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Missy Elliot - Joy
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[Elliott] Joyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
[scratch] Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
[Elliott] Joyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
[SpeaknSpell - vowel sounds]
[Elliott] Joyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
[scratch] Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh - so sick!
[Elliott] Joyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
[scratch] Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
[SpeaknSpell - vowel sounds]

[Missy]
Timbo, what they do
They try to be like Missy but they have no clue
On how Im spittin over beats the way I move
I move so smooth in my shell toe shoes
Now put the needle on the record, shownprove
Since ninety-two I came to win and never lose
They try to stop a chubby chick from comin through
My belly out and sellin out these venues
My skills, will fulfill, those who drink booze
My attitude is super cool like Im subdued
And those who fake I take on you and your dudes
I rule the streets I break em down with no tools
And Misdemeanor give the finger to yall fools (HOLLA!)
Whoever doubted that Im bout it check the news
And if you snooze on me this year your ass will lose
Cause I will bruise, my loose screws is like ooh
When I come out get your release dates moved

[Chorus: Missy]
This year yall gon all lose sleep
I break em off somethin, break em off somethin
[scratched] This year yall gon all lose sleep
This year yall gon all lose sleep, when I
break em off somethin, break em off somethin (BIG SHOUT OUT TO TIMBERLAND)
This year you hear a real MC, when I
[slowed up] break break b-b-break break break...

[Missy]
I flow over a beat that make a chick weave blow
And those who try to compete to the wall I throw
So I drop it low, 808 kick low
Like oh oh-oh oh, oh oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Mr. Mos, this beat he compose
While I kill the track, leave your ears decomposed
Fake rappers, this year your lies will be exposed
Like oh oh-oh oh, oh Missy steal the show-ow-ow
Spit on breakbeats, make rappers lose sleep
Make labels unable drop they artists on leak
I keep em knee deep, need me, be me
Hardly, and basically, I do it nice and slow-ow-ow

[slowed]
Im slowin, the track down, so you dont miss the shit
that Misdemeanor talkin like that chronic get you super high

[Chorus: Missy + (Mike Jones)]
This year yall gon all lose sleep
I break em off somethin, break em off somethin
This year you hear a real MC
[scratch] Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
This year yall gon all lose sleep, when I (MIKE JONES! WHO?)
break em off somethin, break em off somethin (MIKE JONES! WHO? MIKE JONES!)
This year you hear a real MC (GEYEAH!)
Break em off somethin, break em off somethin

[Mike Jones]
See Im a pimp thats on my grind, I hustle like all the time
I speak whats on my mind, my teethll make you blind
My heatll lay you down, whenever you come around
Forsaken out there mistreated your lifell be deleted
Cause I dont play dat, you know I dont play dat
Wherever you talkin noise is where you gon lay at
Im Supa Dupa Fly like Missy Missy
Before the fame majors used to diss me
But now Im on top, Im hot I cant stop
Before my deal came my shows was sold out
House been on the hill, diamonds been in my grill
Im trill like U.G.K., you know I keep it real
Im who, Mike Jones, WHO? Mike Jones
WHO? Mike Jones and I cant be cloned
2-8-1, 3-3-oh, 8-zero-zero-fo
Thats my cell phone number, hit me on the low
I got

[Missy]
Hold up, I see a lot of folks in here sittin round like your shoes too tight
If you wear a size 10, dont cram yo shit up in a size 6 ladies
Be proud of yo big-ass feet
We came to party up in this bitch