Lyrics

[Intro: Missy Elliott & Nelly] Hey, yo, Nelly This is fire What you talkin' 'bout, girl? Let's make it hot for the clubs Missy Woo This is fire This is fire This is fire [Verse 1: Missy Elliott] Down South girls got them real big butts Real big butts, make your man wanna look (Uh) Back it up, flip it up, skinny girls, ugh Love my gut, so fuck a tummy tuck (Oh, yeah?) Yeah, I shakes my butt I shakes my gut like, "Yeah, bitch, what?" Yeah, I likes it rough Tough, ask your man how I'm good in handcuffs Me and Nelly came to rock the club Pack the place, don't push or shove After the club, straight to the crib I'll let you know if the sex was good [Chorus: Missy Elliott & Timbaland] Pump it up (Show me love, chick) Yeah, pump it up (Let me see what you working with) Come on, pump it up (Let me see those big-ass hips) Yeah, yeah, pump it up (Go 'head, pump it up, oh) This is how me and Nelly pump it up (Oh, show me love, chick) Oh, pump it up (Let me see what you working with) Oh, pump it up (Let me see those big-ass hips) Yeah, pump it up (Go 'head, pump it up, oh) Come on [Verse 2: Missy Elliott] Down South players, we got that fire, man Get up on my booty, tooty-fruity on the rooty I'm a thick chick, skinny girls act snooty No matter what your size, my big thighs'll do my duty Look at the way my rump shake like a movie (Say what?) See my tight jeans and the coochie Spend a little loochie, gotta work for the booty (Yup) Me and Nelly hot on the track (Track) Nelly, can't no one ever top that (Top that) Niggas, we came to rock the club (Come on) Yeah, DJs better pump it up And motherfuckers need to back it up 'Cause we gon' tear the roof off the club [Chorus: Missy Elliott & Timbaland] Pump it up (Show me love, chick) Yeah, pump it up (Let me see what you working with) Come on, pump it up (Let me see those big-ass hips) Yeah, yeah, pump it up (Go 'head, pump it up, oh) This is how me and Nelly pump it up (Oh, show me love, chick) Oh, pump it up (Let me see what you working with) Oh, pump it up (Let me see those big-ass hips) Yeah, pump it up (Go 'head, pump it up, oh) Come on [Interlude: Missy Elliot] You know, down South chicks got big asses And we a little heavy sometime But when you're from the South, we don't call that fat, we call that big-boned For sure [Verse 3: Nelly & Missy Elliot] Yeah, ma, I heard you like the magic stick Me, I got the gadget stick, it's like, "Go, go, gadget dick" You know, make you climb the walls and shit I make her wanna press pause and shit Woah, walk up in the party, girls swingin' they panties They was doing that before I had them Grammys I get a little freaky when I'm in Miami I may act a little fresh, but I still got manners It's Nelly, felony, and Missy Misdemeanor Both going down, there's just too many heaters Check the records, we got records that broke records in record time And I ain't talkin' about the records they buyin' Lyin', can a nigga keep up with me? You see, I'm still standin VI, stackin' the ride with me You struggle to recoup, I struggle on which coupe to ride in See how we be stylin'? [Chorus: Missy Elliott & Timbaland] Pump it up (Show me love, chick) Yeah, pump it up (Let me see what you working with) Come on, pump it up (Let me see those big-ass hips) Yeah, yeah, pump it up (Go 'head, pump it up, oh) This is how me and Nelly pump it up (Oh, show me love, chick) Oh, pump it up (Let me see what you working with) Oh, pump it up (Let me see those big-ass hips) Yeah, pump it up (Go 'head, pump it up, oh) Come on [Outro: Missy Elliott] This is fire This is fire This is fire