Missy Elliott - Beat Biters Lyrics
[missy]Shes ah......uh uh....*****Yo...ima tell yall straight up and downIts like this for real, its goin down like this forealShes ah....***** (tell em)Im sick of yall fake timbaland beat bitin, you know what Im sayinIma bring it to yall like thisBy all means necessaryYou might catch me somewhere stickin yo baby daddyThey say oh missy you wack but yall not readyCuz I come back like a smackYou hear my gats in yo back (blat-blat-blat)Huh, like spaghettiHalf of yall mcs be stinkin like *****ettiSo your record label cut you off like confettiThey you wanna call missy and beg me, (who) ooh beg me beg meDag Im very scaryBurn a whole club down like I was carrieGive a boy french kiss, he wanna marrySee yall jealous tricks, yall cannot stand meOoh, thats fine and dandyHey daddy-daddyWhy these chickenheads, ooh they be so pettyHey nah nah nah, you best not test meI keep tellin you nah you never readyNah you never ready[chorus]Get rowdyLet me hear yall loudlyKeep my high niggas round meLet me see yall work it and work it till yall cant stand upGet rowdyLet me hear yall loudlyKeep my high niggas round meLet me see yall work it baby, work work it baby what![missy - verse two]In the club, I see niggasThey think Im super fly, they blow me sugahsSo I cut them short like some scissorsThey trying to take me home, they give me liquorYou know who I am, ima *****Do you know what I make, filthy richDo you know what this means, gotta gatI thought you was a freak, never thatYou see me on the road, when I strollI float through the toll, like whoa (beep beep)You just a silly hoe, this I knowYou be at every show, for the dough, hear me now (what)[repeat chorus][timbaland]Yo, this is timbalandCallin from the matrix yallAnd this how we do itYo missy, tell em how you feel, what[missy]Beat biter, dope style taker, originatorOr just an imitatorStealin our beats like youre the one who made emTimbalands the teacher and Im the one who grades emCheck the verbatim, f is how we rate emHow dare you make em, jus like we made emAnd I wont play em, and I wont say emSave 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 is for my people east (ooh) east, west, southEast (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)Its bout to be the year 2000 (ooh) you know what Im sayinAnd Im 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 withYall own creativity, yall own originality, yall own styleYou know what Im sayinHeh, you gonna be left behind this timeAight aint no love lostAll need you to do is stop beat bitin![timbaland]That was missyNow this is timbaland signin off from the matrixYou heard thatShh
