On & On

Lyrics

[Intro: Pharrell] Beware Haha You're now listening to the sounds Of Misdemeanor Turn everything up All levels All my fuckin' levels Turn that shit the fuck up What? What? What? Is that a two-track? [Verse 1: Missy] Missy be the name and y'all should already know I been around as long as Scarface sold coke Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yo, she ya Let me grab the microphone and I'ma take it away Every time I spit, I blow one or two speakers Top model diva but my name not Eva Yeah, I bring fever, rockin' classic Adidas I'm straight off the heater rippin' needles off the meter Here I go, flip my flow Back it up then I drop it low It's a must 'cause I'm dangerous I'll be a hassle on the busta, call me angel dust I talk shit di—, didn't stutter, stutter 2005 MC's in trouble You run for cover, hide under your covers 'Cause you gon' need more protection than a magnum rubber [Chorus: Pharrell] Ah, ah, on Ah, ah, on Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah Ah, ah, you get Ah, ah, on Ah, ah, on Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah Ah, ah, on Ah, ah, on Ah, ah, on Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah Ah, ah, you get Ah, ah, on Ah, ah, on Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah Ah, ah, on [Verse 2] Missy finna spit shit simply raw Misdemeanor always make MC's feel small Stick you on the table with a plastic cup Say grace, then eat ya ass up Y'all just rookies, virgins, and nookies Not my competition, you skip or play hookie Ain't nobody here that can tear the track up And naw, I ain't done rappin', so shut the hell up Keep it simple every time I flow If you step to me, I shall throw blows Raise up like I's break nose I ain't about talkin', I'll lay 'em down slow And for sure y'all know Misdemeanor got 'em by the neck hit 'em low Ice cold heart like zero below If you wanna battle me then playa say so [Chorus: Pharrell] Ah, ah, on Ah, ah, on Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah Ah, ah, you get Ah, ah, on Ah, ah, on Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah Ah, ah, on [Verse 3] Let me tell you what I'm all about About spittin' hot rhymes on out Yeah, Pharrell did the beat, oh yes And the way he put it down, he make it sound so (Fresh) I be the best, don't second guess When it comes to other rappers, boy get flexed When I say I'm tight as wife beaters Missy 'bout to teach you how to follow the leader Hit the club in a blue two-seater Lookin' like I'm finna cock a nine millimeter Get out with my high heel cuffs Twistin' my ass 'cause I know what guys want Lickin' my lips like I'm takin' him home Teasin' and teasin', I'm fakin' the funk Shakin' my nookie like I wanna bone Bend over slow then I tell him I'm gone [Chorus: Pharrell] Ah, ah, on Ah, ah, on Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah Ah, ah, you get Ah, ah, on Ah, ah, on Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah Ah, ah, on