Slap! Slap! Slap!
[Missy]

Me and my clique

Run thur the gutter breakin down shutter

As the beat goes, dun dun dun duna

Ain't nothing better than these favorite buttas

It's like freakin wit your lova tryin bust his rubba

Have him have him undercover like he thought he never

How the hell a bitch like me become so celva

Yall wack MC's , yall never never

Talkin hard as a cock but is light as a feather

Yall suspect hoe's yall suspect hoe's

Takin off your clothe yall reject hoe's

Fell the rhythm, I'm bout to kill em



[Missy Timbaland]

Slap!Slap!Slap!

Right across your melon, easy

(Nigga,Slap!Slap!

Right across your melon, easy)



[Missy]

Yall lil'

Tryin act bigga don't yall get the picture

Every freakin year I come wit something sicka

Fan's takin flick's wanna get my picture

Freak's only speak "Do you know Jigga?"

Strange muthafucka's wanna be my nigga

Turn your man to a ass-licker

Cheatin ass men means, cheatin as men

Time to stop gamin and stay the fuck in

Fell the rhythm, I'm bout to kill em



[Missy Timbaland]

Slap!Slap!Slap!

Right across your melon, pronto

(I said,Slap!Slap!Slap!

Right across your melon, pronto)



[Da Brat]

You don't wanna get smacked right quick

Wit a upper cut like this

I don't give a fuck if you don't like this

Still get paid to bust the right shit

Still get paid to hope on the dick

I'm a prostitute, I gotta a lot of loot

But if you knock the boots,but at lease cop the coup

What I'm post to do, starve for you

This ain't ??, I can't crawl for you

That's impossible

I make the rule

I pay the dues

I wear the pants

Bought the shoes, they P