[Missy]

Uhh, 3000 baby, uh huh, ooh, raunchy, raunchy



[Redman]

Good riddance, to niggas and bitches bullshittin

I house MC's like baths and full kitchens, ready or not

Doc,hood lynchin, icey flows, I wrtie with wool mittens

Its two not one, Missy dot dot com, come once in the blue like free hot lunch

So once its on, turn it up, chickens flockin in

Shoppin at birds are us, murderous, don't blame me, blame the music

I write with napalms in my hands, flame the fuses, like ca psss, off you go

I'm nice battin, I practice when the park is closed

I'm that man who squats out of jeeps and vans

Jump to roof to roof on the TV cam, I fuck a model

I go out with the cheapest tramps, pussy have me trippin

Like Kima, Keisha and Pam, I remain cool like, like open hous on a school night

Animal House gettin thrown out for food fights, PPP strictly don't give a fuck

An Brick City niggas strictly don't give a fuck



[Missy]

Let me intervene, come between, like dick through your jeans

Hang down to your knees, its mwa the don-wan, carry on, D.A.N to the danger

Y'all MC's in a whole lot of danger, change up all your rhymes you need beats

My beats you see completely unique, forgive thee

See its the shots of Henessey thats in me, Reggie Noble through after me



[Redman]

It takes two to tingle, and two to fuck

I done fucked in Range Roves to Isuzu trucks,used to move weight

Now you makin moves to duck, built solid without bolts, screws and nuts

Pussy tight jiffy lube it up, Doc came up, hoes use to hang up

Now my arm close hang up, my crew is deeper than Karl Kani pockets

We don't buy bullets, we ask what size rockets, for thee occasion

One shot will have you ravin', like Symone when the four four is blown

Two minutes later I'll make it hotter, snap you from the vine

To my um blada a boom glada



[Missy and Redman]

So what you wanna do, what you wanna do



[Redman]

Yo I got the chicken, the brew taken next, an much room Def Squad in the house

Drop you drawers, tell your boyfriend ease up, and park his car



[Missy]

I'm from the south you better watch your mouth, Its the M.I

The S.I, if you try then you die, I don't take no mercy on you suckers so

Would you still be in love baby, if I cut your throat, cut the jokes

I ain't got no love for yo, no friends with those, who imitate me ya bold

My style I own, I'ma have to steal your flow, you know me Joe

I gotta say no more, BITCH!

Thats right nigga, Its Misdemeanor here, Redman, Timbaland uhh

Muthafucka! 3 triple zero, the Matrix baby, uhh, I'm out