Mc Lyte - In My Business Lyrics
featuring Missy 'Misdemeanor' Elliott [Missy] Hahaha introducing MC Lyte [MC Lyte] I think I need a sound check Hit me with a sound check Yea now what about that dope stuff Alright now gimme an 8 0 (8 0 8 0 8 0) [Missy] Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh Yo 1 2 Uh MC Lyte (yea) You dont know (yea) Ficky ficky oh you dont know [MC Lyte Verse One] On the regular they guessin how the Lyte get down Nevermind that, nigga you better watch your mouth Keep snoopin and you bound to hit a brick Get out the crack of my ass all up in my shiznit To you nosey Nikkis and you Peepin Toms So, you know Im about to drop the Brooklyn Bomb 7 and 7 is 14 , 1 and 4 is 5 But none of that matters if your ass aint alive You could care less about the records I se;; You just wanna know I tried but I fell But even on your best day and on my worst Ill still be first, without the need to rehearse [Missy Elliott singing - CHORUS] Why you up in my business? Find somethin better to do Why you talkin about me? I aint say shit bout you Forgive me for my attitude But I got something to say Yall better not ***** with me Cuz Im had a bad day [MC Lyte - Verse Two] Yall must really think Im the host of the freakshow Got me taggin piranhas I dont even know Got me swimmin in waters, gettin caught in fishnet Got me hooked up wit folks I aint never even met Now yall so busy tryin to market this I guess yo stupid ass forgot who started this But Im about to ransack you make your memory Come back to you, let all my true niggas jack you Talkin bou the Lyte like you gettin paid for it Better wish for your own and get out my business Besides Im too quick and pigeons oughta know By the time you get the info, it was two years ago Aside from that Im too swift to catch Dont pay to chase the joint, you cant light the match And everybody knows Im too quick to flip the latch It aint many that can even say they been attached [Repeat CHORUS] [Missy rapping - Verse Three] I heard a lotta yall runnin runnin round Aint none of yall this supa dupa fly Supa Dupa as I Fly, fly across the sky Cut you like pie Me and, me and MC Lyte Cuz you wack Straight from the jump, yea you wack Better get back I cant I cant ***** wit that I aint sayin jack Ima just smack you cross your face so deep that youll never talk back [Repeat CHORUS] [Missy talking - Verse Four] Why you up in my business Find something better to do Why you talkin bout me I aint said shit about you (uh) Forgive me for my attitude But I got something to say Yall better not ***** with me Cuz I had a bad day Ficky-ficky check me out Uh uh, uh (repeats through chorus
