You Wish (with Missy Elliott & Kaliii) – Remix

(Get in my belly) Kaliii Hello, Christ? (Hello) My jeans don't fit again (yeah, yeah) They got me jumpin' up and down when I'm tryin' to get in 'em They know what's up, I'm on my shit again They was all like, "One-hit wonder," mm, but they on my tip again (aha) I need more haters (I need more) How these niggas havin' all this motion but ain't got no paper? Yeah, who the bad bitch in the club with the ice I got a little, yeah, he a dub for the night (ah) He know I'm not shit, but I'm still his type, haha Uh, yeah, I'm paid, paid Locs to the wig, it's laid, laid No hand outs, I'm self-made Tryna make me mad by a downgrade Yeah, she cool, ain't poppin' enough She ain't a ten, she ain't rockin' with us She ain't like that, why they act so tough? Huh? Get like me? (Me?) Nah, you wish (uh-uh) You could never, ever, ever be that bitch (uh-uh, no) Get like me? (Ice) Nah, you wish (woo) You could never, ever, ever, ever, ever be that bitch (mm-mm) Hello, wait (wait), what we runnin' from? Hatin' hoes with Twitter fingers, are you dumb or something? Black girls up one, we ain't fazed or nothin' Your opinions don't mean shit, we be flushin' em I been triple A, all these broke hoes that I'm towin' on You can call me Marvin Gaye 'cause you know what's goin' on I keep my bag with me like I'm Badu and it's on and on Tight-lip bitch, never snitch, pussy confidant Get like me? (Me?) Nah, you wish (uh-uh) You could never, ever, ever be that bitch (no, no) Get like me? (Ice) Nah, you wish (woo) You could never, ever, ever, ever, ever be that bitch (mm-mm) I'm like, never, ever (ever), ever, ever, ever, ever (let's go) Ever be that bitch, you think I'm whack? Hoe, shut up You know I'm in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, ooh, pressure I got many hits, it'd take you ten years to catch up Hit the box, still rock on any block When you see my car parked, all eyes on me like Tupac On the charts, I just hopscotch, I got many bops Who wanna do versus with me? Thought not Get a camera, I'm sexy glamour Super thick, love handles Breasts sit up like antennas So juicy like a Tropicana Crisp flows, change the channel This a smash like a hammer I'm coming out like Diana Now who the boss, bitch? Flyana Get like me? (Me?) Nah, you wish (uh-uh) You could never, ever, ever be that bitch (no, no) Get like me? (Ice) Nah, you wish (woo) You could never, ever, ever, ever, ever be that bitch (mm-mm) You could never ever, ever, ever, ever (woo) Ever, ever, ever, ever (okay) Ever, ever, ever, ever be that bitch (woo) You could never ever, ever, ever, ever Ever, ever, ever, ever Ever, ever, ever, ever Get in my belly