U Can't Resist Lyrics - Da Real World - Missy Elliott

Uh, what's happenin? What 

Uptown, New Orleans in this bitch with VA, you understand? 

With this hot girl, Missy 

Fuckin' with these Uptown Guerillas, you dig? 

If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense 

Do yo' thing girl 

Y'all don't wanna gimme my props? 

I'ma have to lick two shots on my glock 

Pop-pop the enemy 'till he drop 

Make his whole body go hibbie-to-the-hop 

Well I won't stop 'till I get up to the top 

Gotta blow any other state off the block 

And I got a whole lotta chedda in my pock's 

You better gimme gimme five mics, gimme props 

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Say you sick of my clique and my shit 

'Cause I got a whole lotta hits and no tricks 

Just a bass line, few snares, few kicks 

Make the whole industry wanna go and bit 

I say, "You sit, we sit, I sit" 

While I go shit on a mix like this 

Say, "You spit, I spit, we spit" 

But you can't fuck with a nigga like this 

Check me out 

Hatin' on us but ya can't resist 

If you come hard, better come legit 

We gon' talk shit 'cause we confident 

If you think not, then you bound to sit 

Hatin' on us but ya can't resist 

If you come hard, better come legit 

We gon' talk shit 'cause we confident 

We gon' show you so you best believe 

Photos 

Y'all don't wanna put me on front 

On the front page, all the shit I don' done? 

Now you wanna fuck around and grade my shit? 

Let's talk about the million niggas who bit 

It's only one Timothy from the V 

And the whole industry goin' beep-beep 

Now I gotta go change up my beats 

So another nigga won't duplicate me 

Yeah, I got styles, got shows, videos 

And my shows, it grows, it grows 

And I sing, I flow, I blows 

And I know y'all niggas know 

When I come swift with the one-two kick 

If ya got a blunt, got a light, got it lit 

Yeah, don't stop, won't stop, won't quit 

And I made 1.6 admit, check me out 

Hatin' on us but ya can't resist 

If you come hard, better come legit 

We gon' talk shit 'cause we confident 

If you think not, then you bound to sit 

Hatin' on us but ya can't resist 

If you come hard, better come legit 

We gon' talk shit 'cause we confident 

We gon' show you so you best believe 

I'm that nigga that tote them AK's 

B.G. is what they call me 

I be in them project hallways 

Beef with me, you gon' be sorry 

Me and my niggas'll shut yo' block down 

We got K's so, put them glocks down 

You scared to come outside 

Them Hot Boys got you on lock-down 

This nigga here from C M B 

Roll with a clique about 20 deep 

'Cause I made a mill', it don't mean 

I ain't gonna keep it real with my peeps 

All I have is thugs in my clique 

All my nigga's, they come off the street 

Now all of a sudden hoe's on my dick 

'Cause I'm on B E T and M T V 

It ain't no secret, this nigga be project 

Getting paid, that's what's my object 

Ain't none of you nigga's gon' stop this 

'Cause I'm 'bout makin' a profit 

I'm all about getting it locked, dog 

Don't wanna be on the block, yo 

'Cause bitches be makin' them tye calls 

While I be makin' drop offs 

Mannie Fresh, he hooked me up too 

To the playa hater's I say, "Fuck you" 

You needs to worry 'bout you 

Instead of what to not do 

Juvenile don' hooked up with Missy 

Bitches gon' hate me, bitches gon' dis me 

Alota you nigga's gon' miss me 

I'ma be here, you gon' be history 

Hatin' on us but ya can't resist 

If you come hard, better come legit 

We gon' talk shit 'cause we confident 

If you think not, then you bound to sit 

Hatin' on us but ya can't resist 

If you come hard, better come legit 

We gon' talk shit 'cause we confident 

We gon' show you so you best believe 

Hatin' on us but ya can't resist 

If you come hard, better come legit 

We gon' talk shit 'cause we confident 

If you think not, then you bound to sit 

Hatin' on us but ya can't resist 

If you come hard, better come legit 

We gon' talk shit 'cause we confident 

We gon' show you so you best believe 

If you come hard, better come legit 

(Say what? Oh, ah huh) 

If you come hard, better come legit 

(Oh, uh) 

We gon' show you, so you best believe 

What, uh 

What, what 

What, what 

What, what 

What 

Um hmm, Hot boys 

It's all gravy 

Missy 

Timbaland 

We out 

Gimme that 

Gimme that 

Oh, gimme that 

Gimme that 

Gimme that, gimme that 

Gimme that 

Gimme that, gimme that 

Oh, yeah