4 MY PEOPLE: missy elliot featuring eve

Uhh, yo This is for my motherfucking club heads, you feel me? AAAAOOW!! People, gangstas, and pimps and people Smokin that deeper reefer Up in the club wit 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 want to 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 for my people, my party people This is for my people, my motherfucking people see'mon, see'mon, get down, get, get on down see'mon, see'mon, get down, get, get on down This is for my people, my party people This is for my people, my ecstasy people see'mon, see'mon, get down, get on down see'mon, see'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 want to 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 'Cause 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 for my people, my party people This is for my people, my motherfucking people see'mon, see'mon, get down, get, get on down see'mon, see'mon, get down, get, get on down This is for my people, my party people This is for my people, my ecstasy people see'mon, see'mon, get down, get on down see'mon, see'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 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 want to 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 for my people, my party people This is for my people, my motherfucking people see'mon, see'mon, get down, get, get on down see'mon, see'mon, get down, get, get on down This is for my people, my party people This is for my people, my ecstasy people see'mon, see'mon, get down, get on down see'mon, see'mon, get down, get, get on down

Written by Melissa A. Elliott, Eve Jeffers, Dante Nolan, Nisan Stewart • Copyright © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group