All N My Grill
Missy Elliot f/ Big Boi & Nicole

Verse 1:
Don't explain
You never change
Same old thang
Same old game
Say ya want to be wit me
But show me my ring
Baby, let me thing
I been in the cold
Ith story untold
About to unfold
How do you expect me
To ever believe you want be wit me

Chorus: (w/ Nicole)
Why you all in my grill?
(Why you all in)
Can you pay my bills?
(Can you pay my bills?)
Let me know if you wil
(Let me know, let me know)
'Cause a chick gotta live
(A chick like me, I got to live)

Verse 2:
Talk is talk and talk is cheap
Tell it to her, don't say it to me
'Cause I know I'm in control
See tricks are for kids
And boo, I'm too old
Go 'head with your games
Don't ever come back to me again
Where you go, remember me
I'm the best thing in history

Chorus: (w/ Nicole)
Why you all in my grill?
(Why, why, why?)
Can you pay my bills?
(Can you pay my bills?)
Let me know if you wil
(Let me know, boy, boy)
'Cause a chick gotta live
(A chick got to live, oh yeah)

Bridge: (w/ Nicole)
Third time (Third time)
I moved you in, took you back
In my life (I was a fool)
I don't know what's wrong eith me
Third time (Third time)
I moved you in, took you back
In my life

Chorus: (w/ Nicole)
Why you all in my grill?
(Why you all in my grill?)
Can you pay my bills?
(Can you pay my bills, yeah?)
Let me know if you wil
(Let me know, let me know, baby, baby)
'Cause a chick gotta live
(A chick like me, I got to live, yeah)

Verse 3:
If you want me
Where's my dough
Give me money
Buy me clothes
No need for talking
Have my dough
Where's my money
Where's my clothes
(repeat)

Big Boi:
While yo all in my grill I'm thinkin' it's time to chill
But you want to drill tho'
I couldn't even tep out the baby blue Bonniville 'cause you be tryin' to kill my hoe
My girlfriend, and people around me is tellin' me that you's a stalker
Like Darth Vader checks a Skywalker
I told you I was the street talker
It ain't my fault you wearin' your Victoria's Secret and your Frederick's
You wanted to wanter 'round the store, yo
But instead I took you to Cedric's to entertain you
To do you to the G and never claim you
Me and Misy, we gettin' straight fucked
Oh yeah we puffin' up one of them thangs, too
You blamin' boo
You maimin' who
I know you ain't bringin' that lame crew
Big Boi, Daddy Fat Sax, Chief Bridget, Dee, all the same boo
But I'm backed by the Dungeon Family
So you cn go 'head wit all that stabbin' me
'Cause I will jab thee and slam thee
And Bobby Bouche that ass, gee
Yeah, yeah, huh