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Yeah, Yeah! Check it Yeah! Now I'm in the 9th inning Thought I fell off, I ain't quite finished Yeah, I'm 'bout to put my foot in it Talk wit' it, walk wit' it, I'm no gimmick (Yeah!) Twenty twelve, there be no games Real rap, real bars, I'm not playin' Haters y'all lame, you a Missy fan I'm a beast in the booth, I'm just sayin' (Yeah!) I make 'em wanna get low Duck wit' it, buck wit' it, let's go Every time I spit a rhyme, it's a sick flow You newcomers better sit back and take notes (Yeah!) This here my time Here I come, better run, take what's mine 'Bout to let off like a Tec 9 (Brat!) This rhyme gon' make 'em push rewind (Yeah!) Yeah, I'm so hot Up on the charts, number one spot See me when I drop and I won't flop Missy never stop, got the music game on lock (Yeah!) Wanna get served? You third, you second, but I come first Flip my verse like I flip birds Letras de cancionesI'm fiya! Yes sir We hit makin', hit breakin' Party shakin', innovator Groundbreakin', sole creator We be the most anticipated Hit makin', hit breakin' Party shakin', innovator Groundbreakin', sole creator We be the most anticipated Hey yo, Timbaland! They thought it was over! We on that next shit! They're back! What! Now I'm in the 9th inning Niggas think I fail when I'm still winnin' So I been gone for a hot minute I love this shit, that's why I got a gift in it (Yeah!) Fuck nigga, get fly Nigga can't talk wit' a gun in the mouth Niggas bitch up, bet they run in the house I can smell bullshit when they walk by (Yeah!) Heard that old saying, yo Never ever cross a one day, give ya most Never ever act funny for the white folks I'm a big fisherman when you a tadpole (Yeah!) or like Lady Ga' (Gaga) Why you let a nigga do ya whole album? Where you think that fake producer got ya style from? Come fuck witta nigga, watch the outcome (Yeah!) Ain't no real artists Whack talent get in real starvin All you hear in music is the chorus Well that's okay, Timmy back in the story We hit makin', hit breakin' Party shakin', innovator Groundbreakin', sole creator We be the most anticipated Hit makin', hit breakin' Party shakin', innovator Groundbreakin', sole creator We be the most anticipated Down to the 9th inning I'm the real deal, y'all pretendin' Years later, my songs still spinnin' I do record deals no less than ten milli' (Yeah!) My hits be yay long My songs go on like a marathon Get ghost, get gone, you a dum-dum Better 'round here, come on biters like a python (Yeah!) Wanna act fly? Wanna act like you better than the M-I Shakin' 'em, bakin' 'em all like a bean pie Takin' 'em, burnin' 'em down like I'm Left Eye (Yeah!) Futuristic Y'all can pack it up, I done ripped it When you say my name, call me Miss Bitch I make the next chick run to the exit (Yeah!) Yeah, yeah I got a sick sense I'm makin' this a movie like a Netflix I'm on the guest list, on the check list I'm the fliest chick, now tell me who the best is! (Yeah!) Elliott be the name Elliott back in the game Elliott hit it wit' a bang Bring the hook back in, Timbaland We hit makin', hit breakin' Party shakin', innovator Groundbreakin', sole creator We be the most anticipated Hit makin', hit breakin' Party shakin', innovator Groundbreakin', sole creator We be the most anticipated And if you want a hit? Maybe we'll return ya call Don't call collect (You have a collect call from) From Letras Mania