Missy `misdemeanor` Elliott All N My Grill(feat Big Boi (outkast) Nicole Lyrics

All N My Grill(feat Big Boi (outkast) Nicole Lyrics

Uh, hit me

 

 [Missy]

 Don't explain, you never change

 Same old thing, same old game

 Say ya want to be wit' me

 But show me my ring

 Baby, let me think

 I been in the cold

 The story untold, about to unfold

 How do you expect me

 To ever believe you want be wit' me

 

 [Missy (Nicole)]

 Why you all in my grill (Why you all in)

 Can you pay my bills (Can you pay my bills)

 Let me know if you will (Let me know, know)

 Cuz a chick gotta live (A chick like me, I got to live)

 

 [Missy]

 Talk is talk, and talk is cheap

 Tell it to her, don't say it to me

 Cuz I know I'm in control

 See Trix are for kids, and boo I'm too old

 Go 'head, with your games

 Don't ever come back to me again

 Where you go, remember me

 I'm the best thing in history

 

 [Missy (Nicole)]

 Why you all in my grill (Why, why, why)

 Can you pay my bills (Can you pay my bills)

 Let me know if you will (Let me know boy, boy)

 Cuz a chick gotta live (A chick got to live, ooh yeah)

 

 [Missy (Nicole)]

 Third time (Third time)

 I moved you in, took you back

 In my life (I was a fool)

 I don't know what's wrong with me

 Third time (Third time)

 I moved you in, took you back in my life (oh yeah, yeah)

 

 [Missy (Nicole)]

 Why you all in my grill (All in my grill)

 Can you pay my bills (Can you pay my bills, yeah)

 Let me know if you will (Let me know if you will)

 Cuz a chick gotta live (oh, yeah)

 

 Why you all in my grill 

 Can you pay my bills (Ooh, pay my bills)

 Let me know if you will (Let me know, let me know baby, baby)

 Cuz a chick gotta live (A chick like me, I got to live)

 

 [Missy]

 If you want me, where's my dough?

 Give me money, buy me clothes

 No need for talking, have my dough

 Where's my money? Where's my clothes?

 

 If you want me, where's my dough?

 Give me money, buy me clothes

 No need for talking, have my dough? 

 Where's my money? Where's my clothes?

 

 [Big Boi]

 Aight, uh

 Why you all in my grill?

 I'm thinkin' it's time to chill

 Yeah, but you on a drill, though

 I couldn't even step out the baby blue Bonneville

 Cuz you be tryin' to kill my hoe, my girlfriend

 And people around me is tellin' me that you's a stalker

 Like Darth Vader takes a Skywalker

 I told you I was the street talker

 It ain't my fault you dirty your Victoria's Secret's

 And your Frederick's

 You wanted the Waldorf Astoria

 But instead I took you to Cedrick's, to entertain you

 To give you to the "G", and never claim you

 Me and Missy, we get it straight pissin'

 Oh yeah, we puffin' on one of them thangs too

 You blamin' who? You namin' who?

 I know you ain't bringin' that lame crew

 Big Boi, they the phat sacks

 She pretty D, all they same, boo

 But I'm backed by the Dungeon Family

 So you can go 'head wit' all that stabbin' me

 Cuz I will jab thee, and slam thee

 And Bobby Boochet yo' ass, G 

 Yeah, yeah