Sock It 2 Me - Missy Elliott ft Da Brat (lyrics) Ha, nigga Yeah, I\u0027m nasty Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it (take it slow) No (no, no, no) I was lookin\u0027 for affection So I decided to go, swing that, in my direction I\u0027ll be out of control Let\u0027s take it to perfection Just you and me Let\u0027s see if you can bring, bring, bring, the nasty out of me Now, now, now, now sock it Ooh ah, sock it to me like you want to, ooh I can take it like a pro and you\u0027ll know (know) Do a long throw with a back stroke (hey) My hormones jumpin\u0027 like a disco (hey) I be poppin\u0027 mess like some Crisco And all you gotta say is that Missy go And when you say, \u0022Go\u0022, I won\u0027t move slow (slow) I\u0027m at your house around midnight (midnight) Don\u0027t fall asleep It\u0027ll just be me, me, me, on a late night creep I\u0027ma show you thangs, that you can\u0027t believe Jump in this b-e-beat And won\u0027t you sock it to me? (Won\u0027t you sock it to me?) Ooh ah, sock it to me like you want to, ooh I can take it like a pro and you\u0027ll know (know) Do a long throw with a back stroke (hey) My hormones jumpin\u0027 like a disco (hey) I be poppin\u0027 mess like some Crisco And all you gotta say is that Missy go And when you say, \u0022Go\u0022, I won\u0027t move slow (slow) Ooh ah, sock it to me like you want to, ooh I can take it like a pro, you\u0027ll know Do a long throw with a back stroke My hormones jumpin\u0027 like a disco I be poppin\u0027 ish like some Crisco And all you gotta say is that Missy go And when you say, \u0022Go\u0022, I won\u0027t move slow (sock it to me) Ooh ah, sock it to me like you want to, ooh I can take it like a pro and you\u0027ll know (you\u0027ll know) Do a long throw with a back stroke My hormones jumpin\u0027 like a disco (hey) I be poppin\u0027 mess like some Crisco (hey) And all you gotta say is that Missy go (hey) And when you say, \u0022Go\u0022, I won\u0027t move slow Uh, why Missy be sockin\u0027 it to niggas like Ree-Ree? The baddest industry bitches of the century Hit hard like penitentiary did, finally admitted That we the shit, combination on this lethal Poppin Patron with Missy in the six hundred with no see-through \u0027Cept for the repercussion fuckin with shit Like this we parlay puffin\u0027 constantly makin niggas suffer The consequence gotta get these ends bitch House in the Chi\u0027 with a Caddy in Atlanta with a Benz Niggas been huffin\u0027 and puffin\u0027 but ain\u0027t try shit Got pretty motherfuckers that\u0027ll ride quick Besides kid, wanna but bust you shouldn\u0027t forget ends when you fuckin\u0027 with me Jealous \u0027cause I live more plush Me and Missy leave a nigga with a headrush, bring the ruckus, plus I\u0027m telling \u0027em, push and pickin\u0027 up profits For what I\u0027m selling, never gon\u0027 stop it Sockin\u0027 it to niggas and rockin\u0027 it Droppin\u0027 \u0027em on the spot, heat up any block And wreck a shot, knockin\u0027 you off of your socks Guaranteed platinum watch two of the coldest bitches get hot I be the B-R-A-T, her be Missy We some bad bitches who be fuckin\u0027 it up I\u0027m the B-R-A-T, her be Missy And we some bad bitches who be fuckin\u0027 it up I\u0027m yo nigga for life, baby, haha Let\u0027s continue to drive all these muhfuckas crazy, you know what I\u0027m sayin\u0027? Yeah, Timbaland, I see you, baby I feel you, uh, sock it to \u0027em goddammit It\u0027s 9-7, this the mothafuckin\u0027 bitch era What y\u0027all niggas wanna do? The Brat-tat-tat on that ass once more I\u0027m out the door muhfucka, yeah, uh