Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Intro / Go to the Floor, artist - Missy Elliott. Date of issue: 10.11.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Intro / Go to the Floor |
| Yeah, what’s the deal ya’ll this Missy Elliott |
| Givin' ya’ll magazine writers, radio cats, listers or plain ol' haters |
| A small piece a my album which is titled Under Construction |
| Under Construction simply states that I’m a work in progress |
| I’m working on myself |
| You know uh, every since Aaliyah passed |
| I view life in a uh, more valuable way |
| Looking at hate and anger and gossip or |
| Just plain ol' bullshit became ignorant to me |
| When you realize in a blink of a eye |
| You walking down a church aisle |
| And that was meant for weddings and happiness |
| And realize the same church aisles are used |
| To view a loved one for the last time |
| From the world trade families the Left Eye family, Big Pun family |
| You know Biggie family, Pac family to the hip hop family |
| We all under construction tryin to rebuild you know ourselves |
| Hip hop done gained respect from you know… |
| Not even respect from but just like rock and roll |
| And it took us a lot of hard work to get here |
| So all that hate and animosity between folks ya need ta kill it |
| Wit a skillet |
| You don’t see Bill Gates and Donald trump |
| Arguing wit each other 'cuz both of them got paper |
| And the they got better shit to do: get mo' paper |
| So all I’m sayin' is, let’s take hip hop back to the rope follow me |
| (Hard working, the star of the show) |
| Misdemeanor here! |
| (Hard working, the star of the show) |
| Mr. Mos' on the beats! |
| (Hard working, the star of the show) |
| 2000 Eternity!!! |
| (Hard working, the star of the show) |
| I’m the star of the show, let the show begin |
| This is a Missy Elliott Exclusive (Set it off) |
| Momma say, momma sah, momma can you do this? |
| Talkin' like you baddest when you just know dat is |
| Every time I come out ya’ll be like who dat is |
| Be like more like Ashanti and be unfoolish |
| You don’t really want to break it wit me |
| You wear Gata I sport the Fendi |
| My Lamborghini against you Benzi |
| Dirty diamonds and your ring see mine like cling cling cling |
| Ding ding ding ding ding ding da ding ding |
| I used to get so high they call me Ming Lee |
| Spiked up my hair done like Don King |
| Haters keep on hatin' 'cause dem don’t worry we |
| Dem don’t worry we or me and Timothy |
| M I S E slimed out my bodee-ee-ee |
| Bang bang to the boogie ooh, wee |
| Playa keep on playin' watch me do my duty |
| Go to the floor (now tell me what you want) |
| Grab me a drink (now what you gon’do) |
| I came to shake, shake my booty down down to the beat |
| Stand on the chairs (and dance like who?) |
| Dance like the freaks (now what you came to do?) |
| I came to shake shake my booty down, hype the party (Set it off) |
| I’m underrated, glad I made it, independent operated |
| I never hesitated, haters keep me motivated |
| The beat is penetrated I’ll let Timmy regulate it |
| And we laid it in the shade and drink a glass of lemonade n |
| Damn I’m faded! |
| Ain’t no other way to say it ain’t that complicated |
| Ain’t no other chicks gon' ever make me feel like invaded |
| I keep droppin' hits like water breakin' |
| Two centimeters and I’m dialatin' |
| Radio impatient, pause, come on, check my translation |
| From my observation my fans is real patient |
| They don’t wanna hear the lies so stop fakin' |
| You’re greasy like bacon, keep my stomach achin' |
| If you wanna battle let there be no more delayin' |
| I hope you did some prayin' 'cause when I come swayin' |
| Pop shu pop, pop, pop, yeah |
| Sometimes I flow sometimes quick |
| You was on the verge of kissin' ass so slick |
| I’d be on the verge or makin' hits after hits |
| This the kind of shit that tell yo mammy don’t forget |
| Go to the floor (now tell me what you want) |
| Grab me a drink (now what you gon’do) |
| I came to shake, shake my booty down down to the beat |
| Stand on the chairs (and dance like who?) |
| Dance like the freaks (now what you came to do?) |
| I came to shake shake my booty down, hype the party (Ohh) |
| Everybody, move your body now do it |
| Here’s somethin' that’s gonna make you move and goove |
| (New Missy Elliott y’all!) |
| Hey DJ keep playin' that song all night, on and on and on |
| Is the niggas over there, bitches rightchea |
| Yea yea yea yea yea yea yea jeyah |
| All night long I hope you all came prepared |
| It’s five o’clock and we ain’t goin' nowhere |
| Oh yeah, oh, ooh wee |
| And will the guy the cash choose me? |
| (Oh yeah!) |
| Baby, I got a man I ain’t seen lately (Go down to the floor) |
| Go to the floor (now tell me what you want) |
| Grab me a drink (now what you gon’do) |
| I came to shake, shake my booty down down to the beat |
| Stand on the chairs (and dance like who?) |
| Dance like the freaks (now what you came to do?) |
| I came to shake shake my booty down, hype the party |