Song | I Like Control |
Artist | DJ Clue? |
Album | The Professional |
作词 : DeBarge, Elliott, Ifill ... | |
New Missy | |
Featuring Mocha | |
Nicole | |
D-J-Clue | |
[Mocha] | |
What hot, we droppin' | |
What not, we stoppin' | |
Ya'll rock toppin', we bottle poppin' | |
Ya'll block watchin', we watch coppin' | |
Ya'll car hoppin', cause now we got it locked and | |
We dedicate for ya'll feather weight | |
You better skate cause we never late | |
Gon' replicate then bet I set it straight | |
But you can't bet what you never make | |
I'm the same cat from the same tracks | |
That hadda bring crack when you played that | |
When I spit move way back, you get sprayed at | |
I write my own shit bitch, can you say that? | |
1 - [Missy] | |
Alot of ya'll MC's talk mo' shit | |
Talkin' bout hits and all the whips you dip | |
I know most of ya'll rappers live dead broke | |
I go to your accountant and he say, "No dough" | |
Rappin | |
bout the weed and you can't even roll | |
If I blow you a gun nigga, can you smoke? | |
Why you gotta front when you whack as shit | |
Me and Mocha, we ain't braggin' bitch | |
I ain't gotta rap about the dough I hold | |
And I ain't 'bout to talk about the cars I drove | |
And I ain't gotta front about the shows I blow | |
Turn on your radio, see me control | |
[Mocha] | |
It's best that thee put on the bets wit' me | |
And testin' me? I hit your chest wit' three | |
Let's make it clear that we gon' take it there | |
The way it appears, there ain't a club shakin' rears | |
Mocha here, call me the richest chick | |
With the thickest chips, and the quickest whip | |
Get a grip, why can't you try wit' me | |
Dumb variety, I get it done lively | |
2 - [Nicole] | |
My rhymes, they like | |
They really, really like | |
They for it, adore it | |
So come let them enjoy | |
My rhymes, they like | |
They really, really like | |
They for it, adore it | |
So come let them enjoy it | |
[Missy] | |
Wooo, I get it hot like heat | |
You the MC that 'posed to scare me? | |
Ahhh, scream 'till my voice get hoarse | |
Spit on the mic, make all ya'll moist | |
Hey, you don't wanna f**k with me | |
And if you do, then you've been practicing | |
And no one even told you who I was | |
Well I'mma set it off, show you who I am | |
God damn, I got skills like a thief | |
And while you sleep I snatch out all ya teeth | |
Hey, you don't really want that beef | |
I repeat, you don't really want that beef | |
I said hey, you don't really want that beef | |
Now you know not to mess with me, hah hah | |
Uh uh uh uh uh, uh uh (mmm mmmm) | |
Repeat 1 | |
Repeat 2 to fade | |
[DJ Clue adlibs] | |
Missy | |
My nigga Timbaland | |
Aaliyah | |
The whole VA Crew | |
Word up | |
DJ Clue | |
The Professional | |
Niggas don't want it | |
Word up, word up |
zuò cí : DeBarge, Elliott, Ifill ... | |
New Missy | |
Featuring Mocha | |
Nicole | |
DJClue | |
Mocha | |
What hot, we droppin' | |
What not, we stoppin' | |
Ya' ll rock toppin', we bottle poppin' | |
Ya' ll block watchin', we watch coppin' | |
Ya' ll car hoppin', cause now we got it locked and | |
We dedicate for ya' ll feather weight | |
You better skate cause we never late | |
Gon' replicate then bet I set it straight | |
But you can' t bet what you never make | |
I' m the same cat from the same tracks | |
That hadda bring crack when you played that | |
When I spit move way back, you get sprayed at | |
I write my own shit bitch, can you say that? | |
1 Missy | |
Alot of ya' ll MC' s talk mo' shit | |
Talkin' bout hits and all the whips you dip | |
I know most of ya' ll rappers live dead broke | |
I go to your accountant and he say, " No dough" | |
Rappin | |
bout the weed and you can' t even roll | |
If I blow you a gun nigga, can you smoke? | |
Why you gotta front when you whack as shit | |
Me and Mocha, we ain' t braggin' bitch | |
I ain' t gotta rap about the dough I hold | |
And I ain' t ' bout to talk about the cars I drove | |
And I ain' t gotta front about the shows I blow | |
Turn on your radio, see me control | |
Mocha | |
It' s best that thee put on the bets wit' me | |
And testin' me? I hit your chest wit' three | |
Let' s make it clear that we gon' take it there | |
The way it appears, there ain' t a club shakin' rears | |
Mocha here, call me the richest chick | |
With the thickest chips, and the quickest whip | |
Get a grip, why can' t you try wit' me | |
Dumb variety, I get it done lively | |
2 Nicole | |
My rhymes, they like | |
They really, really like | |
They for it, adore it | |
So come let them enjoy | |
My rhymes, they like | |
They really, really like | |
They for it, adore it | |
So come let them enjoy it | |
Missy | |
Wooo, I get it hot like heat | |
You the MC that ' posed to scare me? | |
Ahhh, scream ' till my voice get hoarse | |
Spit on the mic, make all ya' ll moist | |
Hey, you don' t wanna f k with me | |
And if you do, then you' ve been practicing | |
And no one even told you who I was | |
Well I' mma set it off, show you who I am | |
God damn, I got skills like a thief | |
And while you sleep I snatch out all ya teeth | |
Hey, you don' t really want that beef | |
I repeat, you don' t really want that beef | |
I said hey, you don' t really want that beef | |
Now you know not to mess with me, hah hah | |
Uh uh uh uh uh, uh uh mmm mmmm | |
Repeat 1 | |
Repeat 2 to fade | |
DJ Clue adlibs | |
Missy | |
My nigga Timbaland | |
Aaliyah | |
The whole VA Crew | |
Word up | |
DJ Clue | |
The Professional | |
Niggas don' t want it | |
Word up, word up |