Lyrics:
Missy Misdemeanor Elliott Miss E So Addictive

get krunk though? Well pop this CD in right here and take a hit of me [singing] My album is so, addic-hictive [Missy] My album is so addictive [*echoes

front of your son If you ain't got Missy and Meth want me to spit the hot shit for you? Nigga, write your check [Missy] When you come home from work

[Missy] See, I had to make a record that Give thanks to my Lord Savior in Jesus Christ A lot of people are quick to criticize me for the kind of music

- the games, ain't the same They ain't the same I've changed - the pressure wasn't greatener on the, other, siiiiide-ide-ide-ide [Missy + (Mo)] Aight

Timberland] Misdemeanor Ugh! [Missy] You don't wanna speak my name Mess around get that ass blown away Blaaah! Fool gone away I didn't even like your tail anyway Missy

(feat. Jay-Z) [Missy] Ooooooh, I don't want I don't need I can't stand no minute man I don't want no minute man Ooooooh, here's your chance be a man

get me, is some rings for my lil' pinkie Money will multiply, 'fore you run up inside Make me all weak and tired, mmhmmm.. [Chorus: Timbaland + Missy

the spreads Giving you.....head Then I'm gonna turn it out (hhaay) [Chorus] I'm the only one who keep you satisfied And though were not together I remember what you like So

gonna do? [Missy] When me come in the spot, dem wannn' jock Dem nasty boy lookin around, with big cocks Them girls be plottin on how to get the rocks So