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Timbaland

"Sock It 2 Me"

[Intro]
Hehe, n*gga
I'm nasty
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
No, no, no

[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
I was looking for affection, so I decided to go
Swing that di*k in my direction, I'll be out of control
Let's take it to perfection, just you and me
Let's see if you can bring, bring, bring the nasty out of me
N-n-n-now sock it

[Hook]
Ooh ahh, sock it to me like you want to, ooh (oh)
I can take it like a pro, you know (know)
Do it long bro with the back stroke
My hormones jumping like a disco
I be popping mess like some Crisco
All you gotta say is Missy go
And when you say go I won't move slow (slow)

[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
I'm at your house around midnight (midnight), don't fall asleep
It'll just be me, me, me on a late night creep
I'mma show you thangs that you can't believe
Jump in this b-e-d, and won't you sock it to me?
Oh no, s-sock it to me

[Hook]
Ooh ahh, sock it to me like you want to, ooh (sock it to me)
I can take it like a pro, you know
Do it long bro with a back stroke (hey)
My hormones jumping like a disco (hey)
I be popping mess like some Crisco (heeeey)
And all you gotta say is Missy go (ohhh)
And when you say go I won't move slow (slow)

Ooh ahh, sock it to me like you want to, ooh
I can take it like a pro, you know
Do it long bro with the back stroke
My hormones jumping like a disco
I be popping ish like some Crisco
And all you gotta say is Missy go
And when you say go I won't move slow (uh-huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Sock it to me

Ooh ahh, sock it to me like you want to, ooh (ooh)
I can take it like a pro, you know (you know)
Do it long bro with the back stroke
My hormones jumping like a disco (hey)
I be popping mess like some Crisco (hey)
And all you gotta say is Missy go (heeeey)
And when you say go I won't move slow


[Verse 3: Da Brat]
Uh
Why Missy be socking it to n*ggas like Ree-Ree?
The baddest industry b*tches of the century
Hit hard like penitentiary di*k
Finally admitted that we the sh*t combination is lethal
Popping Patron with Missy in the 600 with no see-through
Suffer the repercussion f*cking with sh*t like this
We parlay puffing
Constantly making n*ggas suffer the consequence
Gotta get these ends b*tch
House in the Chi with a Caddy, crib in Atlanta with a Benz
n*ggas been huffing and puffing but ain't try sh*t
Got plenty motherf*ckers that'll ride quick
Besides, kid wanna bust?
Trigga finger itch when you f*cking with me
Jealous because I live more plush
Me and Missy leave a n*gga with a head rush
Bring the ruckus, plus...
I'm telling 'em, push and pickin' up profits
For what I'm selling, never gon' stop it
Socking it to n*ggas and rocking it
Dropping 'em on the spot
Heat up any block or record shop
Knocking you off of your socks
Guaranteed platinum, watch two of the coldest b*tches get hot
I be the B-R-A-T, her be Missy
We some bad b*tches who be f*cking it up
I'm the B-R-A-T, her be Missy
And we some bad b*tches who be f*cking it up

[Outro: Da Brat]
I'm your n*gga for life baby (haha)
Let's continue to drive all this motherf*ckers crazy
You know what I'm saying?
Yeah, Timbaland, I see you baby
I feel you, sock it to 'em goddammit
It's 9-7, this the motherf*ckin' b*tch era
What y'all n*ggas wanna do?
The Brat-tat-tat on that ass once more
I'm out the door motherf*cker, yeah, uh

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