Hehe, nigga I'm nasty Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it No (no, no) I was looking for affection, so I decided to go Swing that dick in my direction, I'll be out of control Let's take it to perfection, just you and me Let's see if you can bring-bring-bring the nasty out of me N-n-n-now sock it Ooh-ahh, sock it to me like you want to, ooh (oh) I can take it like a pro, you know (know) Do a long-throw, with the backstroke (hey) My hormones jumpin' like a disco (hey) I be poppin' mess like some Crisco All you gotta say is Missy, go And when you say Go, I won't move slow (slow) I'm at ya house around midnight (midnight), don't fall asleep It'll just be me-me-me on a late-night creep I'ma show you thangs that ya can't believe Jump in this B.E.D., and won't ya sock it to me? Oh, no, s-sock it to me Ooh-ahh, sock it to me like you want to, ooh (sock it to me) I can take it like a pro, you know Do a long throw, with the backstroke (hey) My hormones jumpin' like a disco (hey) I be poppin' mess like some Crisco (heeeey) And all you gotta say is Missy, go (oh) And when you say Go, I won't move slow (slow) Ooh ahh, sock it to me like you want to, ooh I can take it like a pro, you know Do it long bro with the back stroke My hormones jumping like a disco I be poppin' dish like some Crisco And all you gotta say is Missy, go And when you say Go, I won't move slow (Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Sock it to me Ooh ahh, sock it to me like you want to, ooh (ooh) I can take it like a pro, you know (you know) Do it long bro with the back stroke My hormones jumping like a disco (hey) I be popping mess like some Crisco (hey) And all you gotta say is Missy go (heeeey) And when you say go I won't move slow Uh Why Missy be sockin' it to niggas like Ree-Ree? The baddest industry bitches of the century Hit hard, like penitentiary dick Finally admitted that we the shit, combination is lethal Poppin' Patron with Missy in the 600 with no see-through Suffer the repercussions fuckin' with shit like this We parlay puffin' Constantly makin' niggas suffer the consequences Gotta get these ends, bitch! House in the Chi with a Caddy, crib in Atlanta with a Benz Niggas been huffin’ and puffin’ but ain't tried shit Got plenty mothafuckas that'll ride quick Besides, kid wanna bust? Trigger-finger itch when you fuckin’ with me Jealous, because I live more plush Me and Missy leave a nigga with a head rush Bring the ruckus, plus I'm tellin' 'em, push. And pickin' up profits For what I'm sellin’, never gon' stop it Sockin’ it to niggas and rockin’ it Droppin' 'em on the spot Heat up any block or record shop Knockin’ you off of your socks Guaranteed platinum, now watch two of the coldest bitches get hot (I be the B.R.A.T.., huh' be Missy) (We some bad bitches who be fuckin' it up) (I be the B.R.A.T., huh' be Missy) (We some bad bitches who be fuckin' it up) I'm yo' nigga for life, baby! Haha Let's continue to drive all these mothafuckas crazy You know what I'm saying’? Yeah, Timbaland, I see you, baby I feel you, sock it to 'em, goddammit! It's '9-7, this the mothafuckin' bitch era! What y'all niggas wanna do? Da Brat-tat-tat on that ass, once more I'm out the do' mothafucka', yeah, uh