Baby]

Uh, what's happenin? What

Uptown, New Orleans in this bitch with VA, you understand?

With this hot girl, Missy

Fuckin with these Uptown Guerillas, you dig?

If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense

Do yo' thing girl



[Missy]

Y'all don't wanna gimme my props?

I'mma have to lick two shots on my glock

Pop-pop the enemy 'till he drop

Make his whole body go hibbie-to-the-hop

Well I won't stop 'till I get up to the top

Gotta blow any other state off the block

And I got a whole lotta chedda in my pock's

You better gimmie giimme five mics, gimme props

Say you sick of my clique and my shit

'Cause I got a whole lotta hits and no tricks

Just a bass line, few snares, few kicks

Make the whole industry wanna go and bit

I say you sit, we sit, I sit

While I go shit on a mix like this

Say you spit, I spit, we spit

But you can't fuck with a nigga like this

Check me out



[1] - Hatin' on us but ya can't resist

If you come hard, better come legit

We gon' talk shit 'cause we confident

If you think not, then you bound to sit



Hatin' on us but ya can't resist

If you come hard, better come legit

We gon' talk shit 'cause we confident

We gon' show you so you best believe it



[Missy]

Y'all don't wanna put me on front

On the front page, all the shit I don' done?

Now you wanna fuck around and grade my shit?

Let's talk about the million niggas who bit



It's only one Timothy from the V.

And the whole industry goin' beep-beep

Now I gotta go change up my beats

So another nigga won't duplicate me



Yeah I got styles, got shows, videos

And my shows, it grow