Missy Elliott

Missy Elliott - All N My Grill lyrics

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Don't explain  you never change
 Same old thing  same old game
 Say ya want  to be wit' me
 But show me my ring
 Baby  let me think
 I been  in the cold
 The story untold  about to unfold
 How do you expect me
 To ever believe  you won't be wit' me

 [Chorus   Missy (Nicole)]
 Why you all in my grill (why  you all  in)
 Can you pay my bills (can you pay my bills)
 Let me know if you will (let me know, let me know)
 Cuz a chick gotta live (a chick like me, I got to live)

 [Missy - Verse Two]
 Talk is talk, and talk is cheap
 Tell it to her, don't say it to me
 Cuz I know, I'm in control
 See tricks are for kids, and boo I'm too old
 Go 'head, with your games
 Don't ever come back, to me again
 Where you go, remember me
 I'm the best thing in history

 [Chorus - Missy (Nicole)]
 Why you all in my grill (why, why, why)
 Can you pay my bills (can you pay my bills)
 Let me know if you will (let me know, boy, boy)
 Cuz a chick gotta live (a chick got to live, ooh yea)

 [Bridge One - Missy (Nicole)]
 Third time (third time)
 I moved you in, took you back
 In my life (I was a fool)
 I don't know, what's wrong with me
 Third time (third time)
 I moved you in, took you back
 In my life

 [Chorus - Missy (Nicole)]
 Why you all in my grill (why you all, in my grill)
 Can you pay my bills (can you pay my bills, yea)
 Let me know if you will (let me know, let me know, baby, baby)
 Cuz a chick gotta live (a chick like me, I got to live, yea)

 [Bridge Two - Missy]
 If you want me
 Where's my dough
 Give me money
 Buy me clothes
 No need for talking
 Have my dough
 Where's my money
 Where's my clothes
 If you want me
 (repeat)

 [Big Boi]
 Aight, uh
 While you all in my grill, I'm thinkin' it's time to chill
 But you want to drill tho
 I couldn't even step out the baby blue vehicle cuz you be tryna kill my hoe
 My girlfriend, and people around me is tellin' me that you's a stalker
 Like Darth Vader checks a Skywalker
 I told you I was the street talker
 It ain't my fault you wearin' your Victoria's Secrets and your Frederick's
 Wanted to wander 'round the store, instead I took you to Cedric's
 To entertain you, to DO YOU TO THE G, and never claim you
 Me and Missy, we gettin' straight fucked, boo
 Yeah we puffin' up one of them thangs too
 You blamin' boo, you maimin' who
 I know you ain't bringin' that lame crew
 Big Boi, and them phat sacks
 Chief Bridget, Dee, all they same boo
 But I'm back by the Dungeon Family
 So you can go 'head wit' al that stabbin' me
 Cuz I will jab the, and slam the
 And Bobby will save that ass, gee
 Yea, huh

 (music till fade
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Author: Antwan Patton, Missy Elliott, Timothy Mosley

Composer: ?

Publisher: Elektra Entertainment Group Inc., WEA International Inc.

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Released in: 1999

Language: English

Appearing on: Da Real World (1999) , Da Real World (1999) , Respect M.E. (2006)

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