Beat Biters

[Missy]
 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 sayin'
 I'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
 [CHORUS]
 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!
 [Missy - Verse Two]
 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 (WHAT)
 [Repeat CHORUS]
 [Timbaland]
 Yo, this is Timbaland
 Callin' from the Matrix yall
 And this how we do it
 Yo Missy, tell 'em how you feel, what
 [Missy]
 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
 [Repeat CHORUS]
 [Missy]
 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 sayin'
 And 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 sayin'
 Heh, you gonna be left behind this time
 Aight ain't no love lost
 All need you to do is stop BEAT BITIN'!
 [Timbaland]
 That was Missy
 Now this is Timbaland signin' off from the Matrix
 You heard that
 Shh