In My Business (Clean LP Version)歌词
作词 : MC Lyte/Missy Elliot
作曲 : Missy Elliot
Hahaha introducing MC Lyte
I think I need a sound check
Hit me with a sound check
Yea now what about that d**e stuff
Alright now gimme an 8 0 8 0 8 0 8 0
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
Yo 1 2
Uh MC Lyte yea
You don't know yea
Ficky ficky oh you don't know
On the regular they guessing
How the Lyte get down
Nevermind that
Ni**a you better watch your mouth
Keep snooping
And you bound to hit a brick
Get out the crack of my a**
All up in my shiznit
To you nosey Nikkis and you Peepin Toms
So you know
I'm about to drop the Brooklyn Bomb
7 and 7 is 14 1 and 4 is 5
But none of that matters
If your a** ain't alive
You could care less about the records I see
You just wanna know I tried but I fell
But even on your best day and on my worst
I'll still be first without the need to rehearse
Why you up in my business
Find something better to do
Why you talking about me
I ain't say sh*t about you
Forgive me for my attitude
But I got something to say
Yall better not ***** with me
Cuz I had a bad day
Yall must really think
I'm the host of the freakshow
Got me tagging piranhas I don't even know
Got me swimming in waters
Getting caught in fishnet
Got me hooked up wit folks
I ain't never even met
Now yall so busy trying to market this
I guess yo stupid a** forgot who started this
But I'm about to ransack you make your memory
Come back to you
Let all my true niggas jack you
Talking about the Lyte
Like you getting paid for it
Better wish for your own
And get out my business
Besides I'm too quick
And pigeons oughta know
By the time you get the info
It was two years ago
Aside from that I'm too swift to catch
Don't pay to chase the joint
You can't light the match
And everybody knows
I'm too quick to flip the latch
It ain't many
That can even say they been attached
Why you up in my business
Find something better to do
Why you talking about me
I ain't say sh*t about you
Forgive me for my attitude
But I got something to say
Yall better not f**k with me
Cause I had a bad day
I heard a lotta yall running running round
Ain't none of yall this supa dupa fly
Supa Dupa as I
Fly fly across the sky
Cut you like pie
Me and me and MC Lyte
Cuz you wack
Straight from the jump yea you wack
Better get back
I can't I can't ***** wit that
I ain't saying jack
I'm just smack you cross your face
So deep that you'll never talk back
Why you up in my business
Find something better to do
Why you talking about me
I ain't said sh*t about you
Forgive me for my attitude
But I got something to say
Yall better not ***** with me
Cuz I had a bad day
Why you up in my business
Find something better to do
Why you talking about me
I ain't say sh*t about you
Forgive me for my attitude
But I got something to say
Yall better not f**k with me
Cause I had a bad day
Ficky-ficky check me out
作曲 : Missy Elliot
Hahaha introducing MC Lyte
I think I need a sound check
Hit me with a sound check
Yea now what about that d**e stuff
Alright now gimme an 8 0 8 0 8 0 8 0
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
Yo 1 2
Uh MC Lyte yea
You don't know yea
Ficky ficky oh you don't know
On the regular they guessing
How the Lyte get down
Nevermind that
Ni**a you better watch your mouth
Keep snooping
And you bound to hit a brick
Get out the crack of my a**
All up in my shiznit
To you nosey Nikkis and you Peepin Toms
So you know
I'm about to drop the Brooklyn Bomb
7 and 7 is 14 1 and 4 is 5
But none of that matters
If your a** ain't alive
You could care less about the records I see
You just wanna know I tried but I fell
But even on your best day and on my worst
I'll still be first without the need to rehearse
Why you up in my business
Find something better to do
Why you talking about me
I ain't say sh*t about you
Forgive me for my attitude
But I got something to say
Yall better not ***** with me
Cuz I had a bad day
Yall must really think
I'm the host of the freakshow
Got me tagging piranhas I don't even know
Got me swimming in waters
Getting caught in fishnet
Got me hooked up wit folks
I ain't never even met
Now yall so busy trying to market this
I guess yo stupid a** forgot who started this
But I'm about to ransack you make your memory
Come back to you
Let all my true niggas jack you
Talking about the Lyte
Like you getting paid for it
Better wish for your own
And get out my business
Besides I'm too quick
And pigeons oughta know
By the time you get the info
It was two years ago
Aside from that I'm too swift to catch
Don't pay to chase the joint
You can't light the match
And everybody knows
I'm too quick to flip the latch
It ain't many
That can even say they been attached
Why you up in my business
Find something better to do
Why you talking about me
I ain't say sh*t about you
Forgive me for my attitude
But I got something to say
Yall better not f**k with me
Cause I had a bad day
I heard a lotta yall running running round
Ain't none of yall this supa dupa fly
Supa Dupa as I
Fly fly across the sky
Cut you like pie
Me and me and MC Lyte
Cuz you wack
Straight from the jump yea you wack
Better get back
I can't I can't ***** wit that
I ain't saying jack
I'm just smack you cross your face
So deep that you'll never talk back
Why you up in my business
Find something better to do
Why you talking about me
I ain't said sh*t about you
Forgive me for my attitude
But I got something to say
Yall better not ***** with me
Cuz I had a bad day
Why you up in my business
Find something better to do
Why you talking about me
I ain't say sh*t about you
Forgive me for my attitude
But I got something to say
Yall better not f**k with me
Cause I had a bad day
Ficky-ficky check me out
