Intro / Go to the Floor
Yeah, what's the deal ya'll, it's Missy Elliott
Givin' ya magazine writers
Radio cast listeners or plain ol' haters a small
Piece of my album which is titled Under Construction
Under Construction simply states that I'm a work in progress
I'm workin' on myself, you know
Ever since Aaliyah passed I view life in a more valuable way
Lookin' at hate and anger and gossip or
Just plain ol' bullshit became ignorant to me
When you realise in a blink of an eye you walkin' out a church
And isle that was meant for weddings and happiness were realising
Those same church isles are used
To view a loved one for the last time
From the world trade families to the left-eye family, big-pun family
You know Biggie family, pop family, to the hip-hop family
We all under construction Tryin' to rebuild you know
Ourselves Hip-hop can gain respect from, you know
Not even respect from but just like rock and roll and it took us a
Lot of hard work to get here so all that hate and
Animosity between folks you need to kill it with a skillet
You don't see Bill Gates and Donald Trump arguing with each other
'Cause both of them got paper and they got better shit to do,
Get mo' paper So all I'm sayin' is let's
Take hip-hop back to the rule, follow me
Let the show begin
This is a Missy Elliott exclusive
Set it off
Mama say, mama san, mama can you do dis
Talking like you bad is when you just knew dat is
Every time 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. slimmed out my body-y-y
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 to do)
I came to shake, shake my booty down, like the 40
Brrah
I'm underrated, glad I made it, independent, operated
I neva hesitated 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 two centimetres and I'm dialatin'
Radio be patient ooh sh come on check my translation
From my observation, my fans is real patient
They don't wanna hear da lies so stop faking
'Cause you greasy 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 to 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, ooh 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 to do)
I came to shake, shake my booty down, like the party
Brrah
Givin' ya magazine writers
Radio cast listeners or plain ol' haters a small
Piece of my album which is titled Under Construction
Under Construction simply states that I'm a work in progress
I'm workin' on myself, you know
Ever since Aaliyah passed I view life in a more valuable way
Lookin' at hate and anger and gossip or
Just plain ol' bullshit became ignorant to me
When you realise in a blink of an eye you walkin' out a church
And isle that was meant for weddings and happiness were realising
Those same church isles are used
To view a loved one for the last time
From the world trade families to the left-eye family, big-pun family
You know Biggie family, pop family, to the hip-hop family
We all under construction Tryin' to rebuild you know
Ourselves Hip-hop can gain respect from, you know
Not even respect from but just like rock and roll and it took us a
Lot of hard work to get here so all that hate and
Animosity between folks you need to kill it with a skillet
You don't see Bill Gates and Donald Trump arguing with each other
'Cause both of them got paper and they got better shit to do,
Get mo' paper So all I'm sayin' is let's
Take hip-hop back to the rule, follow me
Let the show begin
This is a Missy Elliott exclusive
Set it off
Mama say, mama san, mama can you do dis
Talking like you bad is when you just knew dat is
Every time 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. slimmed out my body-y-y
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 to do)
I came to shake, shake my booty down, like the 40
Brrah
I'm underrated, glad I made it, independent, operated
I neva hesitated 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 two centimetres and I'm dialatin'
Radio be patient ooh sh come on check my translation
From my observation, my fans is real patient
They don't wanna hear da lies so stop faking
'Cause you greasy 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 to 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, ooh 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 to do)
I came to shake, shake my booty down, like the party
Brrah
Credits
Writer(s): Keir Lamont Gist, Zane Grey, Leon Ware, Melissa A. Elliott, Abdullah R. Barr, Timothy Z. Mosley, Renee Andrea Neufville
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