Missy Elliott Lyrics

Missy Elliott Lyrics

"Beat Biters Lyrics"

Ring Worm Lyrics
I can see by the look on your face that you've got ringworm. I'm very sorry but, I have to tell you that you've got ringworm. It's a very common disease. Actually, you're very luck to have ringworm 'cause you may have had somethin' else. Oooh, aaahhh... Uuunnnhhhaaahhnnn... You've got ringworm.

[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
The Public Image Lyrics
When I'm dead It will be read "Here Lies The Public Image" 5 percent human being And 95 image What you see is what you get And what you get may well be worth seeing But just be careful when you walk On those old broken stones Because they are my feelings If I smile Do not be swayed I simply serve the public image When all have gone Just one rem
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

[CHORUS]
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 - Verse Two]
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
Are You Feelin' Satisfied Lyrics
Well come on, All you people, The time has come to get together... You gotta have a little rock 'n' roll music To get you through the stormy weather And do whatever you feel, When you let go... Nothin's gonna help you more than rock 'n' roll... (So come on,) put you hands together, (Yeah, come on) Put you hands together, (Come on) You know it's now or never Take a chance on ro
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 CHORUS]

[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 CHORUS]

[Missy]
Now see this one right here (ooh)
This is for everybody (ooh)
This i
Gimme Your Money Lyrics
You used to be ok And you were never late You used to pay on time Used to be fine You used to know the rules You normally kept it cool Now I want back what's mine You've crossed the line Gimme your money Run for your life Gimme all Don't think twice Gimme your money Run for your life Gimme all So make a choice If you do give a damn D'you wanna pay or be a
s 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
Shh



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