Hello baby This is a Missy Elliott exclusive (Uh) He just wanna get me hot He just tryna get my twat He wanna taste of my goodies He say it taste like butterscotch Boy you cannot get me locked You tryna get me you get blocked Unless you tryna marry me My ring must be big as a rock I open up my candy shop, my panties drop You see what I got, ya I got the strawberries and berries, them chocolates nice All in the box Know you better stop, 'cause I am the cream of the crop Baby you know what I got I'm top notch I keep rubbin' 'til your body start to tweak, ahh When you push up on it, put that thang on me boy What's popping, baby? Can you put me to sleep, yeah Every time you see me, do me dirty, yeah I'll be back, I talk that, I want that shit bad I can't wait 'til midnight, baby come see me I-I-I-I-I-I-I, oh, I-I-I-I-I-I-I If I am your girl or your chick Don't treat me like I'm just a bitch Boy you don't try to play stick 'Cause Missy not chasin' your d- Boy you don't wanna get hit, you's a trip 'round your boys You be flippin' that script Tell me why you be frontin', you know you so pussy-whipped I am the best that they get, when I kiss on ya lips and I'm throwin' these d- All on your face that you taste on, that's cake when I shake it I might let you lick Licky-lit, like kitty-kit, let you hit it real quick I'm fit like a brick, I'm hot as one can get This shit is so lit I keep rubbin' 'til your body start to tweak, ahh When you push up on it, put that thang on me boy What's popping, baby? Can you put me to sleep, yeah Every time you see me, do me dirty, yeah I'll be back, I talk that, I want that shit bad I can't wait 'til midnight, baby come see me I-I-I-I-I-I-I, oh, I-I-I-I-I-I-I Softly, tell me would you stay baby You know I give you more than she I know just where you wanna be, yeah Hair-do wild, make-up on your favorite pillow, baby Louder than the TV, knockin' boots We rockin' to grindin' music playin' I wish you could see what I see, baby Comin' for you boy, don't you say a thing Baby, why you so thirst? (Thirst) Boy you just a big flirt (Flirt) You know I got a man Know this p- not yours (Yours) You just tryna pop the churrs You get kicked to the curb (Curb) I know want this big old donk But you must wife this chick first I'm lookin' for a romance (Woo) We could hold hands (Woo) Handstand, do a lap dance (Woo) Yeah I want a black man To eat it up like Pac-Man Boy you stop playin' (Woo, yeah) Stop playin' This be the jam Miss don't really give a damn I don't give a damn, I don't give a damn I don't-I don't-I don't give a damn, I don't give a damn (Woo) I don't give a damn, I don't give a damn I don't-I don't-I don't give a damn, I don't give a damn (Woo) Ahh-ahh-ahh, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Oh, with you babe, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

You pull up in the car, so what? It's a Benz Telling me you got money to spend You wanna spend it on me Baby, please You show up in the club, so what? You got bottles Tryna talk shit like I'm gonna follow Really? Really? I don't even know you I don't know you like that at all (I don't even know you) no, oh If you keep on staring I'ma show you what it's like to fall (I think we got a problem) Why you looking like I'm that kinda girl? Just 'cause I'm hot don't mean that I'm that girl If you want me, don't treat me like I'm her Don't get fucked up, I'm not that kinda girl Boy, I wanna like you But it's better if you just don't speak, ooh (shut up) Yeah, tryna tell you, you don't get it You wanna touch it, you'll regret it You'll see, try me I know what you're thinking Wanna find out what my body's for, baby I don't think you're ready, baby Show me you got something more (Show me that there, oh, yeah) Why you looking like I'm that kinda girl? Just 'cause I'm hot don't mean that I'm that girl If you want me, don't treat me like I'm her Don't get fucked up, I'm not that kinda girl Why you looking (why you looking?) like I'm that kinda girl? Just 'cause I'm hot don't mean that I'm that girl If you want me (if you want me), don't treat me like I'm her Don't get fucked up, I'm not that kinda girl See, I'm not the kinda girl you can freak on the first date I'm straight, that's right, I'll make ya wait I look good, look great Want my cake while he all up in my face Mhm, he tryna get a taste What you think, I'm a thot? Forget that Boy, you been around the block? I ain't with that If you wanna smash, why you talk trash? Boy, you got it bad, you gets no ass Boys, de boys, dey love me Tell 'em ain't no freak, don't try to wife me Tell 'em they no find no girl like me Not the kinda girl give up mi panties Why you looking like I'm that kinda girl? Just 'cause I'm hot don't mean that I'm that girl If you want me, don't treat me like I'm her Don't get fucked up, I'm not that kinda girl Why you looking (why you looking?) like I'm that kinda girl? Just 'cause I'm hot ('cuase I'm hot) don't mean that I'm that girl If you want me (if you want me), don't treat me like I'm her Don't get fucked up, I'm not that kinda girl

This is a Misdemeanor exclusive If your radio is experiencing any kind of difficulties Turn the volume up Yes, turn the volume up Yes, turn the volume up This is an exclusive Turn the volume up It's very necessary, on the contrary No you do not scare me, is you drinkin' Bloody Mary? But shit, you betta hurry, before I have to bury My attitude is bitchy, 'cuz my period is heavy I used to drive a Chevy, put twenties on that baby My nigga was the shit, but then that stupid nigga left me And now I'm lovin' Larry, but Larry go with Terri And Terri is a freak, but it's his baby she will carry The life he live's a fairy, cartoon like, "Tom and Jerry" My flow is legendary and your style is temporary Yeah, you need to worry, like Jason, it gets scary The words that I spit don't fit in that category Is my vision blurry? My speech is very slurry Me without Tim is like Jamaicans with no curry And yes, it's necessary, so hurry, nigga, hurry 'Cuz when this album drops, you whack MC's will all get buried Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party Funky fresh dressed to impress Turn the volume up Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party Funky fresh dressed to impress Turn the volume up Funky, funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party Funky fresh dressed to impress Turn the volume up Funky, funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party Funky, funky fresh dressed to impress Turn the volume up Your style's very crummy, that's why you have no money You always looking bummy, I don't care if you don't love me Don't try to come before me, unless you are a dummy Repeat, you'll lose your teeth and I would hate to call you gummy Rainy or sunny, battle no way, honey This not a game of Hide-and-Seek, go call ya mummy It's about get so ugly, and I'ma keep y'all runnin' Hiding from me, 'cuz you know you are weak You ain't sayin' nothin', I keep it jumpin' jumpin' In your Kenwoods, I'm bumpin' sumthin' in ya trunk'n You can say I'm buggin', 'cuz when I come out bustin' That's why y'all be discussin' who I like and who I'm fuckin' Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party Funky fresh dressed to impress Turn the volume up Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party Funky fresh dressed to impress Turn the volume up Funky, funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party Funky fresh dressed to impress Turn the volume up Funky, funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party Funky, funky fresh dressed to impress Turn the volume up C'mon, c'mon C'mon, c'mon C'mon, c'mon Fickidy, uh, uh, uh C'mon, c'mon C'mon, c'mon I had a little homie named Paul Revere Smokes blunt after blunt, guzzled 40's of beer He used to swear up and down every first of the year He was gon' quit smokin', but he never did Watch y'all huskey, it's about that time Gettin' ready for the club 'round quarter 'til nine Couple bottles of hypnotic in the back of the ride Might spit like a girl, but I hit like a guy Me and Missy ballin' up the Avenue Funky fresh dressed to impress, we mackin' dudes Music biz only reason I ain't jackin' fools You know bullshit walk and stackin' rules Niggas keeps drawin', the streets keep callin' Drink 'til I'm nice and uh, uh-uh, on'n I'm bad luck, y'all mad 'cuz y'all suck Please do not try to fuck with this young duck Please do not try to fuck with this young duck Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party Funky fresh dressed to impress Turn the volume up Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party Funky fresh dressed to impress Turn the volume up Funky, funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party Funky fresh dressed to impress Turn the volume up Funky, funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party Funky, funky fresh dressed to impress Turn the volume up Turn the volume up

It's entertainment time! Woo Got Missy Elliott in the house, got Slick Rick in the house We doing big things here kids Hip hop's finest, Slick Slick Slick Rick an' M (Slick Rick an' M) Go Missy, go Missy, go Missy, go Missy (Slick Rick an' M) Excuse me Mr. Lawrence, you look nice Simply delicious, Missy want some kisses Let's go to the crib, get cozy in the nude And treat me like a prostitute Now pardon me sir, I'm such a real lady Ride in Mercedes to make the bitches hate me Cruise up and down one two fifth Lookin' for a guy like you to get with I seen this cutie pie, so I pulled beside him Seen the size of his feet, so I couldn't deny him Might as well try him, the freak that I am M dot SE always grindin' Please don't think I'm crazy (oh) But boy you are super fine (do it to me, do it to me) Thank you Missy Irresistible delicious (oh) holla! Enough to make me lose my mind (lose my mind) Yeah You know I really want it (Slick Slick Slick Rick an' M, now I want it, yeah) Don't make me wait oh no, no don't make me wait oh no (Missy) No longer will I pretend (Slick Rick in the house) Let's get it on cause we both grow (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Intelligent, delicate, watch how the fella get Bump into my home girl in Miami, Missy Elliott Green blush on her eyelid, hi Miss! Gave honey a hug I feel her touching my privates Shuck I guess, main course is in I said you know I'm married? Yeah and what's that supposed to mean? Proposition for you Ruler Proceed on Well I got a track I need you spit a mean 16 on You with it? Down to bless one and I left one The Hit Factory, later on around eleven With my notebook, and pencil, I slides on in I see her looking mighty sexy and the lights all dim Have a drink The booze and the karmy go oddly After having a drink I start to feel unusually horny Swelling stone, or well writ poems Busy pounding like I'm trying to break her pelvis bones Please don't think I'm crazy (oh, Slick Rick is in the house) But boy you are super fine (do it to me, do it to me) Thank you Missy Irresistible delicious (oh) holla! Enough to make me lose my mind, lose my mind Know I really want it, and now I want it Don't make me wait oh no, no don't make me wait oh no No longer will I pretend Boss of the females Let's get it on cause we both grown (recognize, recognize) Excuse me sir, oh gosh you look young But old enough to get it to get yo' head sprung Sit down relax, it's soft here on my couch Or give me hands strictly you might get turned out Cutie pie, 'til I sit beside him Nice shoe size, how could I deny him Big bankroll to help me retire Me and him together smell like big empire (uh huh) Don't treat me like a prostitute Unless you're giving me some money making sure I look cute But don't treat me like a prostitute Unless you're giving me some money making sure I look cute Please don't think I'm crazy (oh) P-p-please don't think I'm crazy (oh) Bu-bu-but boy you are super fine (d-do it to me, do it to me) F-f-f-ine

Hold me, I'm just trying to be good It's all talking, gotta stutter my way out of here Hold me, don't wanna be misunderstood It's so noisy, gotta shut it, gotta turn it off Gotta shut it, turn it off I don't want problems I promise I'm gonna do it right, sir I'm not a lost case I'm just a poor kid and I wear fake tan, sir Got a short term memory Got no interest in the paps Got a phantom ache Where I used to have a heart Time ticking, one, two, three Clicking, I don't need a countdown to know it's a long run I'm ticking, one, two, three So, hold me, I'm just trying to be good It's all talking, gotta stutter my way out of here Hold me, don't wanna be misunderstood It's so noisy, gotta shut it, got to turn it off Gotta shut it, turn it off I thought I did all the dids Filled in the paperwork, sir Talking 'bout these walls again First you hit 'em, then you use "Now, I can't live without 'em, sir" But I've opened the doors Don't under look our halfway home Check out the sofa, sir, sir Check out the window, sir Time ticking, one, two, three Clicking, I don't need a countdown to know it's a long run I'm ticking, one, two, three Hold me, I'm just trying to be good It's all talking, gotta stutter my way out of here Hold me, don't wanna be misunderstood It's so noisy, gotta shut it, got to turn it off Gotta turn it off Gotta shut it, turn it off Gotta shut it, turn it off Gotta shut it, turn it off Gotta shut it, turn it off Gotta shut it, turn it off Gotta shut it, turn it off Gotta shut it, turn it off Gotta shut it, turn it off Hold me, I'm just trying to be good It's all talking, gotta stutter my way out of here Hold me, don't wanna be misunderstood It's so noisy, gotta shut it, got to turn it off Gotta shut it, turn it off

(Kids these days) The whole story been out of context A room full of fluorescent light, clean and tight, all in boxes People coughing, people yelling in panic and pain Vomiting, carrying their piss in a plastic bag Confused and tired beloved ones We loved once, we trusted Knew just what being clueless allowed us Now being useless unites us Sitting in a station, waiting for the last bus What was it that you expected, oh It seems unacceptable Accept the predictable - Your lost war Or were u sure mister candy would so elegantly move to the next family and skip yours? Back home, back to needles Just stay with me, though Just wait a minute I swear we're winning Show is just beginning White page, I mean it Black pen scribbled, stage 4 I know just where you're from Try fool me, I'm not dumb I'm coming only for you (candyman) I'm coming only for you I know just where you're from I know that I'm a scumbag I'm coming only for you, but one day I'll get your family too The whole morning been like a fantasy One with a bad script Written by a lunatic Brightly illuminated but, like a horror film Come get your best sits, we're about to begin And tell this motherfucker lemon man to back off Take his motherfucking lemonade and get lost Tell him he can take his act of charity and spill it Give it to the real sick kids who really fucking need it I know just where you're from I'm here to give you a hand I know you don't wanna be saved And in this squeaky bed, and even if you can't I'm coming over for you Take a sip, it's hand squeezed, an act of faith, for 30 years, wait Please know I'm not a scum Don't get confused, I'm the good guy I'm the lemon man I'm the lemon man I'm the lemon man I'm the lemon man