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Intro: MissyDamn, he he heTimbaland, we bout to lace em one mo timeUh huh, say what?He he he he, damn he heTimbaland, he he, yeahWe bout to lace em one mo timeAlright, yeah , oohVerse 1: MissyThe M-I to the S-SThey put that on my chestMy car's the way that I flexAnd people say I'm dope as fuckThey say I'm just too flyI make em wanna get highThey want a piece of this pieBut I'm just too damn chill for themNo way I flip my shitIt feels like a good hitAnd even if you buy itNigga, you can't get smokin in this hayNigga, what you got to sayIza bah bah zah zayIza zah zah zah zayVerse 2: TimbalandWe ridin through your hood (hood)With a dollar dank (dank)And a S-L-K (what), and a 348, what 9 (uh)Two bad niggas, from the big VA(bay-ay)Twelve blunts a day (what)Chillin on the other side of the bay (bay)Who y'all think y'all is (is)Tryin to get with Mis (Mis)You tryin to dis You think you can beat us, shit (shit)Free them ill 1 to 12She's in a BenzFree them ill creatorsJust, I'm a friend, what (what)Verse 3: MissyI come back into my flowMy people just don't knowThey hate the way that I heeThey hate the way that I hee-hawCuz I got too much doeYou know my steeloSo what you come here foSee, you don't wanna fuck wit meGet it off your chestYou know who's the bestSee, there's no other yesThat can get down like MissySo hit you off like thisAnd you be the witnessThat I'm a sure gets dickNigga what, nigga what, nigga what, nigga what, a-hehOutro: MissyHey, yo TimbalandYo, I'm a just (sue)Dance a little bitYou don't mind if I get my boogie on do you?He he, yeah, know what I'm sayin?We don't gotta rhyme through the whole trackThe track is bangin by its selfKnow what I'm sayin?Uh, yeah, yeah, yeahThey don't wantTo fuck with meThey don't want 5XOoh, ooh, to fuck with meWanna fuck with meThey don't want 3XOh, oh, oh, to fuck with meNo they don'tThey don't wannaThey don't wantNo, no, noTo fuck with meMissy talking to fademore