Wethuggedout N.O.R.E. (Ft. Missy Elliott)

[Intro: Missy Elliott & Noreaga]
You know what (Use real words, we got Missy with us too today)
I think a lot of y'all got it all wrong know what I'm sayin' (The Millenium)
Noreaga, huh, N-O-R-E, Swizz Beatz
But you know what
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a bitch
Bounce your car to this
Bounce your car to this (Bounce your car to this)
Bounce your car to this (Bounce your car to this)
Bounce your car to this (Bounce your car to this)
Bounce your car to this (Bounce your car to this)
Bounce your car to this (Bounce your car to this)
Bounce your car to this (Bounce your car to this)
Bounce your car to this (Bounce your car to this)

[Verse 1: Noreaga]
Y'all can catch me in Wu in the coupe or the boogie would do
Hittin' up Army and Navy, camouflage guards too
Yeah, we them cats that tear up thugs
And we them thugs that beat up thugs
And my Cris Rosé, you tell, I won't say
I just smack cats, yo, God, I won't play
Turn your radio on, you hear Nore all day
I let the dawgs do skid, just give me the okay
First it was Wallabees, yo, and then came Ballys
Then it was Tahoes, now the shit is the 'Nalis
I'm N-O-R-E, what, I'm not a sky cat
So therefore, you put your own shit in the back
N-O, you see me style out, you see me foul out
You said my album took long like I wild out
And to my dawgs with new whips that's fakin'
Them cats who don't pay no tax like Kirk Franklin
In LA, I'm rimmed up and all datin'