You Don't Know

Missy Elliott F/ Lil' Mo Miscellaneous You Don't Know Now see, the one thing I like about the niggas Is that they can fess up to one of they boys That they been sleepin' wit' the same chick, and laugh about it But see, a woman, could never admit to another woman That she been sleepin' wit' her man Cuz if that ever happened to me I would call your house and be like, yo Don't you gotta man Why you fuckin' wit' mine See, I been through bad times Get yo' mind off mines You must be lonely Why you messin' wit' me But it won't be easy To get my baby 1 - You don't know who you messin' with Most of them leave with they car doors bent I'm so pissed, you gon' make me flip I'mma teach you not to touch my shit Above While: Hello? Hello? Who dis? It's Mo' For Real? Hello? I be callin' his house, when you're not around Don't make me warn you, you know how I get down, down Somebody told me, but I ain't trippin' off you, no If you were doing your thang, he'd still be wit' you Repeat 1 while: Hello? You know who this is bitch, heh, yeah Yo, who dis for real, man, hello? You know who it is 2 - I can't believe you would ever do that Can't you show me some respect Is it cuz you jus' a reject Gotta keep your ass in check Repeat above While: Hello? Hello? What Yo who dis for real, man Yo, this is Mo', this is Mo' You playin' a little bit too much, you knowumsayin'? Yo, this ain't no game This is not a game Oh, ok Yeah, what? You on some real bullshit now You know, you know what? Why don't you just come to my house, bitch, you know? Yeah, I come through, yo, where you live at? Ask your nigga where I stay at Please, he ain't got nutin' to do with this He know He ain't got nutin' to do with this He know Ask him where I live at, aight? You on that same stuff you was on last year When I hadda come through there last year, what And I'd do it again, cuz I want, I, I got comin' You ain't keepin nutin' in check And keep him from around my house, bitch Please, I'mma beat that ass, you know I will You don't know who you messin' with Most of them leave with their car doors bent Blow out you like I'mma air vent I'ma teach you not to touch my shit Repeat above while: Hello? Trick, you know who this is, dont' front Yeah, I'mma teach you not to touch my shit (Timbaland) You done took it too far (Uh oh) I'mma hop in my car and I'mma you up bitch You done took it too far (Uh oh) I'mma hop in my car and I'mma you up bitch You done took it too far (Uh oh) I'mma hop in my car and I'mma you up bitch You done took it too far (Uh oh) Cuz I'm that chick yo, that same chick But I ain't wit' playin' that game shit Start callin' that name shit And I'ma get on that same shit That new shit, that call your crew shit That what you wanna do shit That boy is yours, keep that nigga Beat my ass? Prove it You been suckin' his dick Tastin' my clit Just a side chick, on the side bitch I'm the prize bitch, keep it silent Don't make me violent You be dialin' 911 to tell the family Around yo' crew, you's a bad bitch Yo ass be talkin' mad ish Toe to toe shoot the five Girl you get yo ass kicked What you think I'm gaming? Shit is real, I aint playin' (No more "Have My Baby") Yo, I got yo' moms prayin' It's gonna get risky Fuck wit' Missy I'mma shoot you where your ribs be So you can feel me Ain't it real B? And you filthy and you mildy Not appealin', drum roll Uh oh, heh heh heh You done done it now Uh oh, you done done it now She's mad, what She's mad, I'mma let them two girls fight While I'm out