Thom Bell - Sock It 2 Me lyrics

[Verse 1: Missy Elliott] Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, no, no, no I was looking for affection so I decided to go Swing that dick in my direction, I'll be out of control Let's take it to perfection, just you and me Let's see if you can bring, bring, bring the nasty out of me Now sock it [Hook] Ooh ahh, sock it to me like you want to, ooh, ooh I can take it like a pro and you'll know (know) Do it long bro with a back stroke My hormones are jumping like a disco I be popping mats like some Crisco All you gotta say is that Missy go And when you say go I won't move it slow (slow) [Verse 2: Missy Elliott] I'm at your house around midnight, don't fall asleep It'll just be me, me, me on a late night creep I'mma show you thangs that you can't believe Jump in this b-e-d and won't you sock it to me S-s-s-sock it to me [Hook] Ooh ahh, sock it to me like you want to, ooh, ooh I can take it like a pro and you'll know (know) Do it long bro with a back stroke My hormones are jumping like a disco I be popping mats like some Crisco All you gotta say is that Missy go And when you say go I won't move it slow (slow) Ooh ahh, sock it to me like you want to, ooh I can take it like a pro and you'll know Do it long bro with a back stroke My hormones are jumping like a disco I be popping mats like some Crisco All you gotta say is Missy go And when you say go I won't move it slow (aha, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Sss** to me) Ooh ahh, sock it to me like you want to, ooh, ooh I can take it like a pro and you'll know (you know) Do it long bro with a back stroke My hormones are jumping like (jumping like) a disco (hey) I be popping mats like some Crisco (hey) All you gotta say is that Missy go (heeeey) And when you say go I won't move it slow (slow) [Verse 3: Da Brat] Why Missy be socking it to n***as like Ree-Ree The baddest industry b**hes of the century Hit hard like penitentiary dick Finally admitted that we the sh** combination on this lethal Popping Patron with Missy in the 600 with no see-through Suffer the repercussion f**ing with sh** like this We parlay puffing Constantly making n***as suffer the consequence Gotta get these ends b**h House in the Chi with a Caddy, crib in Atlanta with a Benz n***as been huffing and puffing but ain't try sh** Got plenty motherf**ers that'll ryde quick Besides, kid wanna bust? Trigga finger itch when you f**ing with me Jealous because I lit more kush Me and Missy leave a n***a with a head rush Bring the ruckus, plus... I'm selling, never gon stop it Socking it to n***as and rocking it Dropping em on the spot Heat up any block or record shop Knocking you off of your socks Guaranteed platnium watch two of the coldest b**hes get hot I be the B-R-A-T, her be Missy And we some bad b**hes who be f**ing it up I'm the B-R-A-T, her be Missy And we some bad b**hes who be f**ing it up [Outro: Da Brat] I'm your n***a for life baby (haha) Let's continue to drive all this motherf**ers crazy You know what I'm saying Yeah Timbaland, I see you baby I feel you, sock it to them goddamit It's 9-7, this is the motherf**ing b**h era What y'all n***as wanna do The Brat-ta-tat on that a** once more I'm out the door motherf**er, yeah, uh