Missy Elliott - For My People lyrics

Uhh, yo This is for my motherf**ing club heads, you feel me? (f**, yeah!) People, gangstas, and pimps and people Smokin' that lethal reefer Up in the club the speakers High hats and base and tweeters DJ is jockin' needles Sweat till I catch a fever Call me the illest diva Yo I'm on fire People go head and drink up Get in the club get f**ed up See me you got get lucked up Someone to touch and rub up Show me some love Strip off your clothes And take off your socks The party's jumpin', I see something fine (Ooh) Boy I wanna kiss you, but I'm just too shy (Too shy) Let me dance with you, let me wear you out (Out) Here's a gla** of orange juice, let's go X it out The music's bangin', way down in my soul (Soul) When you dance behind me, I lose all control (Ohh) Make me grind my hips, make me move my waist (My waist) When the music comes on, you take my breath away This is for my people, my party people This is for my people, my motha f**in' people C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down down This is for my people, my party people This is for my people, my ecstasy people C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down (Oh, the bar) I'm at the bar now, and I'm buying drinks (Uh huh) And I got this feeling, and it's all over me (Ooh) I wanna dance with you, and lick your face (Ooh) Take me on the dance floor to feel some ecstasy The vibe is right now, and I'm bout to score (Score) Mr. DJ can you, play this joint once more (Oww) 'Cuz I see the man I want, I want him right away (Ahh) I'm look him right in his face and say dance with me This is for my people, my party people This is for my people, my motha f**in' people C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down get on down This is for my people, my party people This is for my people, my ecstasy people C'mon, c'mon, get down, get down C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down Freak that, come here baby, grab me from the back Baby you the mack, and you know that Put the needle on the track skip that, flip that Bring the beat back Oh, freak that, come here baby, grab me from the back Baby you the mack, and you know that Put the needle on the track, skip that, flip that Bring the beat back Uno dos tres (Uno dos tres) Uno dos tres (Uno dos tres) Uno dos tres (Uno dos tres) Uno dos tres (Uno dos tres) Can't stand when a n***a f**in' up my plans All night liquored up while I'm tryin' to dance Drunk, and his breath stink, freaky with his hands co*ky with his mouth please like he got a fan Can't stand when a b**h all in my side I don't even know her and she all up in my light Givin' me the side eye like she wanna fight Philly known for boxing b**h better get it right Can't stand when a DJ f**in' up the song Know I'm tryna to shake my a** all night long Cuttin' up the same sh** all night long High 'fore I got there, now my sh** is blown Can't stand when it ain't jumpin' like I want Cats that try to stop my fun, take away my blunt I don't give a f** he ain't gon' take away my fun See him when this sh** is over, make a n***a run, uh This is for my people, my party people This is for my people, my motha f**in' people C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down down This is for my people, my party people This is for my people, my ecstasy people C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down