Timbaland - Hit 'Em Wit' Da Hee (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil' Kim] Missy (B.I.G.), uhh (hah hah) yeah I like dat Uhh, it's the Q to tha B to tha double E spittin' lovely And it don't stop, rocks shine through my tank top Where your bank stop?, I deposit all on one drop (hah) Thank not, excuse me but uh I like to flow cause this Joint knocks harder then Indica and I be off the wall like The Lox Night box filled with Benjamins (woo) Me and my girl Missy gettin' pissy up in Benigans Makin' all you other rappers begin again, like Finnigan Christians repent then sin again (woo) Girls wanna be my friend again Lay up in my crib-o-wit', get up in my linens and While 'Misdemeanor' hit notes like Sarafina I subpeona you to my funk room see I hit you wit' da huhhh, she wit' you wit' da hee [Verse 2: Missy] You're not good enough to satisfy me (uh huh, can't satisfy me) Even with yo cars and all the fly whips, I won't trip (uhh) Cause I got many guys that wanna buy me (uh huh) French cuts for my wrists to keep me hooked smooth out and dip I keep hittin' [Chorus:] I hit 'em wit' da hee (I hit 'em wit' da hee) [Hit 'em wit' da hee] I hit 'em wit' da haa [This ones for you and me] This for you and me Play it in your cars (play it in yo car) [Verse 3: Missy] Just cause you cash a check And put it in the bank (uh huh) That don't make me want to Go out and sleep with you (nah nah) I got my own ride and gas in the tank (uh huh) Thanks, but no thanks, I won't be needin' you I hit 'em wit' da [Chorus] [Verse 4: Mocha] Uh yo uh yo, it be me M-O, on the M-I-C Repin' N.Y.C., the true V.I.P And I can't see nobody, who can come this real Get it done this real, gettin' love this real n***as love this feel, gimme a Dutch to peel Moc-ha takin' ov-er, cause I'm so ill Got used to talkin' sh**, they not witnessin' it And while I'm spittin' like this Check what I'm hittin' 'em wit' [Bridge:] Hee, haa, hee, haa, hee, haa (I hit 'em wit' da ha) Hee, haa, hee, haa, hee, haa (I hit 'em with' da hee) [Chorus] [Beat changes] [Interlude: Timbaland] Sometimes I feel like doin' a beat Sometimes I don't, uh huh uh uh Sometimes I feel like movin' my feet Sometimes I won't, wha uh huh Sometimes I feel like doin' a beat Sometimes I don't, uh uh uh uh Sometimes we make you move ya feet Sometimes we don't (yo yo yo yo) Misdemeanor [Verse 5: Missy] I'm comin' around the corner corner You think you tough, well let me see what you wanna wanna Cause on the mic I get it hot like Daytona, don't I? I get the party jumpin' from 5 in the mornin' You wanna bumble wit' da Bee then let me see call her You wanna be a big balla, big spendaholic I get the feeling that you tryin' to impress me One two one three, hit you wit' da hee Hee hee hee hee hee hee [Outro: Timbaland] Sometimes I feel like doin' a beat Sometimes I don't, wha uh huh Sometimes we feel like movin' my feet Sometimes we won't, uh uh uh uh Sometimes I feel like doin' a beat Sometimes I don't, uh uh uh uh Sometimes we make you move ya feet Sometimes we won't wha Uh huh, yeah uh huh