Lyrics:
Elliott
We put it down like that for the 96 and 97
[Incomprehensible]
This is my dialogue on this album
It's Magoo's album featuring me, Timbaland
You know
Interlude 1:
Yea...
I'm just out here tryna find someone...
Whose learnt to think different...
Can you do that for me?
Then let's get it!
Verse 2
So
concerned by rumors and gossip About the prodigal
Playing with Caucasians to hurdle my every Obstacle
Now don't get me wrong never hungered for Quick success
the birthday chick,
You be in yo bag I don't mean Birkin
Ugh,
And I know ya work for it,
And ya like Missy Elliott,
How ya work it
Ugh….
And I know ya frame
a drought like a fucking desert
Now I ball for the green like a Boston Celtic
I'm an old school gangsta like Willie Nelson
You an old school dike like Missy
Appreciate my presence, while I shine wit' a barrel
I came up wit' cut diamonds, obscure in a rare blue
Shorty ain't checkin' for you, step to the way I do
much about me
For me every simile and metaphor
Every single hook, every chant, every lyric
Every anthem should never eclipse the One I
Want you checkin
I still watch the Lizzie McGuire movie - it's fuckin' gay
And Missy Elliott is still a hip hop icon
Drop it flip and reverse it when you hear that
can do when they hittin' you
You wanna talk to the man of the inner side
He has no probably with givin' an interview
This is no interlude, but if I'm
play like En Vogue 'cause you're never gonna get it
The style, the flavor, the flow, the soloist
Hit you in a second, one, two, mic-checkin'
That's my
tryna be the best with mystique (yeah)
And I'm no Missy Elliot
So I ain't checkin' for tweets
Checkin' for posts
(Ugh) , they be deaf doin' the most
My
not the time for unloading
It's always time, you don't know me, I
One message that I wanted to give her
Yeah thanks for the indulgence now I'm backing
swearin that they better
givin a cold shoulder as they roll by in the [fuckin] jetter
I gets no pay though 'cause they know that you know
can't wait to take
girl, and do what you please
And don't sweatin' me for checkin' out your groceries
Why do I sweat when I got the juice?
I'm just a girl with a plan,
room to breathe
[ VERSE 2: Bosco Money ]
It's crowded, but they still can't cramp us
And if you're checkin for style
You'll be checkin for a while
play like En Vogue 'cause you're never gonna get it
The style, the flavor, the flow, the soloist
Hit you in a second, one, two, mic-checkin'
That's my
Verse 1
Hello can't you hear me knock
I'm standing outside your door
Just checkin if you're still awake
My soul wants to say hello
I am tired
God for sparing me - ‘cuz pain don't heal itself
Chorus Repeats 5x
cKcSHcc (interlude)
You can dread it, you can try to escape it
But destiny
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