[Intro: Pharrell]
Beware
Haha
You're now listening to the sounds
Of Misdemeanor
Turn everything up
All levels
All my fuckin' levels
Turn that shit the fuck up
What?
What?
What?
Is that a two-track?
[Verse 1: Missy]
Missy be the name and y'all should already know
I been around as long as Scarface sold coke
Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yo, she ya
Let me grab the microphone and I'ma take it away
Every time I spit, I blow one or two speakers
Top model diva but my name not Eva
Yeah, I bring fever, rockin' classic Adidas
I'm straight off the heater rippin' needles off the meter
Here I go, flip my flow
Back it up then I drop it low
It's a must 'cause I'm dangerous
I'll be a hassle on the busta, call me angel dust
I talk shit di—, didn't stutter, stutter
2005 MC's in trouble
You run for cover, hide under your covers
'Cause you gon' need more protection than a magnum rubber
[Chorus: Pharrell]
Ah, ah, on
Ah, ah, on
Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah, ah, you get
Ah, ah, on
Ah, ah, on
Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah, ah, on
Ah, ah, on
Ah, ah, on
Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah, ah, you get
Ah, ah, on
Ah, ah, on
Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah, ah, on
[Verse 2]
Missy finna spit shit simply raw
Misdemeanor always make MC's feel small
Stick you on the table with a plastic cup
Say grace, then eat ya ass up
Y'all just rookies, virgins, and nookies
Not my competition, you skip or play hookie
Ain't nobody here that can tear the track up
And naw, I ain't done rappin', so shut the hell up
Keep it simple every time I flow
If you step to me, I shall throw blows
Raise up like I's break nose
I ain't about talkin', I'll lay 'em down slow
And for sure y'all know
Misdemeanor got 'em by the neck hit 'em low
Ice cold heart like zero below
If you wanna battle me then playa say so
[Chorus: Pharrell]
Ah, ah, on
Ah, ah, on
Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah, ah, you get
Ah, ah, on
Ah, ah, on
Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah, ah, on
[Verse 3]
Let me tell you what I'm all about
About spittin' hot rhymes on out
Yeah, Pharrell did the beat, oh yes
And the way he put it down, he make it sound so (Fresh)
I be the best, don't second guess
When it comes to other rappers, boy get flexed
When I say I'm tight as wife beaters
Missy 'bout to teach you how to follow the leader
Hit the club in a blue two-seater
Lookin' like I'm finna cock a nine millimeter
Get out with my high heel cuffs
Twistin' my ass 'cause I know what guys want
Lickin' my lips like I'm takin' him home
Teasin' and teasin', I'm fakin' the funk
Shakin' my nookie like I wanna bone
Bend over slow then I tell him I'm gone
[Chorus: Pharrell]
Ah, ah, on
Ah, ah, on
Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah, ah, you get
Ah, ah, on
Ah, ah, on
Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah, ah, on
