Missy Elliott - 4 My People Lyrics
[missy]Uhh, yoThis is for my mother*****ing club heads, you feelMe?Aaaaoow!![missy]People, gangstas, and pimps and peopleSmokin that deeper reeferUp in the club wit speakersI had some base and tweetersDj is jockin needleSweat till I catch a feverCall me the illest divaYo Im on fire!!!!!People go head and drink upGet in the club get *****ed upSee me you got get lucked upSomeone to touch your rubberShow me some love, strip off your clothes, and takeOff your socks[missy]The partys jumpin, I see something fineBoy I wanna kiss you, but Im just too shyLet me dance with you, let me wear you outHeres a glass of orange juice, lets go x it outThe musics bangin, way down in my soulWhen you dance behind me, I lose all controlMake me grind my hips, make me move my waistWhen the music comes on, you take my breath awayHook:This is for my people, my party peopleThis is for my people, my mother*****ing peopleCmon, cmon, get down, get, get on downCmon, cmon, get down, get, get on downThis is for my people, my party peopleThis is for my people, my ecstasy peopleCmon, cmon, get down, get on downCmon, cmon, get down, get, get on down[missy]Im at the bar now, and Im buying drinksAnd I got this feeling, and its all over meI wanna dance with you, and lick your faceTake me on the dance floor to feel some ecstasyThe vibe is right now, and Im bout to scoreMr. dj can you, play this joint once moreCuz I see the man I want, I want him right awayIm look him right in his face and say dance with meHook[missy]Freak that, come here baby, grab it from the backBaby you the mack, and you know thatPut the needle on the track skip that, flip that,Bring the beat backFreak that, come here baby, grab it from the backBaby you the mack, and you know thatPut the needle on the track, skip that, flip that,Bring the beat backUno... dos... tres...Uno... dos... tres...Uno... dos... tres...Uno... dos... tres...[eve]Cant stand when a nigga *****in up my plansAll night liquored up while Im tryin to danceDrunk, and his breath stink, freaky with his hands*****y with his mouth please like he got a fanCant stand when a ***** all in my sideI dont even know her and she all up in my lightGivin me the side eye like she wanna fightPhilly known for boxing ***** better get it rightCant stand when a dj *****in up the songKnow Im tryin to shake my ass all night longCuttin up the same shit all night longHigh fore I got there, now my shit is blownCant stand when it aint jumpin like I wantCats that try to stop my fun, take away my bluntI dont give a ***** he aint gon take away my funSee him when this shit is over, make a nigga run, uhHook
