Lyrics Missy Elliott

Missy Elliott

You Don't Know

Now see, the one thing I like about the niggas

Is that they can fess up to one of they boys

That they been sleepin' wit' the same chick, and laugh about it

But see, a woman, could never admit to another woman

That she been sleepin' wit' her man

Cuz if that ever happened to me

I would call your house and be like, yo

Don't you gotta man

Why you fuckin' wit' mine

See, I been through bad times

Get yo' mind off mines

You must be lonely

Why you messin' wit' me

But it won't be easy

To get my baby

- You don't know who you messin' with

Most of them leave with they car doors bent

I'm so pissed, you gon' make me flip

I'mma teach you not to touch my shit

Hello?

Hello?

Who dis?

It's Mo'

For Real?

Hello?

I be callin' his house, when you're not around

Don't make me warn you, you know how I get down, down

Somebody told me, but I ain't trippin' off you, no

If you were doing your thang, he'd still be wit' you

Hello?

You know who this is bitch, heh, yeah

Yo, who dis for real, man, hello?

You know who it is

- I can't believe you would ever do that

Can't you show me some respect

Is it cuz you jus' a reject

Gotta keep your ass in check

Hello?

Hello?

What

Yo who dis for real, man

Yo, this is Mo', this is Mo'

You playin' a little bit too much, you knowumsayin'?

Yo, this ain't no game

This is not a game

Oh, ok

Yeah, what?

You on some real bullshit now

You know, you know what?

Why don't you just come to my house, bitch, you know?

Yeah, I come through, yo, where you live at?

Ask your nigga where I stay at

Please, he ain't got nutin' to do with this

He know

He ain't got nutin' to do with this

He know

Ask him where I live at, aight?

You on that same stuff you was on last year

When I hadda come through there last year, what

And I'd do it again, cuz I want, I, I got comin'

You ain't keepin nutin' in check

And keep him from around my house, bitch

Please, I'mma beat that ass, you know I will

You don't know who you messin' with

Most of them leave with their car doors bent

Blow out you like I'mma air vent

I'ma teach you not to touch my shit

Hello?

Trick, you know who this is, dont' front

Yeah, I'mma teach you not to touch my shit

(Timbaland)

You done took it too far (Uh oh)

I'mma hop in my car and I'mma you up bitch

You done took it too far (Uh oh)

I'mma hop in my car and I'mma you up bitch

You done took it too far (Uh oh)

I'mma hop in my car and I'mma you up bitch

You done took it too far (Uh oh)

Cuz I'm that chick yo, that same chick

But I ain't wit' playin' that game shit

Start callin' that name shit

And I'ma get on that same shit

That new shit, that call your crew shit

That what you wanna do shit

That boy is yours, keep that nigga

Beat my ass? Prove it

You been suckin' his dick

Tastin' my clit

Just a side chick, on the side bitch

I'm the prize bitch, keep it silent

Don't make me violent

You be dialin' 911 to tell the family

Around yo' crew, you's a bad bitch

Yo ass be talkin' mad ish

Toe to toe shoot the five

Girl you get yo ass kicked

What you think I'm gaming?

Shit is real, I aint playin'

(No more "Have My Baby")

Yo, I got yo' moms prayin'

It's gonna get risky

Fuck wit' Missy

I'mma shoot you where your ribs be

So you can feel me

Ain't it real B?

And you filthy and you mildy

Not appealin', drum roll

Uh oh, heh heh heh

You done done it now

Uh oh, you done done it now

She's mad, what

She's mad,

I'mma let them two girls fight

While I'm out