Let It Bump - Missy Elliott

radio play me all the time, write my own rhymes, and i swear i’m fine,

this flow here from '83, from A to Z you can’t fuck wit me,

me and Timbaland man, i’ll be damned,

remember when Lite was in love wit Sam?

(i used to be in love with guy named Sam, but to me, oh mah god)

she was one in a million,

i came through cuz i rock the show, whack MC’s get kicked in the throat,

keep on sleepin cuz ya think ima joke,

mm, mmm, uhh, let it bump

i’m missy, (let it bump)

i’m missy, (let it bump)

i’m missy… i’m missy on the microphone,

i’m missy, (let it bump)

i’m missy, (let it bump)

i’m missy… i’m missy on the microphone…

i’m missy on the microphone, i’m stupid fresh, that’s the shit i’m on,

sucka MC’s come new in the game, swear ya hip-hop, ya jus New Jack swing,

remember when Shante was live on stage?

(Shante was live on stage)

let me back that shit up, for yall no hip-hoppers

i’m missy on the microphone, i’m stupid fresh, that’s the shit i’m on,

sucka MC’s come new in the game,

swear ya hip-hop, but don’t know Daddy Kane,

this time Missy ride crazy though, haters wanna know my antidote,

try to catch up cuz ya mind is slow,

uh, uhh, uhh, let it bump…

(repeat chorus)

me and Timbaland… me and Timbaland, man, i’ll be damned…

(Timbaland)

me and Missy come fresh on tracks, 5 hours deep can ya handle that?

we came from basement to platinum plaques,

we sittin on somethin that’s black-on-black,

Jimmy D, he’s the engineer, that nigga been down for about 10 years,

mixin that stuff that make ya sound so clear,

mm, mmm, mmm, let it bump

(repeat chorus)