
I Like Control DJ Clue (Ft. Lady Wray, Missy Elliott & Mocha)
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[Intro: DJ Clue]
New Missy
Featuring Mocha
Nicole
D-J-Clue
[Verse 1: Mocha]
What hot, we droppin'
What not, we stoppin'
Ya'll rock toppin', we bottle poppin'
Ya'll block watchin', we watch coppin'
Ya'll car hoppin', cause now we got it locked and
We dedicate for ya'll feather weight
You better skate cause we never late
Gon' replicate then bet I set it straight
But you can't bet what you never make
I'm the same cat from the same tracks
That hadda bring crack when you played that
When I spit move way back, you get sprayed at
I write my own shit bitch, can you say that?
[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
Alot of ya'll MC's talk mo' shit
Talkin' bout hits and all the whips you dip
I know most of ya'll rappers live dead broke
I go to your accountant and he say, "No dough"
Rappin' 'bout the weed and you can't even roll
If I blow you a gun nigga, can you smoke?
Why you gotta front when you whack as shit
Me and Mocha, we ain't braggin' bitch
I ain't gotta rap about the dough I hold
And I ain't 'bout to talk about the cars I drove
And I ain't gotta front about the shows I blow
Turn on your radio, see me control
New Missy
Featuring Mocha
Nicole
D-J-Clue
[Verse 1: Mocha]
What hot, we droppin'
What not, we stoppin'
Ya'll rock toppin', we bottle poppin'
Ya'll block watchin', we watch coppin'
Ya'll car hoppin', cause now we got it locked and
We dedicate for ya'll feather weight
You better skate cause we never late
Gon' replicate then bet I set it straight
But you can't bet what you never make
I'm the same cat from the same tracks
That hadda bring crack when you played that
When I spit move way back, you get sprayed at
I write my own shit bitch, can you say that?
[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
Alot of ya'll MC's talk mo' shit
Talkin' bout hits and all the whips you dip
I know most of ya'll rappers live dead broke
I go to your accountant and he say, "No dough"
Rappin' 'bout the weed and you can't even roll
If I blow you a gun nigga, can you smoke?
Why you gotta front when you whack as shit
Me and Mocha, we ain't braggin' bitch
I ain't gotta rap about the dough I hold
And I ain't 'bout to talk about the cars I drove
And I ain't gotta front about the shows I blow
Turn on your radio, see me control
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