Code Red

[Intro: Monica & (Laiyah)]

(Oh ah ah)

Is that what you wanted?

(Nuh-uh)

Mommy in the booth, I'm singin'

(I'm here, mommy)

You've been a good girl?

(Uh, no)

No? Say new Monica

(New Monica)

Say code red right here

(Code red right here)

Code red right here

(Code red! Mommy)

What?

(Code red right here)

[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]

I does what I does, do what I do

Your hustle the same to me, here's something new

We tired of that junk that you sing in the booth

You know we the truth, let me give you this proof

Call 911, better ring the alarm

When this come on, they be droppin' them bombs

We tired of hearin' them same old five songs

Man, I've just been wanting to turn that ish off

[Verse 2: Monica]

I swear the game might be over

Somebody give them some Folger's

'Cause you can't be sleepin' on Mono

And you can't see me with no photo

I'm tryna change up the world

I'm focused on my baby girl

And even though she only one

She know you ain't talkin' about nothin'

[Pre-Chorus: Monica]

It's like we've gotten away [?], oh

It's like we're scared to take a chance

I'ma let you know

If you think that shit really hot

I don't got feelin's for that

When that shit dropped, I forgot

[Chorus: Monica]

My mind is way over there

Code red right here (Code red right here), right here, right here

(Right here, right here)

Code red right here (Code red right here), right here, right here

Turn off the radio, damn right

We don't wanna hear real shit no mo'

Turn off the radio, damn right

We don't wanna hear real shit no mo'

Shit no mo', shit no mo', shit no mo', shit no mo'

Turn off the radio

I really wanna hear real shit

[Verse 3: Monica]

You're tryin' so hard to cross over

And just end up gettin' looked over

The label ain't reachin' they quotas

And we all know money's the motive

Don't like that, don't be that

Don't sound like like a state of emergency, hold up

[Pre-Verse: Monica]

It's like we've gotten away [?], oh

It's like we're scared to take a chance

I'ma let you know

If you think that shit really hot

I don't got feelin's for that

When that shit dropped, I forgot

[Verse 4: Missy Elliott]

This is code red

We takin' risks, we ain't scared

We makin' hits after hits, better play it

Yeah, we got hits stackin' over your head

We so creative (Creative), we versatile (Tile)

This shit go hard, 808 drum hit that ground

M-O-N-I-To-The-C-O

Tell the DJ hit replay

Rewind two times, DJ

Turn it up like it's your birthday

[Bridge: Missy Elliott]

You dip? We dip! You dip? We dip!

You dip? We dip! Oh, go head get lit

Dip, dip, dip

Dip, dip, dip

Dip, dip, dip

Code red in this bitch

[Pre-Chorus: Monica]

It's like we've gotten away [?], oh

It's like we're scared to take a chance

I'ma let you know

If you think that shit really hot

I don't got feelin's for that

When that shit dropped, I forgot

[Chorus: Monica]

My mind is way over there

Code red right here (Code red right here), right here, right here

(Right here, right here)

Code red right here (Code red right here), right here, right here

Turn off the radio, damn right

We don't wanna hear real shit no mo'

Turn off the radio, damn right

We don't wanna hear real shit no mo'

Shit no mo', shit no mo', shit no mo', shit no mo'

Turn off the radio, I really wanna hear real shit

[Outro: Missy Elliott]

You dip? We dip! You dip? We dip!

You dip? We dip! Oh, go head get lit

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay

Huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh

Huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh