Missy Elliott

Missy Elliott - On and On lyrics

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[Pharrell]

Beware, you're now listening to the sounds

of Mis-demeanor

Turn everything up, all the levels

All the fuckin levels



[Bridge: Missy]

Missy be the name and y'all should already know

I been around long Scarface so cold

Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yo she ya

Let me grab the microphone and I'm gone take it away



[Verse 1]

Every time I spit I blow one or two speakers

Top model diva but my name not Eva

Yeah I brang fever rockin classic adidas

I'm srtaight off the heater rippin needles off the meter

Here I go, flip my flow

Back it up then I drop it low

It's a must cause I'm dangerous

I'll be a hassle on the busta call me angeldust

I talk shit di, didn't stutter

2005 MC's in trouble

You run for cover hide under your covers

Cause you gone need more protection than a magnum rubber



[Chorus 4X: Pharrell]

Ah, ah, on

Ah, ah, on

Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah

Ah, ah, on and it's



[Verse 2]

Missy finna spit this simply raw

Misdemeanor always make MC's feel small

Stick you on the table with a plastic cup

Say grace, then eat ya ass up

Y'all just rookies, virgins, and nookies

Not my competition you skip or play hookie

Aint nobody here that can tear the track up

And naw I ain't done rappin so shut the hell up

Keep it simple every time I flow

If you step to me I shall throw blows

Raise up like I's break nose

I ain't about talkin I'll lay 'em down slow

And for show y'all know

Misdemeanor got 'em by the neck low

Ice cold heart like zero below

If you wanna battle me then playa say so



[Chorus]



[Verse 3]

Let me tell you what I'm all about

About spitting hot rymes on out

Yeah Pharrell did the beat oh yes

And the way he put it down he make it sound so (fresh)

I be the best don't second guess

When it comes to other rappers bout it boy get flexed

When I say I'm tight as wife beaters

Missy bout to teach you how to follow the leader

Hit the club in a blue two seater

Lookin like I'm finna cock a nine millimeter

Get out with my highhill cuffs

Twisting my ass cause I know what guys want

Licking my lips like I'm takin him home

Teasing and teasing I'm fakin the funk

Shaking my titties like I wanna bone

Bend over slow then I tell him I'm gone



[Chorus]



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