Elliott Missy Misdemeanor Feat Juvenile Bg You Can`t Resist Lyrics

You Can`t Resist Lyrics

B.G.]



Uh, what's happenin'? (What)



Uptown, New Orleans in this bitch with VA, you understand?



With this hot girl, Missy



Fuckin' with these uptown gorillas, you dig?



If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense



Do your thing girl







[Missy]



Y'all don't wanna gimme my props?



I'mma have to lick two shots on my glock



Pop-pop the enemy 'till he drop



Make his whole body go hibbie-to-the-hop



Well I won't stop 'till I get up to the top



Gotta blow any other state off the block



And I got a whole lotta chedda in my pock's



You better gimmie giimme five mics, gimme props



Say you sick of my clique and my shit



'Cause I got a whole lotta hits and no tricks



Just a bass line, few snares, few kicks



Make the whole industry wanna go and bit



I say you sit, we sit, I sit



While I go shit on a mix like this



Say you spit, I spit, we spit



But you can't fuck with a nigga like this



Check me out







1 - Ain't no nutts, but ya can't resist



If you come hard, better come legit



We gon' talk shit 'cause we confident



If you think not, then you bound to sit



Ain't no nutts, but ya can't resist



If you come hard, better come legit



We gon' talk shit 'cause we confident



We gon' show you so you best believe it







[Missy]



Y'all don't wanna put me on front



On the front page, all the shit I don' done?



Now you wanna fuck around and grade my shit?



Let's talk about the million niggas who bit







It's only one Timothy from the V.



And the whole industry goin' beep-beep



Now I gotta go change up my beats



So another nigga won't duplicate me







Yeah I got styles, got shows, videos



And my shows, it grows, it grows



And I sing, I flow, I blows



And I know y'all niggas know



When I come swift with the one-two kick



If ya got a blunt, got a light, got it lit



Yeah, don't stop, won't stop, won't quit



And I made 1.6 admit, check me out







Repeat 1







[B.G.]



I'm that nigga that tote them AK's



B.G. is what they call me



I be in them project hallways



Beef with me, you gon' be sorry



Me and my niggas'll shut yo' block down



We got K's so, put them glocks down



You scared to come outside



Them Hot Boys got you on lock-down



This nigga here from CMB



Roll with a clique about 20 deep



Cause I made a mill', it don't mean



I ain't gonna keep it real with my peeps



All I have is thugs in my clique



All my nigga's, they come off the street



Now all of a sudden hoe's on my dick



Cause I'm on BET and MTV







[Juvenile]



It ain't no secret, this nigga be project



Getting paid, that's what's my object



Ain't none of you nigga's gon' stop this



Cause I'm 'bout makin' a profit



I'm all about getting it locked, dog



Don't wanna be on the block, yo



Cause bitches be makin' them tye calls



While I be makin' drop offs



Mannie Fresh, he hooked me up too



To the playa hater's I say, fuck you



You needs to worry 'bout you



Instead of what to not do



Juvenile don' hooked up with Missy



Bitches gon' hate me, bitches gon' dis me



Alota you nigga's gon' miss me



I'mma be here, you gon' be history







Repeat 1







Repeat 1







[Missy]



If you come hard, better come legit



(Say what? Oh, ah huh)



If you come hard, better come legit



(Oh, uh)



We gon' show you, so you best believe







[Timbaland]



What, uh



What, what



What, what



What, what



What, what



Um hmm, Hot boys



It's all gravy



Missy



Timbaland



We out



Gimme that



Gimme that



Oh, gimme that



Gimme that



Gimme that, gimme that



Gimme that



gimme that, gimme that



Oh, yeah