[1:36 long skit precedes the actual song]
[Elliott] Joyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
[scratch] Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
[Elliott] Joyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
[Speak`n`Spell] {*vowel sounds*}
[Elliott] Joyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
[scratch] Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh - so sick!
[Elliott] Joyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
[scratch] Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
[Speak`n`Spell] {*vowel sounds*}
[Missy]
Timbo, what they do
They try to be like Missy but they have no clue
On how I`m spittin over beats the way I move
I move so smooth in my shell toe shoes
Now put the needle on the record, show`n`prove
Since ninety-two I came to win and never lose
They try to stop a chubby chick from comin through
My belly out and sellin out these venues
My skills, will fulfill, those who drink booze
My attitude is super cool like I`m subdued
And those who fake I take on you and your dudes
I rule the streets I break `em down with no tools
And Misdemeanor give the finger to y`all fools (HOLLA!)
Whoever doubted that I`m `bout it check the news
And if you snooze on me this year your ass will lose
Cause I will bruise, my loose screws is like ooh
When I come out get your release dates moved
[Chorus: Missy]
This year y`all gon` all lose sleep
I break `em off somethin, break `em off somethin
[scratched] This year y`all gon` all lose sleep
This year y`all gon` all lose sleep, when I
break `em off somethin, break `em off somethin (BIG SHOUT OUT TO TIMBERLAND)
This year you hear a real MC, when I
[slowed up] break break b-b-break break break...
[Missy]
I flow over a beat that make a chick weave blow
And those who try to compete to the wall I throw
So I drop it low, 808 kick low
Like oh oh-oh oh, oh oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Mr. Mos`, this beat he compose
While I kill the track, leave your ears decomposed
Fake rappers, this year your lies will be exposed
Like oh oh-oh oh, oh Missy steal the show-ow-ow
Spit on breakbeats, make rappers lose sleep
Make labels unable drop they artists on leak
I keep `em knee deep, need me, be me
Hardly, and basically, I do it nice and slow-ow-ow
[slowed]
I`m slowin, the track down, so you don`t miss the shit
that Misdemeanor talkin like that chronic get you super high
[Chorus: Missy] + (Mike Jones)
This year y`all gon` all lose sleep
I break `em off somethin, break `em off somethin
This year you hear a real MC
[scratch] Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
This year y`all gon` all lose sleep, when I (MIKE JONES! WHO?)
break `em off somethin, break `em off somethin (MIKE JONES! WHO? MIKE JONES!)
This year you hear a real MC (GEYEAH!)
Break `em off somethin, break `em off somethin
[Mike Jones]
See I`m a pimp that`s on my grind, I hustle like all the time
I speak what`s on my mind, my teeth`ll make you blind
My heat`ll lay you down, whenever you come around
Forsaken out there mistreated your life`ll be deleted
Cause I don`t play dat, you know I don`t play dat
Wherever you talkin noise is where you gon` lay at
I`m Supa Dupa Fly like Missy Missy
Before the fame majors used to diss me
But now I`m on top, I`m hot I can`t stop
Before my deal came my shows was sold out
House been on the hill, diamonds been in my grill
I`m trill like U.G.K., you know I keep it real
I`m who, Mike Jones, WHO? Mike Jones
WHO? Mike Jones and I can`t be cloned
2-8-1, 3-3-oh, 8-zero-zero-fo`
That`s my cell phone number, hit me on the low
I got
[Missy]
Hold up, I see a lot of folks in here sittin `round like your shoes too tight
If you wear a size 10, don`t cram yo` shit up in a size 6 ladies
Be proud of yo` big-ass feet
We came to party up in this bitch
