All N My Grill
Missy Elliott Lyrics


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Uh, hit me

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
The story untold, about to unfold
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

Overall Meaning

The song "All N My Grill" by Missy Elliott is about a woman who is tired of hearing the same old lies from a man who claims he wants to be with her but never delivers on his promises. Missy sings about how this man keeps talking about wanting to be with her but never shows any real commitment by not buying her a ring or paying her bills. The chorus emphasizes that while she may want to be with him, she also values her independence and needs someone who can support her financially. Missy also acknowledges that she has been in this situation before with this man, but is finally ready to move on and find someone who will treat her better.


The verse featuring Big Boi provides a male perspective on the situation. He tries to reason with Missy's love interest, saying that he needs to back off and stop being so demanding if he wants any chance with her. Big Boi also takes a dig at the man's reputation, saying that people have called him a stalker and warning him that he is backed by the Dungeon Family.


Line by Line Meaning

Don't explain, you never change
I don't need to hear your excuses because you constantly act the same way


Same old thing, same old game
You keep doing the same things and playing the same games with me


Say ya want to be wit' me
You claim that you want a relationship with me


But show me my ring
But you haven't made any efforts to show your commitment, such as proposing to me


I been in the cold
I've been left out in the cold emotionally


The story untold, about to unfold
There is something that you haven't told me yet, but I sense that it's about to come out


How do you expect me
How can you expect me


To ever believe you want be wit' me
To ever believe that you really want to be with me


Why you all in my grill (Why you all in)
Why are you so focused on me?


Can you pay my bills (Can you pay my bills)
Can you financially support me?


Let me know if you will (Let me know, know)
Tell me if you're willing to support me


cause a chick gotta live (A chick like me, I got to live)
Because I need to support myself and live my life


Talk is talk, and talk is cheap
Words don't mean anything; they're cheap and meaningless


Tell it to her, don't say it to me
You can talk to someone else about it, but don't bother trying to convince me with your words


cause I know I'm in control
I know that I have power and control over the situation


See Trix are for kids, and boo I'm too old
Childish games are not for me, I'm too mature for that


Go 'head, with your games
Play your games if you want to


Don't ever come back to me again
I don't want to see you again


Where you go, remember me
Wherever you go, don't forget about me and what we had


I'm the best thing in history
I'm the best thing that ever happened to you


Third time (Third time)
This is the third time


I moved you in, took you back
I let you move in with me and I took you back after something went wrong between us


In my life (I was a fool)
In my life, I was foolish for letting you back in


I don't know what's wrong with me
I'm not sure why I keep allowing you to come back into my life


Why you all in my grill (Why, why, why)
Why are you still so focused on me?


Let me know if you will (Let me know if you will)
Let me know if you can support me


cause a chick gotta live (A chick got to live, ooh yeah)
Because I need to take care of myself and live my life


If you want me, where's my dough?
If you really want to be with me, where's my money?


Give me money, buy me clothes
Give me money and buy me nice clothes


No need for talking, have my dough
I don't want to hear any excuses, just give me my money


Where's my money? Where's my clothes?
Where is the money and clothes that you promised to give me?


I'm thinkin' it's time to chill
I think it's time to calm down and relax


Yeah, but you on a drill, though
But you're still too intense and pushy


I couldn't even step out the baby blue Bonneville
I couldn't even leave my car without you bothering me


'cause you be tryin' to kill my hoe, my girlfriend
Because you're trying to ruin my relationship with my significant other


And people around me is tellin' me that you's a stalker
And the people around me are calling you a stalker


Like Darth Vader takes a Skywalker
You're following me like Darth Vader follows Luke Skywalker


I told you I was the street talker
I warned you that I'm not someone to mess with


It ain't my fault you dirty your Victoria's Secret's
It's not my fault that you ruined your own expensive lingerie


And your Frederick's
And your Frederick's of Hollywood lingerie


You wanted the Waldorf Astoria
You wanted something fancy and expensive like the Waldorf Astoria hotel


But instead I took you to Cedrick's, to entertain you
But instead, I took you to a cheap place called Cedrick's to have fun


To give you to the "G", and never claim you
To expose you to gang members and not take responsibility for you


Me and Missy, we get it straight pissin'
Missy and I are having a great time together


Oh yeah, we puffin' on one of them thangs too
We're also smoking marijuana


You blamin' who? You namin' who?
Who are you blaming? Who are you calling out by name?


I know you ain't bringin' that lame crew
I know you're not bringing your weak friends with you


Big Boi, they the phat sacks
Big Boi and his crew are the ones with the power


She pretty D, all they same, boo
She may be pretty, but all her friends are the same


But I'm backed by the Dungeon Family
But I have support from my group, the Dungeon Family


So you can go 'head wit' all that stabbin' me
So you can continue to try and ruin my reputation


cause I will jab thee, and slam thee
But I will fight back and defeat you


And Bobby Boochet yo' ass, G
One of my crew members, Bobby Boochet, will also battle you




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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