Beat biters

[Missy] She's ah......uh uh....bitch Yo...I'ma tell yall straight up and down It's like this for real, it's goin' down like this foreal She's ah....bitch (tell 'em) I'm sick of yall fake Timbaland beat bitin', you know what I'm sayin' I'ma bring it to yall like this By all means necessary You might catch me somewhere stickin' yo baby daddy They say oh "Missy you wack" but yall not ready Cuz I come back like a smack You hear my gats in yo back (blat-blat-blat) Huh, like spaghetti Half of yall MCs be stinkin' like boobetti So your record label cut you off like confetti They you wanna call Missy and beg me, (who) ooh beg me beg me Dag I'm very scary Burn a whole club down like I was Carrie Give a boy French kiss, he wanna marry See yall jealous tricks, yall cannot stand me Ooh, that's fine and dandy Hey daddy-daddy Why these chickenheads, ooh they be so petty Hey nah nah nah, you best not test me I keep tellin' you nah you never ready Nah you never ready