4 My People Lyrics by Missy Elliott

4 My People Lyrics

    [Missy]
    Uhh, yo
    This is for my motherfucking club heads, you feel me?
    AAAAOOW!!

    [Missy]
    People, gangsters, and pimps and people
    Smokin that lethal reefer
    Up in the club wit speakers
    I had some base and tweeters
    DJ is jockin needle
    Sweat till I catch a fever
    Call me the illest diva
    Yo I'm on FIRE!!!!!
    People go head and drink up
    Get in the club get fucked up
    See me you got get lucked up
    Someone to touch your rubber
    Show me some love, strip off your clothes, and take off your socks

    [Missy]
    The party's jumpin, I see something fine
    Boy I wanna kiss you, but I'm just too shy
    Let me dance with you, let me wear you out
    Here's a glass of orange juice, let's go X it out
    The music's bangin, way down in my soul
    When you dance behind me, I lose all control
    Make me grind my hips, make me move my waist
    When the music comes on, you take my breath away

    HOOK:
    This is for my people, my party people
    This is for my people, my motherfucking people
    C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down
    C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down
    This is for my people, my party people
    This is for my people, my ecstasy people
    C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down
    C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down

    [Missy]
    I'm at the bar now, and I'm buying drinks
    And I got this feeling, and it's all over me
    I wanna dance with you, and lick your face
    Take me on the dance floor to feel some ecstasy
    The vibe is right now, and I'm bout to score
    Mr. DJ can you, play this joint once more
    Cuz I see the man I want, I want him right away
    I'm look him right in his face and say dance with me

    HOOK

    [Missy]
    Freak that, come here baby, grab me from the back
    Baby you the mack, and you know that
    Put the needle on the track skip that, flip that, bring the beat back
    Freak that, come here baby, grab me from the back
    Baby you the mack, and you know that
    Put the needle on the track, skip that, flip that, bring the beat back
    Uno... dos... tres...
    Uno... dos... tres...
    Uno... dos... tres...
    Uno... dos... tres...

    [Eve]
    Can't stand when a nigga fuckin up my plans
    All night liquored up while I'm tryin to dance
    Drunk, and his breath stink, freaky with his hands
    Cocky with his mouth please like he got a fan
    Can't stand when a bitch all in my side
    I don't even know her and she all up in my light
    Givin me the side eye like she wanna fight
    Philly known for boxing bitch better get it right
    Can't stand when a DJ fuckin up the song
    Know I'm tryin to shake my ass all night long
    Cuttin up the same shit all night long
    High 'fore I got there, now my shit is blown
    Can't stand when it aint jumpin like I want
    Cats that try to stop my fun, take away my blunt
    I don't give a fuck he aint gon' take away my fun
    See him when this shit is over, make a nigga run, uh

    HOOK

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