off from the Matrix
You heard that

feat. Eminem

[Missy]
Slim Shady (4x)

[Eminem]
Well I do pop pills, I keep my tube socks filled
Pop the same shit that got Tupac killed
Spit game to these hoes, like a soap opera episode
and punch a bitch in the nose, til her whole face explodes
There's three things I hate: girls, women and bitches
Smack bitches that walk up, and drop-kick midgets
Call me Boogie Night, the stalker that walks awkward
Stick figure, with a dick bigger than Mark Wahlberg
Comin through the airport, sluggish, walkin on crutches
Hit a fuckin ... and his ... and love it
It's like a dream I can't snap out, I black out, and back out
Lookin for some other thug, to beat the crap out
I'm bringin you rap singers two middle fingers
I flip you off in French, then translate in English
Then I'ma vanish off the face of the planet and come back
speakin so much Spanish, Pun can't even understand it

[Missy] Won't you busa rhyme for me boy .. Slim Shady
[Shady] Yeah
[Missy] Won't you busa rhyme for me boy .. Slim motherfuckin Shady
[Shady] Yeah
[Missy] Won't you busa rhyme for me boy .. Slim Shady
[Shady] Yeah
[Missy] Won't you busa rhyme for me boy .. 

[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
I'd probably owe Ozzy Osbourne an apology
College girls, live in an alcoholic's world
full of earl, head twirls every time the toilet swirls *flush*
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 a impulse
to give you insults wrote with a pencil (bitch)
and waste the paper on you, choppin 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 nuttin

[Missy] Won't you busa rhyme for me boy .. Slim Shady
[Shady] What's the deal?
[Missy] Won't you busa rhyme for me boy .. Slim motherfuckin Shady
[Shady] Yeah.. who?
[Missy] Won't you busa rhyme for me boy .. Slim Shady
[Shady] What's the deal?
[Missy] Won't you busa rhyme for me boy .. 

[Missy]
Turn the music up, we gon' wake the neighbors
We gon' get high, we gon' roll to Vegas
Me and Slim Shady, on some shit daily
What you want what you got is it hot? (Is it hot?)

Turn the music up, we gon' wake the neighbors
We gon' get high, we gon' roll to Vegas
Me and Slim Shady, on some shit daily
What you want (yo) what you want (yo) ahh uhh yo

"A person from another planet might disagree with you"
"Well if you want my opinion, it comes from right here on Earth"

[Eminem]
Slim Shady.. Misdemeanor..
Timbaland.. Slim Shady..
Misdemeanor..

I'm homicidal, and suicidal with no friends
Holdin a gun with no handle, just a barrel at both ends
Sprayin tecs at you until you see your fuckin legs
with the bullet holes and the exit wounds layin next to you
(AHH!) Fuckin mad dog, foamin at the mouth
Fuck mouth, my whole house, is foamin 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'ma get the East and West beefin again
Slide back to Detroit and stand in the crossfire

[Missy]
Y'all better call the police 'fore I kill this track
Don't shoot Missy!!! Get back
Uhh, I'ma put you all in the line
Uhh, and I'ma watch you MC's die
Yo mommy, mommy, Missy done lost her mind!
I think somebody done pissed her off this time!
Yo, I'ma have to bust you through your chest and
uhh, you will have to clean up the mess (uh-huh)
It's rainin rainin and it's pourin loud
Never fear, cause pissy Missy's through the crowd
Uhh, I hear the gats go cha-pow
Who shot me damnit? Bitch get down
Don't walk when I talk, I never talk when I smile (uh-huh)
Lay em on down, like they lived underground (uh)
For the sound, that me and, Timbaland, we found
Get your ass, kicked later, or get your ass, kicked now

Uhh.. one-two
Misdemeanor, Slim Shady
Timbaland, motherfucker
Uhh uhh uhh
Cool, cool, cool

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. Redman

[Missy]
Uhh, 3000 baby, uh huh, ooh, raunchy, raunchy

[Redman]
Good riddance, to niggas and bitches bullshittin
I house MC's like baths and full kitchens, ready or not
Doc,hood lynchin, icey flows, I wrtie with wool mittens
Its two not one, Missy dot dot com, come once in the blue like free hot lunch
So once its 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 hous on a school night
Animal House gettin thrown out for food fights, PPP strictly don't give a fuck
An Brick City niggas strictly don't give a fuck

[Missy]
Let me intervene, come between, like dick through your jeans
Hang down to your knees, its 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 thats in me, Reggie Noble through after me

[Redman]
It takes two to tingle, and two to fuck
I done fucked in Range Roves 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 up, my crew is deeper than Karl Kani pockets
We don't buy bullets, we ask what size rockets, for thee 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 um blada a boom glada

[Missy and Redman]
So what you wanna do, what you wanna do

[Redman] 
Yo I got the chicken, the brew taken next, an much room Def Squad in the house
Drop you drawers, tell your boyfriend ease up, and park his car

[Missy]
I'm from the south you better watch your mouth, Its 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'ma have to steal your flow, you know me Joe
I gotta say no more, BITCH!
Thats right nigga, Its Misdemeanor here, Redman, Timbaland uhh

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. Lil' Mo

[Missy]
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 

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

[Missy & Lil' Mo]
1 - You don't know who you messin' with
Most of them leave with they car doors bent
I'm so pissed, you gon' make me flip
I'mma teach you not to touch my shit

Above While:
[Missy] Hello?
[Mo] Hello?
[Missy] Who dis?
[Mo] It's Mo'
[Missy] For Real?
[Mo] Hello?

[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, no
If you were doing your thang, he'd still be wit' you

Repeat 1 while: :
[Mo] Hello?
[Missy] You know who this is bitch, heh, yeah
[Mo] Yo, who dis for real, man, hello?
[Missy] You know who it is

[Lil' Mo]
2 - I can't believe you would ever do that
Can't you show me some respect
Is it cuz you jus' a reject
Gotta keep your ass in check

Repeat 2 above while:
[Mo] Hello?
[Missy] Hello?
[Mo] What
[Missy] Yo who dis for real, man
[Mo] Yo, this is Mo', this is Mo'
[Missy] You playin' a little bit too much, you knowumsayin'?
[Mo] Yo, this ain't no game
This is not a game
[Missy] Oh, ok
[Mo] Yeah, what?
[Missy] You on some real bullshit now
You know, you know what?
Why don't you just come to my house, bitch, you know?
[Mo] Yeah, I come through, yo, where you live at?
[Missy] Ask your nigga where I stay at
[Mo] Please, he ain't got nutin' to do with this
[Missy] He know
[Mo] He ain't got nutin' to do with this
[Missy] He know
Ask him where I live at, aight?
[Mo] You on that same stuff you was on last year
When I hadda come through there last year, what
And I'd do it again, cuz I want, I, I got comin'
[Missy] You ain't keepin nutin' in check
And keep him from around my house, bitch
[Mo] Please, I'mma beat that ass, you know I will

[Missy]
You don't know who you messin' with
Most of them leave with their car doors bent
Blow out you like I'mma air vent
I'ma teach you not to touch my shit

Repeat above while:
[Missy] Hello?
[Mo] Trick, you know who this is, dont' front
[Missy] Yeah, I'mma teach you not to touch my shit

[Missy] (Timbaland)
You done took it too far (Uh oh)
I'mma hop in my car and I'mma you up bitch
You done took it too far (Uh oh)
I'mma hop in my car and I'mma you up bitch 
You done took it too far (Uh oh)
I'mma hop in my car and I'mma you up bitch
You done took it too far (Uh oh)

[Lil' Mo]
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
That new shit, that call your crew shit
That what you wanna do shit
That boy is yours, keep that nigga
Beat my ass? Prove it

[Missy]
You been suckin' his dick
Tastin' my clit
Just a side chick, on the side bitch
I'm the prize bitch, keep it silent
Don't make me violent
You be dialin' 911 to tell the family

[Lil' Mo]
Around yo' crew, you's a bad bitch
Yo ass be talkin' mad ish
Toe to toe shoot the five 
Girl you get yo ass kicked
What you think I'm gaming?
Shit is real, I aint playin'
(No more "Have My Baby") 
Yo, I got yo' moms prayin'

[Missy]
It's gonna get risky
Fuck wit' Missy
I'mma shoot you where your ribs be
So you can feel me
Ain't it real B?
And you filthy and you mildy
Not appealin', drum roll

[Timbaland]
Uh oh, heh heh heh
You done done it now
Uh oh, you done done it now
She's mad, what
She's mad, 
I'mma let them two girls fight

feat. Lady Saw

[Lady Saw]
It's all about (yo) 
Lady Saw and Missy (can you feel me)
An the next thing is about (yo)
The big bashing 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

[Missy]
There's a party
I'm up in the club and I'm drinking I'm drunk off the Alize
As I hear the record spins it seems to take over me
So I move side to side an it's something inside that controls me
As I walk to the D.J and I say

1 - 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

2 - 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 its gon' be for you..

[Missy]
You say your a baller
Cause you up in the club, fakin like you got dough, with your dollars
To my peoples with me money let me hear you holler
We're gonna party like no other party, don't stop til the morning
but before I go this is what I say

Repeat 1

Repeat 2

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

[Lady Saw]
Mr. D.J play that one more time, 
so me and missy elliot can move we waistline, 
yo, tell the guys don't waste we time, 
cause we under the ganja plus the red wine yo, 
there a party over here and say its phat you 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 dancing until tomorrow, 
no other party is slammin you wan go, 
sweating and wetting like me in a me sauno, 
fit like me just done a dance with me tae-bo, 
bo, bo, uh! What me say, me say yo, 
tell the D.J. fe play an no better stop, 
spin it again rewind from the top, 
Misdemeanor the Saw plus the Elli-ott 
when we drop ya know that's uh road 
block, block, block, ya can't block, 
road block, block, a road block, 
ya don't know its all about Missy Elliot, 
ya wan star ever thing is ever thing, SEEN?

[Lil' Kim]
See it's two type of bitches in the world, heh
Ya got a broke bitch
You got a rich bitch
That would explain what I am
And what my girl, Missy is
We the rich mutha fuckin' bee-itches

That's right
And then you got a bitch like me
Who just stand above all bitches
That excludes my girl Missy, Mary, you knowumsayin'?
But y'all know what the fuck I mean
I'm the queen bitch, that's right mutha fucka, what?
Y'all got a problem wit it, come see me
A mutha' fucka' ain't takin' 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 of chess
You see, a real queen needs a king
You damn mutha' fuckin' right 
I don't want a nigga laying up under me
That can't do for me
What I can't do for my mutha' fuckin' self

So when y'all see me in the street?
This is what I want y'all to do
Fix your lips, put 'em together nicely and say
Say it along, say it along now, say
"She's a bitch"

[Missy]
I was walkin' real slow to the dance floor
He was lookin' at my ass and I turned him on
I seen him talking to his boy on the cellular phone
I looked at him and all he could say was
Damn baby, bring it on
I talk shit but I come through like a storm
I keep my piece so sweet, yeah nice and warm
And all he could feel, was this love baby

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 aint' 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

feat. Aaliyah & Da Brat

[Missy (Aaliyah)]
Uh uh (yea yea)
Uh uh (yea yea)
99 uh uh (yea yea) what you got boo

[Aaliyah (Missy)]
I was in love wit' you (yea)
And you couldn't do no wrong in my eyes
When I found out the scoop on you (yea)
It was still too hard for me to realize
That I needed to be through' wit you (yea)
Cuz you're the reason I can't eat or sleep (yea)
All the girls you runnin' through (yea)
Used to be best friends, down wit' me

1 - When I'm gone, you're alone
You stickin' them chickens 'til I get home
When I'm home, you're wit' me
Kissin' on my ass, tryna be wit' me
Well it's done, this I know
Seen it for myself, I'ma let you know
You don't play, games wit' me
But before I go, betta leave my dough

[Missy]
I'ma fool for you (yea)
But you seem to think my love's a joke (it aint a joke boo)
I get no love from you (yea)
Like all these times I did before
I think I'll pass on you (yea)
Because of the way you been actin' lately
I get no cash from you (yea)
If you want me to stay, you must be cra-crazy

Repeat 1

2 - Dedication
It was jus 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

Repeat 2

[Aaliyah & Missy ]
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo (wha say what, uh uh uh)
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo (Da Brat)

[Da Brat]
I want it al' from the motherfuckin' house, down to the dogs 
You trickin' off with these chickens, I thought you ain't have no flaws 
Keep yo dick in they jaws, Peter shoulda stayed in his draws 
Now I'm out the door and you cant claim me no more 
The loss is yours 
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 
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, no it's Brat, Aaliyah and 
Missy You miss me cuz we finished
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
Kiss my ass like your heart was in it (stupid ass)
Keep stickin' them chickens 
Send Peter straight to the clinic nigga

[Missy]
See I'ma 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

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)

Come here baby, let me blow your mind
I'mma spit shine like turpentine
I love niggas, all different kinds
I'mma show you all how to work the spine
If you a playa then you sure ain't mine
I'mma cut you off like circumcise
I'm a real chick and it no surprise
If you dialin' me then you must realize

1 - I'm a smooth chick, I'm a cool chick
I got gats but don't make me use it
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
I'm quick to lose it, I'm 'bout to do it
I'mma shake my ass down to the music

Come on baby let's do the bump
Keep drinking up 'til you get me drunk
Don't front, smoke a pound of funk
Something real quick like uuuh, uuuh
Got tens in the back of the jeep 
If you got a friend and he all on me
Could it be he's a fan of me?
Or could it be he see that I'm Missy?

Repeat 1

Eh baby, why you trippin' for?
Cause I'm on top and you're down below
You want me or you want my dough?
Cause if it's my dough, then you hit the do'
Eh yo boo, I think you know
That I got gats and they crack the floor
Missy take shit no more
So all that talk is no, no, no

Repeat 1 (4x)

Yo
Misdemeanor, uh
Timothy, uh
And Aaliya uh
Motherfucker now, uh
Ginuwine, uh
Maganoo, uh
Drop, play it
One two, motherfucker

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 about me
I believe it cuz you made believe

1 - 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

Repeat 1

You changed your phone, won't call me back
Now I can't even get in touch with 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

Repeat 1

Repeat 1

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

Bone me, phony
Sex me then you disown me 
Homies told me 
This is how all dogs will be

Repeat 1 (4x)

Yeah, yeah
More than two times
Uh, chicky chicky, uh

[Lil' Kim]
Yo, this the Queen Bee
And I came to say a lil' sumpin'
On my girl Missy's shit
You see I got sumpin' to say
That's right, I got a problem
I got a problem with all y'all mutha' fucka's out there
That got a problem wit' us callin' ourselves a bitch
Yeah, that's right, I said it mutha' fucka
BITCH, what

You see, bitch is a strong word
And only strong bitches can use that mutha' fuckin' terminology
Bitch
I mean, if you can't wear the name
Don't try to use it, shucks

[Missy]
Throw your hands up if you like to get high
To make a phat beat so we can party all night
If you got beef you got to take it outside
Throw your wrists up and let me see your eyes shine

Throw your hands up if you like to get high
To make a phat beat so we can party all night
If you got beef you got to take it outside
Throw your wrists up and let me see your eyes shine

Throw your hands up if you like to get high
To make a phat beat so we can party all night
If you got beef you got to take it outside
Throw your wrists up and let me see your eyes shine

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 

feat. Juvenile & B.G.

[B.G.]
Uh, what's happenin'? (What)
Uptown, New Orleans in this bitch with VA, you understand? 
With this hot girl, Missy 
Fuckin' with these uptown gorillas, you dig?
If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense
Do your thing girl

[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
You 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

1 - Ain't no nutts, 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
Ain't no nutts, but ya can't resist
If you come hard, better come legit
We gon' talk shit 'cause we confident
We gon' show you so you best believe it

[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 

Repeat 1

[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 hoe's on my dick 
Cause I'm on BET and MTV

[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 tye 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 to not do
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

Repeat 1

Repeat 1

[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

[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

feat. Beyonce & Destiny's Child

[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

[Beyonce and Missy] 
1 - Crazy feelings 
Make me stay in love with you 
Crazy feelings
Make me stay in love with you

[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

Repeat 1

[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 

Repeat 1 until fade

Being caught up in the fame
A part of the glamour and the glitz
Platinum rings and different things
How easy we forget

For it is Him, the Lord Almighty
Who allows us our success
When you 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 2,000
You know there's One higher than us
And I come to be that tool to tell you
In God we must trust

Love you

feat. MC Solaar & Nicole 

[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?

[MC Solaar]
Zigzag zigzag, oui, j'ai du zigzaguer
De comète en planète ta salopette rosagué
shoot quand y'a des canettes, y'a plus d'bisou
Plus d'baisers, plus d'bises, juste un biz biz de bijoux
Tu veux du cling-cling clinquant, ne vit-on pas
sale top du top salsa plus Merco Classe A
Je braquerais les banques, toutes, tu ferais banqueroute
Boufferais des casse-croûtes juste pour paver d'or ta route
J'jouerais à cache-cache pour trouver l'cash
Userais de la calache, de la tchatche, j'vendrais même du hash
Solaar trip j'excède clean honnête et net
T'offrira des tas d'poupées pleines de p'tites pépettes
J'aurais les poches vides, portrais le même jean
Lêverais 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 aiguillées