In My Business lyrics

Artist  : Mc Lyte 
Song : In My Business



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featuring Missy 'Misdemeanor'
Elliott

[Missy]
Hahaha introducing MC
Lyte

[MC Lyte]
I think I need a sound
check
Hit me with a sound check
Yea now
what about that dope stuff
Alright now gimme
an 8 0 (8 0 8 0 8 0)

[Missy]
Uh uh uh
uh uh uh uh
Yo 1 2
Uh MC Lyte (yea)
You
don’t know (yea)
Ficky ficky oh you don’t
know

[MC Lyte Verse One]
On the regular
they guessin’ how the Lyte get down
Nevermind
that, nigga you better watch your mouth
Keep
snoopin’ and you bound to hit a brick
Get
out the crack of my ass all up in my
shiznit
To you nosey Nikki’s and you
Peepin’ Tom’s
So, you know I’m about to
drop the Brooklyn Bomb
7 and 7 is 14 , 1 and 4
is 5
But none of that matters if your ass
ain’t alive
You could care less about the
records I se;;
You just wanna know I tried but
I fell
But even on your best day and on my
worst
I’ll still be first, without the need
to rehearse

[Missy Elliott singing -
CHORUS]
Why you up in my business?
Find
somethin’ better to do
Why you talkin’
about me?
I ain’t say shit ‘bout
you
Forgive me for my attitude
But I got
something to say
Yall better not fuck with
me
Cuz I’m had a bad day

[MC Lyte -
Verse Two]
Yall must really think I’m the
host of the freakshow
Got me taggin’
piranhas I don’t even know
Got me swimmin’
in waters, gettin’ caught in fishnet
Got me
hooked up wit’ folks I ain’t never even
met
Now yall so busy tryin’ to market
this
I guess yo stupid ass forgot who started
this
But I’m about to ransack you make your
memory
Come back to you, let all my true
niggas jack you
Talkin’ bou the Lyte like
you gettin’ paid for it
Better wish for your
own and get out my business
Besides I’m too
quick and pigeons oughta know
By the time you
get the info, it was two years ago
Aside from
that I’m too swift to catch
Don’t pay to
chase the joint, you can’t light the
match
And everybody knows I’m too quick to
flip the latch
It ain’t many that can even
say they been attached

[Repeat
CHORUS]

[Missy rapping - Verse Three]
I
heard a lotta yall runnin’ runnin’
‘round
Ain’t none of yall this supa dupa
fly
Supa Dupa as I
Fly, fly across the
sky
Cut you like pie
Me and, me and MC
Lyte
Cuz you wack
Straight from the jump,
yea you wack
Better get back
I can’t I
can’t fuck wit’ that
I ain’t sayin’
jack
I’ma just smack you ‘cross your face
so deep that you’ll never talk
back

[Repeat CHORUS]

[Missy talking
- Verse Four]
Why you up in my business
Find
something better to do
Why you talkin’
‘bout me
I ain’t said shit about you
(uh)
Forgive me for my attitude
But I got
something to say
Yall better not fuck with
me
Cuz I had a bad day
Ficky-ficky check me
out
Uh uh, uh (repeats through chorus)