[Missy]
  She's ah......uh uh....bitch
  Yo...I'ma tell yall straight up and down
  It's like this for real, it's goin' down like this foreal
  She's ah....bitch (tell 'em)
  I'm sick of yall fake Timbaland beat bitin', you know what I'm sayin'
  I'ma bring it to yall like this
    By all means necessary
  You might catch me somewhere stickin' yo baby daddy
  They say oh "Missy you wack" but yall not ready
  Cuz I come back like a smack
  You hear my gats in yo back (blat-blat-blat)
  Huh, like spaghetti
  Half of yall MCs be stinkin' like boobetti
  So your record label cut you off like confetti
  They you wanna call Missy and beg me, (who) ooh beg me beg me
  Dag I'm very scary
  Burn a whole club down like I was Carrie
  Give a boy French kiss, he wanna marry
  See yall jealous tricks, yall cannot stand me
  Ooh, that's fine and dandy
  Hey daddy-daddy
  Why these chickenheads, ooh they be so petty
  Hey nah nah nah, you best not test me
  I keep tellin' you nah you never ready
  Nah you never ready
    [CHORUS]
  Get rowdy
  Let me hear yall loudly
  Keep my high niggas 'round me
  Let me see yall work it and work it till yall can't stand up
  Get rowdy
  Let me hear yall loudly
  Keep my high niggas 'round me
  Let me see yall work it baby, work work it baby WHAT!
    [Missy - Verse Two]
  In the club, I see niggas
  They think I'm super fly, they blow me sugahs
  so I cut them short like some scissors
  they trying to take me home, they give me liquor
  YOU KNOW WHO I AM, I'ma bitch
  DO YOU KNOW WHAT I MAKE, filthy rich
  DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS, gotta gat
  I THOUGHT YOU WAS A FREAK, never that
  You see me on the road, when I stroll
  I float through the toll, like whoa (beep beep)
  you just a silly hoe, this I know
  you be at every show, for the dough, hear me now (WHAT)
    [Repeat CHORUS]
    [Timbaland]
  Yo, this is Timbaland
  Callin' from the Matrix yall
  And this how we do it
  Yo Missy, tell 'em how you feel, what
    [Missy]
  Beat biter, dope style taker, originator
  Or just an imitator
  Stealin' our beats like you're the one who made 'em
  Timbaland's the teacher and I'm the one who grades 'em
  Check the verbatim, F is how we rate 'em
  How dare you make 'em, jus like we made 'em
  And I wont play 'em, and I won't say 'em
  Save this for later, so I can tell you straighter
    [Repeat CHORUS]
    [Missy]
  Now see this one right here (ooh)
  This is for everybody (ooh)
  This is for my people east (ooh) east, west, south
  East (ooh) west, south (ooh)
  But you know what before I get up on outta here (ooh)
  I gotta say one thing to yall beat biters (ooh)
  It's 'bout to be the year 2000 (ooh) you know what I'm sayin'
  And I'm kinda sick of that (kack kack kack kack ficky boom ficky boom)
  That (kack kack kack kack ficky boom ficky boom)
  That (kack kack kack kack ficky boom ficky boom)
  That (kack kack kack kack ficky boom ficky boom)
  On everything yall gotta come up with
  Yall own creativity, yall own originality, yall own style
  You know what I'm sayin'
  Heh, you gonna be left behind this time
  Aight ain't no love lost
  All need you to do is stop BEAT BITIN'!
    [Timbaland]
  That was Missy
  Now this is Timbaland signin' off from the Matrix
  You heard that
  Shh