Lyrics

[Verse 1, Missy Elliott] When I rap, I'll be shaking 'em Every song that I write, DJ banging 'em So you say that I'm wack, but they playing 'em Got Ferraris and cribs, and y'all hated 'em Nothin' to say to them I outrated 'em, and my flow for sure outdated 'em Yes, you were number one, 'cause you paying them I'll be checking the scams you scam, goddamn (Who you foolin', man?) Inconspicuous, how I'm riding this beat is ridiculous Me and Timothy, y'all can't get rid of us I got aspirin for when y'all get sick of us, down your esophagus Y'all ain't stoppin' me, y'all just watchin' me like I'm pornography Y'all say y'all ain't mad, but y'all just gotta be 'Cause the dough that you spend is Monopoly Fake spender [Chorus, Thelma Oliver and Helen Gallagher] Hey, big spender Spend a little time with me [Verse 2, Missy Elliott] Life is fiction, I got a bad curse, an addiction (F you!) 'Scuse my diction, if you screwin' my man, I got big guns I got good cents, now reach in your pockets, it's full of lint That's why y'all don't like me, it's evident 'Cause the rumors you're spreading irrelevant (Tricks) See my third eye, you can't knock the game even if you try You sleepin' on me is a rock-a-bye Split attitude, like they Gemini, player, give me my With the five mics, 'cause spendin' my money is my right Knuckle up mothasuckers, it's my time 'Cause I've been in this game, you just in your prime Big spender [Chorus, Thelma Oliver and Helen Gallagher] Hey, big spender Spend a little time with me [Verse 3, Missy Elliott] Beat's contagious My flow come in all kind of flavors Y'all haters just mad we ain't neighbors 'Cause my fans scream like they in labor I don't know y'all, I've been rocking these shows before y'all And I'm hotter than hot, I take no calls If you think this is hot, then go wack off To my real fans, who support me and play me in caravans To every woman and every man No disrespect, but, I'm just chillin' man This is open mic, you know Missy always got to keep it tight You know that I knows what y'all all like Fake thugs with no dough, you ain't livin' right Fake spender [Chorus, Thelma Oliver and Helen Gallagher] Hey, big spender Spend a little time with me