Missy Elliott – Beat Biters

Missy Elliott – Beat Biters

She’s ah uh uh bitch

Yo…I’ma tell yall straight up and down

It’s like this for real, it’s goin’ down like this foreal

She’s ah….bitch

Tell ’em

I’m sick of yall fake Timbaland beat bitin’, you know what I’m sayinI’ma bring it to yall like this

By all means necessary

You might catch me somewhere stickin’ yo baby daddy

They say oh “Missy you wack” but yall not ready

Cuz I come back like a smack

You hear my gats in yo back blat-blat-blat

Huh, like spaghetti

Half of yall MCs be stinkin’ like boobetti

So your record label cut you off like confetti

They you wanna call Missy and beg me, who ooh beg me beg me

Dag I’m very scary

Burn a whole club down like I was Carrie

Give a boy French kiss, he wanna marry

See yall jealous tricks, yall cannot stand me

Ooh, that’s fine and dandy

Hey daddy-daddy

Why these chickenheads, ooh they be so petty

Hey nah nah nah, you best not test me

I keep tellin’ you nah you never ready

Nah you never ready

Get rowdy

Let me hear yall loudly

Keep my high niggas ’round me

Let me see yall work it and work it till yall can’t stand up

Get rowdy

Let me hear yall loudly

Keep my high niggas ’round me

Let me see yall work it baby, work work it baby WHAT!

In the club, I see niggas

They think I’m super fly, they blow me sugahs

so I cut them short like some scissors

they trying to take me home, they give me liquor

YOU KNOW WHO I AM, I’ma bitch

DO YOU KNOW WHAT I MAKE, filthy rich

DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS, gotta gat

I THOUGHT YOU WAS A FREAK, never that

You see me on the road, when I stroll

I float through the toll, like whoa (beep beep)

you just a silly hoe, this I know

you be at every show, for the dough, hear me now

Yo, this is Timbaland

Callin’ from the Matrix yall

And this how we do it

Yo Missy, tell ’em how you feel, what

Beat biter, dope style taker, originator

Or just an imitator

Stealin’ our beats like you’re the one who made ’em

Timbaland’s the teacher and I’m the one who grades ’em

Check the verbatim, F is how we rate ’em

How dare you make ’em, jus like we made ’em

And I wont play ’em, and I won’t say ’em

Save this for later, so I can tell you straighter

Now see this one right here ooh

This is for everybody ooh

This is for my people east ooh east, west, south

East ooh west, south ooh

But you know what before I get up on outta here ooh

I gotta say one thing to yall beat biters ooh

It’s ’bout to be the year 2000 ooh you know what I’m sayinAnd I’m kinda sick of that kack kack kack kack ficky boom ficky boom

That kack kack kack kack ficky boom ficky boom

That kack kack kack kack ficky boom ficky boom

That kack kack kack kack ficky boom ficky boom

On everything yall gotta come up with

Yall own creativity, yall own originality, yall own style

You know what I’m sayinHeh, you gonna be left behind this time

Aight ain’t no love lost

All need you to do is stop beat bittin!

That was Missy

Now this is Timbaland signin’ off from the Matrix

You heard that

Shh