Missy Elliott This Is For My People Lyrics

This Is For My People Lyrics

Uh, yo

This is for my motherfucking club heads, you feel me?



People, gangsters, and pimps and people

Smokin' that lethal reefer up in the club with speakers

I had some base and tweeters DJ is jockin' needle

Sweat till I catch a fever call me the illest diva



Yo I'm on fire, people go head and drink up

Get in the club get fucked up, see me you got get lucked up

Someone to touch your rubber

Show me some love, strip off your clothes, and take off your socks



The party's jumpin', I see something fine

Boy I wanna kiss you, but I'm just too shy

Let me dance with you, let me wear you out

Here's a glass of orange juice, let's go X it out



The music's bangin', way down in my soul

When you dance behind me, I lose all control

Make me grind my hips, make me move my waist

When the music comes on, you take my breath away



This is 4 my people, my party people

This is 4 my people, my motherfucking people

C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down

C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down



This is 4 my people, my party people

This is 4 my people, my ecstasy people

C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down

C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down



I'm at the bar now, and I'm buying drinks

And I got this feeling, and it's all over me

I wanna dance with you, and lick your face

Take me on the dance floor to feel some ecstasy



The vibe is right now, and I'm 'bout to score

Mr. DJ can you, play this joint once more

'Cuz I see the man I want, I want him right away

I'm look him right in his face and say dance with me



This is 4 my people, my party people

And this is 4 my people, my motherfucking people

C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down

C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down, get on down



This is 4 my people, my party people

This is 4 my people, my ecstasy people

C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down

C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down



Freak that, come here baby, grab me from the back

Baby you the mack, and you know that

Put the needle on the track skip that, flip that, bring the beat back



Oh freak that, come here baby, grab me from the back

Baby you the mack, and you know that

Put the needle on the track, skip that, flip that, bring the beat back



Uno dos tres

Uno dos tres

Uno dos tres

Uno dos tres



Can't stand when a nigga fuckin' up my plans

All night liquored up while I'm tryin' to dance

Drunk, and his breath stink, freaky with his hands

Cocky with his mouth please like he got a fan



Can't stand when a bitch all in my side

I don't even know her and she all up in my light

Givin' me the side eye like she wanna fight

Philly known for boxing bitch better get it right



Can't stand when a DJ fuckin' up the song

Know I'm tryin' to shake my ass all night long

Cuttin' up the same shit all night long

High 'fore I got there, now my shit is blown



Can't stand when it ain't jumpin' like I want

Cats that try to stop my fun, take away my blunt

I don't give a fuck he ain't gon' take away my fun

See him when this shit is over, make a nigga run, uh



This is 4 my people, my party people

And this is 4 my people, my motherfucking people

C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down

C'mon, c'mon, get down, going down



This is 4 my people, my party people

This is 4 my people, my ecstasy people

C'mon, c'mon, going down

C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down