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.
Checkin' For You
Missy Elliott Lyrics
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You got a broke bitch, you got a rich bitch
That would explain what I am
And what my girl, Missy is
We the rich muthafuckin' bitches
That's right
And then you got a bitch like me
That excludes my girl Missy, Mary
You know what sayin'?
But y'all know what the fuck I mean
I'm the queen bitch, that's right muthafucka, what?
Y'all got a problem wit it, come see me
A muthafucka' ain't takin' my title
Or my girl Missy title
Or my girl Mary title, what? That's right
See only bitches like us
Is allowed to play a game of chess
You see, a real queen needs a king
You damn muthafuckin' right
I don't want a nigga laying up under me
That can't do for me
What I can't do for my muthafuckin' self
So when y'all see me in the street?
This is what I want y'all to do
Fix your lips, put 'em together nicely and say
Say it along, say it along now, say
"She's a bitch!"
I was walkin' real slow to the dance floor
He was lookin' at my ass and I turned him on
I seen him talking to his boy on the cellular phone
I looked at him and all he could say was
"Damn baby, bring it on"
I talk shit but I come through like a storm
I keep my piece so sweet, yeah nice and warm
And all he could feel, was this love baby
I don't give a fuck
About what they think, what they say
They can call me a freak
Call me anything they wanna name
I don't give a, I don't give a
I just wanna take him home
Take him to the house then turn him out
He ain't checkin' for you
I don't give a fuck
About what they think, what they say
They can call me a freak
Call me anything they wanna name
I don't give a, I don't give a
I just wanna take him home
Take him to the house then turn him out
He ain't checkin' for you
The lyrics of Missy Elliott's "Checkin' For You" outline the singer's pride in her status as a "rich bitch," and her assertion that only she and her similarly wealthy and powerful friends (including Missy and Mary) are worthy of playing a game of chess. She positions herself as the "queen bitch" and makes it clear that no one will take her title or the titles of her friends.
The singer also describes a potential lover who is attracted to her and is trying to pursue her. She asserts her independence and makes it clear that she doesn't need a man who can't provide for her, but rather someone who can match her own capabilities. She even instructs the listener to call her a bitch, embracing the label as a sign of her power and dominance.
Overall, the lyrics express a sense of pride in one's wealth and power, as well as a refusal to compromise on what one wants and deserves in relationships.
Line by Line Meaning
See it's two type of bitches in the world
There are two kinds of women in the world
You got a broke bitch, you got a rich bitch
There are broke women and there are rich women
That would explain what I am
My financial status determines which category I fall under
And what my girl, Missy is
The same goes for my friend, Missy
We the rich muthafuckin' bitches
We belong to the category of wealthy women
And then you got a bitch like me
Then there's someone like me
Who just stand above all bitches
Who stands out among all women
That excludes my girl Missy, Mary
Except for my friend Missy and Mary
You know what sayin'?
You know what I mean, right?
But y'all know what the fuck I mean
But you already understand what I'm saying
I'm the queen bitch, that's right muthafucka, what?
I'm the top dog among women, you got a problem with that?
Y'all got a problem wit it, come see me
If anyone disagrees, they can talk to me directly
A muthafucka' ain't takin' my title
No one can take away my position as the queen bitch
Or my girl Missy title
And the same goes for my friend Missy
Or my girl Mary title, what? That's right
And my friend Mary too, you got it
See only bitches like us
Women like us
Is allowed to play a game of chess
Are the only ones allowed to play the game of life strategically
You see, a real queen needs a king
A true leader needs a competent follower
You damn muthafuckin' right
You're damn right
I don't want a nigga laying up under me
I don't want a man who relies on me completely
That can't do for me
Who can't provide for me
What I can't do for my muthafuckin' self
What I can't do for myself
So when y'all see me in the street?
So when you see me on the street?
This is what I want y'all to do
I want you to do this
Fix your lips, put 'em together nicely and say
Get ready to speak and say politely
Say it along, say it along now, say
Repeat after me, now say
"She's a bitch!"
"She's a great woman!"
I was walkin' real slow to the dance floor
I was walking slowly towards the dance floor
He was lookin' at my ass and I turned him on
He was attracted to my body
I seen him talking to his boy on the cellular phone
I saw him talking to his friend on the phone
I looked at him and all he could say was
He looked back at me and said
"Damn baby, bring it on"
"You look hot, let's do this"
I talk shit but I come through like a storm
I may talk tough, but I'm unstoppable like a storm
I keep my piece so sweet, yeah nice and warm
I am confident and charming
And all he could feel, was this love baby
All he could feel was my affection
I don't give a fuck
I don't care
About what they think, what they say
About other people's opinions
They can call me a freak
They can label me as odd
Call me anything they wanna name
Call me any name they want
I just wanna take him home
I just want to take him back to my place
Take him to the house then turn him out
Bring him to my house and satisfy him
He ain't checkin' for you
He's not interested in you
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Melissa A. Elliott, Timothy Z. Mosley, Kimberly Jones
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@ronniejones6025
This should of been a real song, Missy Elliot and Mary J Blige
@Worldomusiq21
The fact that nobody still ain’t take any of their titles is amazing missy Kim Mary 👑👑👑
@INEEDUTOWAKETHEFUP
I love Kims intro😂😂😎💅💁
@kimberlyhansen6754
Lil Kim and missy are 🔥!! Much love!!!
@LiGhTersUpP420
The Queen MUTHA Fuhkin BeeOOTCHES 👑 👑
@Reneica1
Lil Kim & Missy 👑🐐
@sweetcase9630
CONGRATULATIONS DR. #MISSYELLIOTT ON THE 20TH ANNIVERSARY OF DAYS REAL WORLD!!! 👑👑👑👑
@librasquad9782
I have always n will always LOVE 👑 QUEEN B, MAN LIL KIM IS DEF IN MY TOP 5
@INEEDUTOWAKETHEFUP
This has always been one of my favourites... but its sooooo short.. i kno its an interlude but dammn... cuda listened to that a few minutes longer lol
@ekzoX0
INEEDUTOWAKEUP
If you can get the cassette version its the last song on side A. You can hear a few seconds of the 2nd verse. On cd or mp3 it just overlaps to the next song “Stickin chickens”
But on cassette it fades out and I can hear her say
“He was chillin by the Bar...”
There is a longer version somewhere out there and I been searching since I was a kid. Maybe Questlove got a copy somewhere stashed.