[Verse 1, Missy Elliott]
When I rap, I'll be shaking 'em
Every song that I write, DJ banging 'em
So you say that I'm wack, but they playing 'em
Got Ferraris and cribs, and y'all hated 'em
Nothin' to say to them
I outrated 'em, and my flow for sure outdated 'em
Yes, you were number one, 'cause you paying them
I'll be checking the scams you scam, goddamn (Who you foolin', man?)
Inconspicuous, how I'm riding this beat is ridiculous
Me and Timothy, y'all can't get rid of us
I got aspirin for when y'all get sick of us, down your esophagus
Y'all ain't stoppin' me, y'all just watchin' me like I'm pornography
Y'all say y'all ain't mad, but y'all just gotta be
'Cause the dough that you spend is Monopoly
Fake spender

[Chorus, Thelma Oliver and Helen Gallagher]
Hey, big spender
Spend a little time with me

[Verse 2, Missy Elliott]
Life is fiction, I got a bad curse, an addiction (F you!)
'Scuse my diction, if you screwin' my man, I got big guns
I got good cents, now reach in your pockets, it's full of lint
That's why y'all don't like me, it's evident
'Cause the rumors you're spreading irrelevant (Tricks)
See my third eye, you can't knock the game even if you try
You sleepin' on me is a rock-a-bye
Split attitude, like they Gemini, player, give me my
With the five mics, 'cause spendin' my money is my right
Knuckle up mothasuckers, it's my time
'Cause I've been in this game, you just in your prime
Big spender
[Chorus, Thelma Oliver and Helen Gallagher]
Hey, big spender
Spend a little time with me

[Verse 3, Missy Elliott]
Beat's contagious
My flow come in all kind of flavors
Y'all haters just mad we ain't neighbors
'Cause my fans scream like they in labor
I don't know y'all, I've been rocking these shows before y'all
And I'm hotter than hot, I take no calls
If you think this is hot, then go wack off
To my real fans, who support me and play me in caravans
To every woman and every man
No disrespect, but, I'm just chillin' man
This is open mic, you know Missy always got to keep it tight
You know that I knows what y'all all like
Fake thugs with no dough, you ain't livin' right
Fake spender

[Chorus, Thelma Oliver and Helen Gallagher]
Hey, big spender
Spend a little time with me