Elliott is one of the first female hip hop superstars, known for a long series of hits including "The Rain (Supa Dupa Fly)", "Hit 'Em Wit Da Hee", "Get Ur Freak On", "One Minute Man", "Work It", and "Lose Control". In addition she has received recognition as one of the most successful songwriters of the modern music era, having crafted a number of hit records for artists such as Aaliyah, 702, Total, Ciara, Nicole Wray and Tweet, often with production-partner and childhood friend Timbaland. She was the third female rapper to ever go Platinum, behind Lil' Kim and Da Brat.
Born in Portsmouth, Virginia, she began her career in the all-girl R&B group, Sista in 1993. Eventually, the band folded and Elliott began her career as a solo rapper. Since the early 1990's, Elliott has won six Grammys, recently scoring one for her video of "Lose Control."
Other releases are 'Teary Eyed' and 'We Run This', and the last of these two songs will be the main single of the new greatest hits album titled 'Respect M.E.: Best Of' featuring 17 tracks from her six albums.
All 'n my Grill
Missy Elliott Lyrics
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Don't explain, you never change
Same old thing, same old game
Say ya want to be wit' me
But show me my ring
Baby, let me think
I been in the cold
How do you expect me
To ever believe you want be wit' me
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 will (let me know, know)
'Cause a chick gotta live (a chick like me, I got to live)
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 Trix 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
Why you all in my grill (why, why, why)
Can you pay my bills (can you pay my bills)
Let me know if you will (let me know boy, boy)
'Cause a chick gotta live (a chick got to live, ooh yeah)
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 with me
Third time (third time)
I moved you in, took you back in my life (oh yeah, yeah)
Why you all in my grill (all in my grill)
Can you pay my bills (can you pay my bills, yeah)
Let me know if you will (let me know if you will)
'Cause a chick gotta live (oh, yeah)
Why you all in my grill
Can you pay my bills (ooh, pay my bills)
Let me know if you will (let me know, let me know baby, baby)
'Cause a chick gotta live (a chick like me, I got to live)
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?
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?
Aight, uh
Why you all in my grill?
I'm thinkin' it's time to chill
Yeah, but you on a drill, though
I couldn't even step out the baby blue Bonneville
'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 takes a Skywalker
I told you I was the street talker
It ain't my fault you dirty your Victoria's Secret's
And your Frederick's
You wanted the Waldorf Astoria
But instead I took you to Cedrick's, to entertain you
To give you to the "G", and never claim you
Me and Missy, we get it straight pissin'
Oh yeah, we puffin' on one of them thangs too
You blamin' who? You namin' who?
I know you ain't bringin' that lame crew
Big Boi, they the phat sacks
She pretty D, all they same, boo
But I'm backed by the Dungeon Family
So you can go 'head wit' all that stabbin' me
'Cause I will jab thee, and slam thee
And Bobby Boochet yo' ass, G
Yeah, yeah
In the song All 'n My Grill by Missy Elliott, Big Boi, and Nicole, the lyrics detail a woman's frustration at a man who claims to want to be with her but doesn't show it through actions. She questions his intentions and highlights the fact that she has bills to pay and a life to live. The chorus repeats the line "Why you all in my grill? Can you pay my bills?" as a direct challenge to the man to prove his worthiness.
The lyrics also highlight the power dynamics in romantic relationships and the importance of setting boundaries. The woman asserts her control by telling the man that she is in charge and that he should not play games with her. She also emphasizes her value by asserting that she is "the best thing in history."
Overall, the song is a confident empowerment anthem that encourages women to prioritize their needs and demand respect from their partners.
Line by Line Meaning
Don't explain, you never change
I don't want to hear your excuses, you always act the same way
Same old thing, same old game
You keep playing these games over and over again
Say ya want to be wit' me
You claim to want to be with me
But show me my ring
But you have yet to prove your commitment
Baby, let me think
I need time to consider what you're saying
I been in the cold
You've left me out in the cold
The story untold, about to unfold
There's a lot you haven't told me, and I feel like the truth is about to come out
How do you expect me
I'm not sure how you could possibly expect me
To ever believe you want be wit' me
To trust that you really want to be with me
Why you all in my grill (why you all in)
Why are you constantly bothering me?
Can you pay my bills (can you pay my bills)
Are you financially responsible enough to take care of me?
Let me know if you will (let me know, know)
Please tell me if you're willing to do what it takes
'Cause a chick gotta live (a chick like me, I got to live)
I am an independent woman who needs to take care of myself
Talk is talk, and talk is cheap
Words are meaningless, actions speak louder
Tell it to her, don't say it to me
If you have something to say, say it to the person it concerns
'Cause I know I'm in control
I am aware of my own power and control in this situation
See Trix are for kids, and boo I'm too old
I am not interested in childish games anymore
Go 'head, with your games
You can continue playing your games if you want
Don't ever come back to me again
But don't expect to come back to me after this
Where you go, remember me
No matter where you go, you will always remember me
I'm the best thing in history
I am confident that I am the best thing that has ever happened to you
Third time (third time)
This is the third time
I moved you in, took you back
I let you back into my life
In my life (I was a fool)
That was a mistake, I was foolish
I don't know what's wrong with me
I don't know why I keep taking you back
Why you all in my grill (why, why, why)
Why are you still bothering me?
Let me know if you will (let me know boy, boy)
If you're serious, tell me
Third time (third time)
Again, this is the third time
Can you pay my bills (ooh, pay my bills)
Money is important to me, can you support me?
If you want me, where's my dough?
If you're interested in me, show me the money
Give me money, buy me clothes
Money buys me happiness and material items
No need for talking, have my dough
Don't bother trying to explain, just give me the money
Where's my money? Where's my clothes?
I want to know where my things and money are
I'm thinkin' it's time to chill
I believe it's time for us to relax and take a break
Yeah, but you on a drill, though
But you are still on my case
I couldn't even step out the baby blue Bonneville
I can't even leave my car without you following me
'Cause you be tryin' to kill my hoe, my girlfriend
You are trying to hurt and control my significant other
And people around me is tellin' me that you's a stalker
Those close to me have expressed that you are obsessed and stalking me
Like Darth Vader takes a Skywalker
You are trying to take control of my life, like Darth Vader did with Luke Skywalker
I told you I was the street talker
I warned you that I was from the streets, so you should watch out
It ain't my fault you dirty your Victoria's Secret's
I'm not responsible for your mistakes or lack of hygiene
And your Frederick's
Or for anything that goes wrong with your Frederick's of Hollywood lingerie
You wanted the Waldorf Astoria
You had expensive taste and desired the finest things
But instead I took you to Cedrick's, to entertain you
But instead of catering to your every whim, I brought you somewhere modest
To give you to the "G", and never claim you
To show you off to my friends, but never officially bring you into my life
Me and Missy, we get it straight pissin'
Missy and I are having a great time and enjoying ourselves
Oh yeah, we puffin' on one of them thangs too
And we're smoking something to help us relax even more
You blamin' who? You namin' who?
Who are you trying to blame or accuse?
I know you ain't bringin' that lame crew
I doubt your claims because your friends aren't trustworthy
Big Boi, they the phat sacks
On the other hand, Big Boi and his friends are cool
She pretty D, all they same, boo
And Nicole is amazing too
But I'm backed by the Dungeon Family
But I have a strong support system
So you can go 'head wit' all that stabbin' me
So go ahead and try to hurt me with your words and actions
'Cause I will jab thee, and slam thee
Because I will fight back and defend myself
And Bobby Boochet yo' ass, G
And my associates will take care of you if needed
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Melissa A. Elliott, Timothy Z. Mosley, Antwan Patton
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