Missy Elliott — Dangerous Mouths

[Intro: Missy Elliott] Uhh, 3000 baby Uh huh Ooh, raunchy, raunchy [Verse 1: Redman] Good riddance, to niggas and bitches bullshittin' I house MC's like baths and full kitchens, ready or not Doc, hood lynchin', icy flows I write with wool mittens It's two, not one Missy dot dot com Come once in the blue like free hot lunch So once it's on, turn it up, chickens flockin' in Shoppin' at birds are us, murderous Don't blame me, blame the music I write with napalms in my hands Flame the fuses, like ca psss, off you go I'm nice battin', I practice when the park is closed I'm that man who squats out of jeeps and vans Jump to roof to roof on the TV cam Fuck a model, I go out with the cheapest tramps Pussy have me trippin' like Kima, Keisha and Pam I remain cool like, like open house on a school night Animal House gettin' thrown out for food fights PPP strictly don't give a fuck And Brick City niggas strictly don't give a fuck [Verse 2: Missy Elliott] Let me intervene, come between, like dick through your jeans Hang down to your knees, it's mwa the Don-Wan Carry on, D.A.N. to the danger Y'all MC's in a whole lot of danger Change up all your rhymes you need beats My beats you see completely unique, forgive thee See its the shots of Henessey that's in me Reggie Noble through after me [Verse 3: Redman (& Missy Elliott)] It takes two to tango, and two to fuck I done fucked in Range Rovers to Isuzu trucks Used to move weight, now you makin' moves to duck Built solid without bolts, screws and nuts Pussy tight, Jiffy Lube it up Doc came up, hoes use to hang up Now my arm close hang em My crew is deeper than Karl Kani pockets We don't buy bullets, we ask what size rockets, for the occasion One shot will have you ravin', like Symone when the four four is blown Two minutes later I'll make it hotter Snap you from the vine to my medulla oblongata (So what you wanna do, what you wanna do?) [Bridge: Redman] Yo, I got the chickens, the brews Take X and mushrooms Def Squad in the house bitch, drop your drawers Tell your boyfriend to ease up, and park his car [Verse 4: Missy Elliott] I'm from the south, you better watch your mouth It's the M-I, the S-I, if you try, then you die I don't take no mercy on you suckers so Would you still be in love, baby, if I cut your throat, cut the jokes? I ain't got no love for yo No friends with those, who imitate me ya bold My style I own, I'mma have to steal your flow, you know me Joe I gotta say no more, BITCH! [Outro: Missy Elliott] Thats right nigga, hehe It's Misdemeanor here, Redman, Timbaland uhh Muthafucka! 3 triple zero uh huh The Matrix baby Uhh, I'm out