作词 : Missy Elliott/Jamal Jones/Jocelyn A. Donald/Timothy Clayton/Monica Brown
 作曲 : Missy Elliott/Jamal Jones/Jocelyn A. Donald/Timothy Clayton/Monica Brown
I does what I does, I do what I do
Y'all all sound the same, lemme hear something new
We tired of that junk that you sing in the booth
You know we the truth, let me give you this proof
Call 911, better ring the alarm
When this come on, they be droppin' them bombs
We tired of hearin' them same old five songs
Man, I be wantin' to turn that ish off

I swear the game might be over
Somebody give 'em some Folgers
'Cause you can't be sleepin' on Mono
And you can't see me with no photo
I'm tryna change up the world
I'm focused on my baby girl
And even though she only one
She know you ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

It's like we've gotten away late
It's like we're scared to take a chance
'Cause I'ma let you know

They diggin' that shit really hard
And I don't got feelings for that
When that shit dropped, I forgot
My mind is way over there

The code red right here
(Code red right here)
Right here, right here
(Right here, right here)
Code red right here
(Code red right here)
Right here, right here

Turn off the radio, that's right
We don't wanna hear nobody's shit no more
Turn off the radio, that's right
We don't wanna hear nobody's shit no more
Shit no more, shit no more, shit no more, shit no more
Turn off the radio, that's right
I really don't wanna hear all this shit

You're tryin' so hard to cross over
And just end up gettin' looked over
The label ain't reachin' they quotas
And we all know money's the motive

Don't like that, don't be that
Don't sound like
A state of emergency, hold up

It's like we've gotten away late
It's like we're scared to take a chance
So, I'ma let you know

They diggin' that shit really hard
And I don't got feelings for that
When that shit dropped, I forgot

This is code red
We takin' risks, we ain't scared
We makin' hits after hits, better play 'em
Yo, we got hits that go over your head

We so creative
We versatile
This **** go hard
808 drum, hit the ground

M-O-N-I to the C-O
Tell the DJ, hit replay
Rewind two times, DJ
Turn it up like it's your birthday

You dip, we dip
You dip, we dip
You dip, we dip
Go 'head, get lit
Dip, dip, dip
Dip, dip, dip
Dip, dip, dip
Code red in this

It's like we've gotten away late
It's like we're scared to take a chance
So, I'ma let you know

They diggin' that shit really hard
And I don't got feelings for that
When that shit dropped, I forgot
My mind is way over there

The code red right here
(Code red right here)
Right here, right here
(Right here, right here)
Code red right here
(Code red right here)
Right here, right here

Turn off the radio, that's right
We don't wanna hear nobody's shit no more
Turn off the radio, that's right
We don't wanna hear nobody's shit no more
Shit no more, shit no more, shit no more, shit no more
Turn off the radio
I really don't wanna hear all this shit

You dip, we dip
You dip, we dip
You dip, we dip
Go 'head, get lit