Uh, hit me
    [Missy]
  Don't explain, you never change
  Same old thing, same old game
  Say ya want to be wit' me
  But show me my ring
  Baby, let me think
  I been in the cold
  The story untold, about to unfold
  How do you expect me
  To ever believe you want be wit' me
    [Missy (Nicole)]
  Why you all in my grill (Why you all in)
  Can you pay my bills (Can you pay my bills)
  Let me know if you will (Let me know, know)
  Cuz a chick gotta live (A chick like me, I got to live)
    [Missy]
  Talk is talk, and talk is cheap
  Tell it to her, don't say it to me
  Cuz I know I'm in control
  See Trix are for kids, and boo I'm too old
  Go 'head, with your games
  Don't ever come back to me again
  Where you go, remember me
  I'm the best thing in history
    [Missy (Nicole)]
  Why you all in my grill (Why, why, why)
  Can you pay my bills (Can you pay my bills)
  Let me know if you will (Let me know boy, boy)
  Cuz a chick gotta live (A chick got to live, ooh yeah)
    [Missy (Nicole)]
  Third time (Third time)
  I moved you in, took you back
  In my life (I was a fool)
  I don't know what's wrong with me
  Third time (Third time)
  I moved you in, took you back in my life (oh yeah, yeah)
    [Missy (Nicole)]
  Why you all in my grill (All in my grill)
  Can you pay my bills (Can you pay my bills, yeah)
  Let me know if you will (Let me know if you will)
  Cuz a chick gotta live (oh, yeah)
    Why you all in my grill
  Can you pay my bills (Ooh, pay my bills)
  Let me know if you will (Let me know, let me know baby, baby)
  Cuz a chick gotta live (A chick like me, I got to live)
    [Missy]
  If you want me, where's my dough?
  Give me money, buy me clothes
  No need for talking, have my dough
  Where's my money? Where's my clothes?
    If you want me, where's my dough?
  Give me money, buy me clothes
  No need for talking, have my dough?
  Where's my money? Where's my clothes?
    [Big Boi]
  Aight, uh
  Why you all in my grill?
  I'm thinkin' it's time to chill
  Yeah, but you on a drill, though
  I couldn't even step out the baby blue Bonneville
  Cuz you be tryin' to kill my hoe, my girlfriend
  And people around me is tellin' me that you's a stalker
  Like Darth Vader takes a Skywalker
  I told you I was the street talker
  It ain't my fault you dirty your Victoria's Secret's
  And your Frederick's
  You wanted the Waldorf Astoria
  But instead I took you to Cedrick's, to entertain you
  To give you to the "G", and never claim you
  Me and Missy, we get it straight pissin'
  Oh yeah, we puffin' on one of them thangs too
  You blamin' who? You namin' who?
  I know you ain't bringin' that lame crew
  Big Boi, they the phat sacks
  She pretty D, all they same, boo
  But I'm backed by the Dungeon Family
  So you can go 'head wit' all that stabbin' me
  Cuz I will jab thee, and slam thee
  And Bobby Boochet yo' ass, G
  Yeah, yeah