"All N My Grill (European Version)"
(feat. MC Solaar, Nicole)

[Missy - Verse One]
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]

[MC Solaar]
Zigzag zigzag, oui, j'ai du zigzaguer
De comète en planète ta salopette rosagué
shoot quand y'a des canettes, y'a plus d'bisou
Plus d'baisers, plus d'bises, juste un biz biz de bijoux
Tu veux du cling-cling clinquant, ne vit-on pas
sale top du top salsa plus Merco Classe A
Je braquerais les banques, toutes, tu ferais banqueroute
Boufferais des casse-croûtes juste pour paver d'or ta route
J'jouerais à cache-cache pour trouver l'cash
Userais de la calache, de la tchatche, j'vendrais même du hash
Solaar trip j'excède clean honnête et net
T'offrira des tas d'poupées pleines de p'tites pépettes
J'aurais les poches vides, portrais le même jean
Lêverais mon verre à la tienne, tu diras tchin-tchin
T'auras tout ce que sur terre le soleil fait briller
Joueras au monopoly avec des vrai billets

[music till fade]

"...So Addictive"
(feat. Charlene 'Tweet' Keys)

[Missy - singing]
I know some of y'all sick of songs y'all be hearin on the radio-
ohhhh (ohhh!)
So me and Timbaland gon' give that shit you never heard before
(shit you never heard before-ohhh)
It's like drinkin liquor or weed or X whatever does you the best
My beats, are so (sooooo) addic-hictive

[Tweet] C'mon get krunk with me
[Missy] See if you're ridin down the street
and you're bout to roll that shit up
[Tweet] You don't need drugs or weed
[Missy] Oh nah you ain't smokin that stank shit up in my car
Get your feet off my dashboard
[Tweet] C'mon get krunk with me
[Missy] Oh yeah you wanna get krunk though?
Well pop this CD in right here and take a hit of me

[singing] My album is so, addic-hictive

[Missy] My album is so addictive [*echoes*]
Man bump this ballad shit

"Get Ur Freak On"

hit me, hit me
gimme some new shit
gimme some new shit
gimme some new shit
gimme some new shit

[Missy]
Missy be puttin it down
Im the hottest round
Ill told yall mutha (skurt)
Yall can stop me now
Listen to me now
Im lastin twenty rounds
And if you want me (nigga)
Then come and get me now (bounce)
Is you with me now (bounce)
The biggie biggie bounce (bounce)
I kno you dig the way i sw..sw...switched ma style
(Holla) People sing around
Now people gather round
Now people jump around

[Chorus]
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha freak on
[2x]

[Missy]
(who's that bitch?)
People you know
Me and Timbaland been hot since twenty years ago
What da dilly yo
Now what da drilly yo
If you wanna battle me then (nigga) lemme know
(Holla) Got the feeling son
Lemme throw you some
People here I come
Now sweat me when im done
We got the radio shook like we got a gun

[Chorus]
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha freak on
[2x]

[Missy]
Quiet !!!
Shh, hush yo mouth
Silence when I, spit it out
In yo face
Open yo mouth, Give you a taste
(Holla) Aint no stoppin me
Copywritten so, dont copy me
Yall do it, sloppily
And yall cant come, close to me (yes)
I know you feel me now (yes)
I know you hear me loud (yes)
I scream it loud and proud (yes)
Missy gon blow it down (yes)
People gon play me now (yes)
In and outa town (yes)
Cuz im the best around (yes)
With the crazy style (go)

[Chorus]
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcho freak on..(go)
Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha Getcha freak on
[2x]

"Scream"
(feat. Timbaland)

Music..
Huh, huh.. ohhh..
Huh, huh.. ohhh..
Huh, huh.. ohhh..

I met him in the Bahamas, I love that nigga per-sona
Smoke that nigga marijuana, get freaky call me Madonna
Lay on the bed he follow, bone him until to-morrah
Make him sing high sopran-ah, AHHHHHHHH!!
Fifty-fo'-fifty-fifty, Mr. Act-Super-Kinky
Baby what you gon' get me, is some rings for my lil' pinkie
Money will multiply, 'fore you run up inside
Make me all weak and tired, mmhmmm..

[Chorus: Timbaland + Missy]
You got ta.. (scream)
If you up in the club, you think you tearin it up
You got ta, got ta.. (scream)
Well pour most of the liquor, then you watchin people buzz
You got ta, got ta.. (scream)
If you from out of town, you think you're holdin it down
You got ta, got ta.. (scream)
You got ta.. you got ta..

[Missy]
He say he from Puerto Rico, he told me to call him Chico
Freakin up in the Nico, my ego got really negro
Throw the heat throw heat be bold, though I'm like dice in cee-lo
Makin heads scream and moan, AHHHHH!!! Send 'em back home
Boy is really worth it, just to get dirty dirty
Give me that liquor liquor, make me talk slurry slurry
Money will multiply, 'fore you run up inside
Get me all weak and tired, mmhmmm..

[Chorus]

[Missy]
He asked could he rock my body, he also asked could he buy me
a drink six-oh Ferrari, then ride up in my safari
Shit what a deal word up, how much it cost now
Shit what the deal word up how much it cost
Play your position listen, where is your pot to piss in
'Fore we start really kissin, hot as freaky kitchen
Hey what the deal word up how much it cost now
Hey what the deal word up how much it cost now

[Chorus - 2X]

"Whatcha Gon' Do"
(feat. Timbaland)

[Timbaland]
Dun-dun-dun, dun-dun-DUNN-dun
Dun-dun-dun, dun-dun-DUNN-dun
Dun-dun-dun, dun-dun-DUNN-dun
Dun-dun-dun, dun-dun-DUNN-dun

I be dippin in clubs, girls screamin, "Do you want it Timb?"
Niggaz, playa hatin sayin, "Who the hell is him?"
I'm in the back, gleamin from all that virgin gem
Keep a bunch of pretty models surroundin Timb
I'm over capac'y when it come to makin them beats
Me and Missy makin Y'ALL, move y'all feets
Makin y'all dance and tango, make y'all legs get weak
That's only cause we drop a bunch of heat
That's whatcha gonna expect, comin from my crew
Bunch of dope beats, and a bunch of dope lyrics too
I know that's too much for you to handle dude
Now ask yourself what..

[Chorus: Timbaland]
Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?

[Missy]
When me come in the spot, dem wannn' jock
Dem nasty boy lookin around, with big cocks
Them girls be plottin on how to get the rocks
So I beat that ass to the ground like I'm the cops
AHH, what they gon' say, AHH, don't wan' play
RRR, get 'em in the club, AHH, smokin on hay, HEY
AHH, when I'm in my ride, OH AHH, people walkin by
AH AHH, pistol by my side, B-BRRR, in case dem wan' try

[Chorus]

[Timbaland]
I be gettin in girls clothes, make 'em buy my whole wardrobe
Better get all my dough, pluckin the hair in my nose
It's official I'm a pimp, cause my name glows
If (?) I'm back to the Yugos

[Missy]
Talkin that junk, you get BURRIED
You don't wanna end up in the cemeTARRRRY
Me and Timbaland got tracks that will KILL YOU
Any other hen I got gats that will PEEL YOU
Whatcha gon' say, RRR, whatcha gon' do, RRR
When I'm in the club, RRR, comin for you
I'm just a smooth motherfucker (aww yeah baby)
(Y'all heard me?!) Ahhh
Whatcha gon' say, RRR, whatcha gon' do, RRR
When I'm in the club, RRR, and comin for you
I'm just a smooth motherfucker

[Chorus]

[Chorus]

"Step Off"

I know your not my man
That you belong to someone else (nah)
Now come on in, an shut the door
I make sure you enjoy yourself
If you give me a try, before you deny
I'm still in love wit you
Or maybe obsessed wit you

Aaaoooo
We don't make love no more (umm hmm)
We don't kiss and we hug like we used to (used to)
But I'm still in love with you
Wait
Wait a minute
Now if I drive by your house (house)
And see some bitch in your bed, under the spreads
Giving you.....head
Then I'm gonna turn it out (hhaay)

[Chorus]
I'm the only one who keep you satisfied
And though were not together I remember what you like
So tell them chicks to step off cause I fill your appetite
And I'm the only women who gon do it like you like

(Hey uh)
What part don't you get?
(hey hey)
Even though I'm not your girl anymore
And you don't want me no more
I deserve to know who you sleepin' wit
(ooooh yyeeaah)
Is she better then me? (me me)
Do she cook, do she clean?
Do she sew, do she sting?
Can she do these things?

Cause I...

[Chorus]

I still love ya baby
Makes no difference to me
And I still wantcha baby
Want to be the one you need
The one you call on (umm umm)
Cause I'm the only one that makes you feel good (umm umm)

Sing it to me
[Chorus - repeat 2X]

"One Minute Man (Remix)"
(feat. Jay-Z)

[Missy]
Ooooooh, I don't want I don't need I can't stand no minute man
I don't want no minute man
Ooooooh, here's your chance be a man take my hand understand
I don't want no minute man

Ohh, ohh, uhh, OOOH
Ohh, ohh..
Ohh, ohh, uhh, OOOH
Ohh, ohh..

[Missy]
Boy I'ma make you love me, make you want me
And I'ma give you some attention, tonight
Now follow my intuitions, what you're wishin
See I'ma keep you all night, for a long time
Just start countin the ways

[Chorus]
Break me off, show me what you got
Cause I don't want, no one minute man
Break me off, show me what you got
Cause I don't want, no one minute man
Break me off, show me what you got
Cause I don't want, no one minute man
Break me off, show me what you got
Cause I don't want, no..

[Missy]
Tonight I'ma give it to you, throw it to you
I want you to come prepared, ohhh yeah (oh yes)
Boy it's been a long time, a crazy long time
And I don't want no minute man, and that's real
Give it to me some more

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
Fifty grand I get this on one take (Hova)
Look, I'm not tryin to give you love and affection (uh-huh)
I'm tryin to give you sixty seconds of perfection (uh-huh)
I'm tryin to give you cabfare and directions
Get your +Independent+ ass out of here - QUESTION?
I'm not your man, not Ralph Tresvant
Not Ronnie Romance.. no ma
I'm tryin to hit you then put you in the middle of the round
like I'm Roberto Duran.. no mas
Six A.M. another chick in the house (put your hands up)
6:15 another chick kicked you out (put your hands up)
Spend one minute tryin to dig her out
The other fourteen tryin to "put it in her mouth"
The dick too chubby, too much'll make you love me
Now be a nice wifey and run home to your hubby
Cause we, both knowin what we doin is wrong
Don't forget to put your ring back on {*quiet laughter*}

[Missy]
Ooooooh, I don't want I don't need I can't stand no minute man
I don't want no minute man
Ooooooh, here's your chance be a man take my hand understand
I don't want no minute man

Break me off, show me what you got
Cause I don't want, no one minute man

Break me off, show me what you got
Cause I don't want, no one minute man

Break me off, show me what you got
Cause I don't want, no one minute man

Break-break me off, break break me off
Break break me off, show me what you got

Break me off, show me what you got..
Break me off, show me what you got..
Break me off, show me what you got..
Break me off, break break me off

"I'm Movin' On"

[Missy]
See, I had to make a record that
Give thanks to my Lord Savior in Jesus Christ
A lot of people are quick to criticize me
for the kind of music I sing but
See they don't change the belief
hat I have an God, yaknowhatI'msayin?
Cause when my friends forsake me
who's there to listen to me without complaining?
Nobody but Him, uhhh

[singing]
Please don't judge me
Cause I'm not perfect (I'm not perfect)
And please don't judge me if I'm not in church on Sunday

I'm movin' (I'm movin' on)
And I'm pressin' (I'm pressin' on)
To the other way (To the other way)
Ohhhh (to, higher, ground)
I'm pressin' (I'm movin' on)
I'm movin' (I'm pressin' on, yea)
Tooooo (to the other way)
(to, higher, ground)

"Go To The Floor"

Mama say, Mama san, Mama can you do dis.
Talking like you bad is when you just knew dat is.
Everytime I come out ya'll be like who dat is
Be more like Ashanti and be Unfoolish
You don't really want to break it with me
You wear Dada, I sport the Fendi
My Lamborghini against your benzi
Dirty diamonds in your ring see mines cling cling cling
Ding ding ding ding ding ding da ding ding
I used to get so high they called me Ming Lee
Spiked up my hair don' look like Don King
Hatahs keep on hating cause them don't worry we
Dem no worry we or me and timothy
M.I.S.E. slimed out my body-e-e
Bang bang to the boogie ooh wee
Playah keep on playing watch me do my duty

Go to the floor (now tell me what you want)
Grab me a drink (now what you gon' do)
I came to shake, shake my booty down, down to the beat. Brrah
Stand on the chairs (and dance like who)
Dance like the freaks (and what you came 2 do)
I came to shake, shake my booty down, like the 40. Brrah

I'm underated, glad i made it, independant, operated
I neva hesitaded hatahs kept me motivated
Da beat is penetrated, i'll let timmy regulate it
and we lay dead in the shade to drink a glass of lemonaded
Damn i'm faded, ain't no other way to say it ain't that complicated
Ain't no other chicks gon' neva make me feel invaded
I keep dropping hits like water breaking 2 centimeters and i'm dialatin'
Radio be patient ooh ssh come on check my translation.
From my observation, my fans is real patient.
They don't wanna hear da lies so stop faking
cuz you greazy like bacon, keep my stomach aching
If you wanna battle let there be no more delayin'
I hope you did some praying cause when i come swayin'
Pop shu pop pop pop yeah!
Sometimes i flow sometime quick
It was on the verge of kissing ass so slick
I'd be on the verge of making hits after hits
It's dat kind of shit dat tell your mamie don't forget

Go to the floor (now tell me what you want)
Grab me a drink (now what you gon' do)
I came to shake, shake my booty down, down to the beat. Brrah
Stand on the chairs (and dance like who)
Dance like the freaks (and what you came 2 do)
I came to shake, shake my booty down, like the party. Brrah

Everybody, move your body now do it
Here is somethin' that's gonna make you move and groove
Hey DJ keep playing that song all night
On and on and on (on and on and on and on and)
Now is the niggas ova there
Bitches right chea'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
All night long i hope you all came prepared.
It's 5:00 and we ain't goin no where
Aah yeah, Oh wee
Now will the guys with cash choose me.
Aah yeah, Baby
I got a man i ain't seen lately.

Go to the floor (now tell me what you want)
Grab me a drink (now what you gon' do)
I came to shake, shake my booty down, down to the beat. Brrah
Stand on the chairs (and dance like who)
Dance like the freaks (and what you came 2 do)
I came to shake, shake my booty down, like the party. Brrah

"Work It"

DJ, please pick up your phone
I'm on the request line

This is a Missy Elliott one-time exclusive (Come on)

[Chorus:]
Is it worth it, let me work it
I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it
I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it [backwards 2X]
If you got a big ***, let me search you
And find out how hard I gotta work you
I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it [backwards 2X]

I'd like to get to know you so I could show you
Put the p**** on you like I told you
Gimme all your numbers so I could phone you
Your girl actin' stank then call me over
Not on the bed, lay me on your sofa
Phone before you come, I need to shave my chocha
You do or you don't or you will or won't you
Go downtown and eat it like a vulture
See my hips and my tips, don't you
See my ass and my lips, don't you
Lost a few pounds and my waist for you
This the kinda beat that go ra-ta-ta
Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
Sex me so good I say blah-blah-blah
Work it, I need a glass of water
Boy, oh, boy, it's good to know you

[Chorus]

(Come on)

If you a fly gal get your nails done
Get a pedicure, get your hair did
Boy, lift it up, let's make a toast-a
Let's get drunk, that's gonna' bring us closer
Don't I look like a Halle Berry poster
See the Belvedere playin' tricks on you
Girlfriend wanna be like me, never
You won't find a b**** that's even better
I make you hot as Las Vegas weather
Listen up close while I take it backwards
I'm not a prostitute, but I could give you what you want
I love your braids and your mouth full of floss
Love the way my ass go bum-bum-bum-bum
Keep your eyes on my bum-bum-bum-bum-bum
And think you can handle this gadong-a-dong-dong
Take my thong off and my ass go vroom
Cut the lights on so you see what I could do

[Chorus]

(Come on)

Boys, boys, all type of boys
Black, white, Puerto Rican, Chinese boys
Why-thai,-thai-o-toy-o-thai-thai
Rock-thai,-thai-o-toy-o-thai-thai
Girl, girl, get that cash
If it's 9 to 5 or shakin' your ass
Ain't no shame, ladies do your thing
Just make sure you ahead of the game
Just 'cause I got a lot of fame super
Prince couldn't get me change my name papa
Kunta Kinte a slave again, no sir
Picture black sayin', "Oh, yes a master"

Got a Lamborghini so I drive faster
Just makin' hating people freakin' matter
Admit I'm the F****** name won the battle
When I drop this record here you won't even matter

Why you act dumb like "Uh, duh"
So you act dumb like "Uh, duh"
As the drummer boy go ba-rom-pop-pom-pom
Give you some-some-some of this Cinnabun

[Chorus]

(Come on)

To my fellas
I like the way you work that
To my ladies
You sure know how to work that