4 My People歌词
歌手:Missy Elliott

Uhh, yo
This is for my motherfucking club heads, you feel me? (Fuck, yeah!)
AAAAOOWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!
People, gangstas, and pimps and people
Smokin that lethal reefer
Up in the club the speakers
Highhats and base and tweeters
DJ is jockin needles
Sweat till I catch a fever
Call me the illest diva
Yo Im 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 and rub up..
Show me some love, strip off your clothes, and take
off your socks
The partys jumpin, I see something fine (ooh)
Boy I wanna kiss you, but Im just too shy (too shy)
Let me dance with you, let me wear you out (out)
Heres a glass of orange juice, lets go X it out
The musics bangin, way down in my soul (soul)
When you dance behind me, I lose all control (ohh)
Make me grind my hips, make me move my waist (my waist)
When the music comes on, you take my breath away
HOOK:
This is for my people, my party people
This is for my people, my motha fuckin people
Cmon, cmon, get down, get, get on down
Cmon, cmon, get down, get, get on down down
This is for my people, my party people
This is for my people, my ecstasy people
Cmon, cmon, get down, get, get on down
Cmon, cmon, get down, get, get on down
(Oh, the bar)
Im at the bar now, and Im buying drinks (uh huh)
And I got this feeling, and its all over me (ooh)
I wanna dance with you, and lick your face (ooh)
Take me on the dance floor to feel some ecstasy
The vibe is right now, and Im bout to score (score)
Mr. DJ can you, play this joint once more (oww)
Cuz I see the man I want, I want him right away (ahh)
Im look him right in his face and say DANCE WITH ME!!!
HOOK
This is for my people, my party people
This is for my people, my motha fuckin people
Cmon, cmon, get down, get, get on down
Cmon, cmon, get down, get, get on down get on down
This is for my people, my party people
This is for my people, my ecstasy people
Cmon, cmon, get down, get down
Cmon, cmon, 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
Oh, 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 (uno)... dos (dos)... tres (tres)...
Uno (uno)... dos (dos)... tres (tres)...
Uno (uno)... dos (dos)... tres (tres)...
Uno (uno)... dos (dos)... tres (tres)...
Cant stand when a nigga fuckin up my plans
All night liquored up while Im tryin to dance
Drunk, and his breath stink, freaky with his hands
Cocky with his mouth please like he got a fan
Cant stand when a bitch all in my side
I dont even know her and she all up in my light
Givin me the side eye like she wanna fight
Philly known for boxing bitch better get it right
Cant stand when a DJ fuckin up the song
Know Im tryna 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
Cant stand when it aint jumpin like I want
Cats that try to stop my fun, take away my blunt
I dont give a fuck he aint gon take away my fun
See him when this shit is over, make a nigga run, uh
HOOK
This is for my people, my party people
This is for my people, my motha fuckin people
Cmon, cmon, get down, get on down
Cmon, cmon, get down, get on down down
This is for my people, my party people
This is for my people, my ecstasy people
Cmon, cmon, get down, get on down
Cmon, cmon, get down, get on down