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UH OH!

de Missy Elliott

'Ey yo, Timberland
See, what they don't understand is...
We' about to flip our whole style on `em for two-double-zero-one ('ey!)
And for those of you who hated ('ey!)
You only made us more creative
(Misdemeanor, uh)

You don't wanna speak my name
Mess around, get dat ass blown away (rrrah)
Fool, gone-away
I ain't even like ya' tail, anyway
Missy got somethin' to say
I ride downa' block in a' Escalade
Bling-bling, all in ya' face
I think ya might needa' put on ya' shades (rrrah)
I know ya feel me, though
Ya hatin' on me, but ya hear me, though
Twenty-inch rims, sittin' crazy low
(Ah!) I'm a crazy hoe
I'ma keep the party live
Me 'n Timbaland gon' flip it tonight
Keep ya' hands in the sky
Wave `em 'round, like ya' crazy high

Time to lick shots
Time to see you dance
Hey you, why you frontin'? (Blah!)

You don't know who I be
Ya' mammy nevah' tell ya not to fuck wit' me
If I ga' ya' head, you'll nevah' leave (rrrah)
Stop sweatin' me
Flip it on the black-hand side
Lookey, here, boy, don't ya even try 
Make me dislocate ya' spine
My rings spit-to-shine like turpentine
Whatcha come around a hang out fo'?
Baby, hell no, you just want my dough
Getcha black ass on the flo'
Fool touch me, that's a no-no (rrrah)
Mr. DJ, won'tcha play dat song
'Til da freaks shake they nasty thongs
Hey boys, won'tcha sing along?
'Cause we gon' rock the party til' the early morn

Y'all don't hear me (hot)
Ya got ya' guns, but you don't scare me (ooh)
Originality is leary (uh)
My own style and I ain't sharin'
(Back-up, back-up; easy now)
Hey, y'all (hot)
Let's turn it up and tear the club down (uh)
Grab ya' drinks and gimme two rounds 
I'll break ya off, I'm goin' down-down
(Watch ya'self, I'm about to turn it up)

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