Missy Elliot Joy Lyrics:
[Elliott] Joyyyyyyyyyyyyyy [scratch] Oh-oh,
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh [Elliott] Joyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
[Speak´n´Spell - vowel sounds]
[Elliott] Joyyyyyyyyyyyyyy [scratch] Oh-oh,
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh - so sick! [Elliott]
Joyyyyyyyyyyyyyy [scratch] Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh,
oh-oh-oh [Speak´n´Spell - vowel
sounds]

[Missy] Timbo, what they do They try to be like
Missy but they have no clue On how I´m
spittin over beats the way I move I move so smooth
in my shell toe shoes Now put the needle on the
record, show´n´prove Since ninety-two
I came to win and never lose They try to stop a
chubby chick from comin through My belly out and
sellin out these venues My skills, will fulfill,
those who drink booze My attitude is super cool
like I´m subdued And those who fake I take
on you and your dudes I rule the streets I break
´em down with no tools And Misdemeanor give
the finger to y´all fools (HOLLA!) Whoever
doubted that I´m ´bout it check the
news And if you snooze on me this year your ass
will lose Cause I will bruise, my loose screws is
like ooh When I come out get your release dates
moved

[Chorus: Missy] This year y´all gon´
all lose sleep I break ´em off somethin,
break ´em off somethin [scratched] This year
y´all gon´ all lose sleep This year
y´all gon´ all lose sleep, when I
break ´em off somethin, break ´em off
somethin (BIG SHOUT OUT TO TIMBERLAND) This year
you hear a real MC, when I [slowed up] break break
b-b-break break break...

[Missy] I flow over a beat that make a chick
weave blow And those who try to compete to the
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wall I throw So I drop it low, 808 kick low Like
oh oh-oh oh, oh oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Mr. Mos´,
this beat he compose While I kill the track, leave
your ears decomposed Fake rappers, this year your
lies will be exposed Like oh oh-oh oh, oh Missy
steal the show-ow-ow Spit on breakbeats, make
rappers lose sleep Make labels unable drop they
artists on leak I keep ´em knee deep, need
me, be me Hardly, and basically, I do it nice and
slow-ow-ow

[slowed] I´m slowin, the track down, so you
don´t miss the shit that Misdemeanor talkin
like that chronic get you super high

[Chorus: Missy + (Mike Jones)] This year
y´all gon´ all lose sleep I break
´em off somethin, break ´em off
somethin This year you hear a real MC [scratch]
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh This year y´all
gon´ all lose sleep, when I (MIKE JONES!
WHO?) break ´em off somethin, break
´em off somethin (MIKE JONES! WHO? MIKE
JONES!) This year you hear a real MC (GEYEAH!)
Break ´em off somethin, break ´em off
somethin

[Mike Jones] See I´m a pimp that´s on
my grind, I hustle like all the time I speak
what´s on my mind, my teeth´ll make
you blind My heat´ll lay you down, whenever
you come around Forsaken out there mistreated your
life´ll be deleted Cause I don´t play
dat, you know I don´t play dat Wherever you
talkin noise is where you gon´ lay at
I´m "Supa Dupa Fly" like Missy
Missy Before the fame majors used to diss me But
now I´m on top, I´m hot I can´t
stop Before my deal came my shows was sold out
House been on the hill, diamonds been in my grill
I´m trill like U.G.K., you know I keep it
real I´m who, Mike Jones, WHO? Mike Jones
WHO? Mike Jones and I can´t be cloned 2-8-1,
3-3-oh, 8-zero-zero-fo´ That´s my cell
phone number, hit me on the low I got

[Missy] Hold up, I see a lot of folks in here
sittin ´round like your shoes too tight If
you wear a size 10, don´t cram yo´
shit up in a size 6 ladies Be proud of yo´
big-ass feet We came to party up in this bitch
Lyrics: Joy, Missy Elliot [end]