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Listen to Da Real World by Missy Elliott
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Listen to Hip-Hop/R&B Hits: 2000 featuring Missy Elliott
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Listen to Missy Elliott Essentials featuring Missy Elliott
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Listen to Timbaland: The Producers featuring Missy Elliott
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Listen to Q-Tip’s Playlist featuring Missy Elliott
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Listen to Verzuz Cheat Sheet: Timbaland x Swizz Beatz featuring Missy Elliott
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Listen to MEMENTO MORI Ep. 4 featuring Missy Elliott
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Listen to At Home With Selena Gomez: The Playlist featuring Missy Elliott
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Listen to Missy Elliott: Deep Cuts featuring Missy Elliott
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Listen to Missy Elliott: The Songwriters featuring Missy Elliott
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Listen to Ep. 13 OTHERTONE Playlist  featuring Missy Elliott
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Missy Elliott
Missy Elliott
Vocals
Aaliyah
Aaliyah
Vocals
Da Brat
Da Brat
Vocals
Timbaland
Timbaland
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Timothy Mosley
Timothy Mosley
Songwriter
Melissa Elliott
Melissa Elliott
Songwriter
Shawntae Harris
Shawntae Harris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Missy Elliott
Missy Elliott
Executive Producer
Timbaland
Timbaland
Mixing Engineer
Jimmy Douglas
Jimmy Douglas
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah What you got, boo? I was in love wit' you, yeah And you couldn't do no wrong in my eyes When I found out the scoop on you, yeah It was still too hard for me to realize That I needed to be through' wit you, yeah 'Cuz you're the reason I can't eat nor sleep, yeah All the girls you runnin' through, yeah Used to be best friends down wit' me, yeah When I'm gone, you're alone You stickin' them chickens till I get home When I'm home, you're wit' me Kissin' on my ass, tryna be wit' me Well it's done, this I know Seen it for myself, I'ma let you know You don't play, games wit' me But before I go, betta leave my dough I'm no fool for you, yeah But you seem to think my love's a joke I get no love from you, yeah Like all these times I did before I think I'll pass on you, yeah Because the way you been actin' lately I get no cash from you, yeah If you want me to stay, you must be cra-crazy, yeah When I'm gone, you're alone You stickin' them chickens till I get home When I'm home, you're wit' me Kissin' on my ass, tryna be wit' me Well it's done, this I know Seen it for myself, I'ma let you know You don't play, games wit' me But before I go, betta leave my dough Dedication It was just a bad relation Feel my pain, it cuts my insides The tears, they fall deep down from my eyes Dedication It was just a bad relation Feel my pain, it cuts my insides The tears, they fall deep down from my eyes Doo doo doo, doo doo doo Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo, doo doo Doo doo doo, doo doo doo Doo doo doo, doo doo doo Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo, doo doo Doo doo doo, doo doo doo I want it al' from the motherfuckin' house, down to the dogs You trickin' off with these chickens, I thought you ain't have no flaws Keep yo dick in they jaws, Peter shoulda stayed in his draws Now I'm out the door and you can't claim me no more, the loss is yours How you gonna slumber wit' a bitch I'm supposed to be cool wit' Went to grade school wit', couldn't pay me to believe you hit it to think I footed all the bills and now you breakin'? Stop accusin' me of that dumb shit, I don't even participate in You wasted my valuable time, there's money to make Scared to set foot in another relationship, 'cuz of the heartache Heartbreak hotel, no not faith, Kelly, and Whitney It's brat, Liyah and Missy you miss me, 'cuz we finished I'll just keep the keys to the 20 inch rim ride With the TVs in it, you don't need it, beat it, it's mine Used to kiss my ass like your heart was in it Keep stickin' them chickens Send Peter straight to the clinic, nigga See I'ma give you your props tho You like a bad ass motherfucker Runnin' two bitches at one time When I'm flyin' out, she flyin' in Sayin' the same shit, spinnin' the same game Who the fuck you think I am? Willy limp dick or somebody? Forget you, man That's why us bitches gonna stick together, bitch End
Writer(s): Shawntae Harris, Missy Elliott, Timothy Mosley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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