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.
Dog in Heat
Missy Elliott Lyrics
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Funk (funk), mmm (mmm)
Yo, gimme that funk (funk)
Oh yeah, baby, gimme that funk
Sho' nuff, that funk (funk)
Yo, yo
Beware of the dogs, off the chain
Blow it up ten frames so you see it wide
If your broad ain't fucking, she don't need to ride (beat it)
She can crawl in the trunk with her knees inside
By the spare, she hungry, I'll feed her fries
'Cause I'm a dog nigga (roof), shot-call nigga
My shotgun talk with a lecture hall scripture
Applaud, bitch, shake that ass
I get you drunk and high and duct tape that ass fast
Then leave you on your daddy front lawn (ding-dong)
With your hair all fucked up, with one pump on
Get stomped on, I take the money and run
I'm a dog, shit I fuck right in front of your son
If you ain't got Missy and Meth
Want me to spit the hot shit for you? Nigga, write your check
When you come home from work, I'm gon' make you do more work
Pour some wine in the cup, sip-sippin' on sizzurp
Oh, now we gon' make love to an end, yeah
Slide, wanna take a ride?
When you with me, oh so right, tell them boys, "not tonight"
Say you chilling wit' your bitch
And this is one you don't wanna miss
Uh, 'cause this love right here is on fire (fire)
Slide, wanna take a ride? (I love)
I love it, boy, when you play this song
Dead wrong, you know this record be turning me on (turning me on)
You keep me growling like a dog in heat
Hey, woadie, put it down, make me sleep for weeks (I love, yeah)
I love it, boy, when you play this song
Dead wrong, you know this record be turning me on (turning me on)
You keep me growling like a dog in heat
Hey, woadie, put it down, make me sleep for weeks (uh, uh)
You on the block, laying low, from the cops laying low
When you done, let me know, 'cause my love make you be like, "whoa"
Uh, 'cause I got your mind in the trenches
Slide, let's take a ride
Baby, come give me some
Hey woadie, ain't no other one
Can shine on my life and make me want to stay the night
Mmm, 'cause you put butterflies in my stomach
Slide, baby, won't you slide? (I love)
I love it, boy, when you play this song
Dead wrong, you know this record be turning me on (turning me on)
You keep me growling like a dog in heat
Hey, woadie, put it down, make me sleep for weeks (I love, yeah)
I love it, boy, when you play this song
Dead wrong, you know this record be turning me on (turning me on)
You keep me growling like a dog in heat
Hey, woadie, put it down, make me sleep for weeks (uh, uh)
Yo, yo, I wanna gangsta boogie with my gangsta bitch
Love it when the pussy talk back thanks to dick
All my dogs (roof), playing the wall, get at these broads
You ain't got no ass at all, we ain't fucking wit' y'all
I'm not your smooth lovin', see me at Casbah thuggin'
Hands where your Stove Top be stuffing
Never catch Tical hand-cuffin', I'm in your party puffin'
Smelling like that Wu-Tang production
Cousin tried to tell me pussy come a dime a dozen (uh)
And when it come around I'll beat it down like percussion
Missy come and get me, I'm bout to call Doc
We can all meet up at Peanut's, I heard it was the spot
Somebody roll the weed up, push the car lighter, kick your feet up
Saturday Night, who got the fever?
Brought the flavor of Indonesia
Puff, puff, give-type procedures
And this joint bumping out your speakers (I love)
I love it, boy, when you play this song
Dead wrong, you know this record be turning me on (turning me on)
You keep me growling like a dog in heat
Hey, woadie, put it down, make me sleep for weeks (I love, yeah)
I love it, boy, when you play this song
Dead wrong, you know this record be turning me on (turning me on)
You keep me growling like a dog in heat
Hey, woadie, put it down, make me sleep for weeks
I'm gonna take you high to the top (hey)
And let your body not reject me, babe
I'm gon' make you really love me
I'm gonna make you scream, "don't stop" (ayy)
But you must first respect this lady (uh)
You must respect this lady (uh)
The song "Dog in Heat" by Missy Elliott is an upbeat and sexually charged track that features the rapper expressing her desire for a man who can satisfy her desires. The lyrics of the song start with Missy asking for the "funk," which refers to the groove and rhythm that she wants to hear in the music. As the song progresses, she talks about being a "dog in heat," which references her sexual appetite that needs to be satisfied.
In the chorus of the song, Missy talks about how she loves it when the song is played and how it turns her on because the record keeps her "growling like a dog in heat." She is asking her man to put it down and make her sleep for weeks, which implies that she wants him to fulfill her desires and make her feel like she has never felt before.
The verse of the song features rapper Method Man, who talks about wanting to gangsta boogie with his gangsta bitch and how he loves it when the pussy talks back thanks to dick. The verse also has Missy talking about her love for weed and how she is going to call Doc so they can all meet up at Peanut's, which is a popular spot. The verse also has Method Man saying that when pussy comes around, he will beat it down like percussion.
Overall, the song "Dog in Heat" is a sexually charged track that talks about the desires of a woman who wants a man to satisfy her appetite for pleasure.
Line by Line Meaning
Gimme that funk, mmm (mmm)
I want that rhythm and soul music
Funk (funk), mmm (mmm)
I want to hear that funk music
Yo, gimme that funk (funk)
Give me that funky music
Oh yeah, baby, gimme that funk
Give me that funky music
Sho' nuff, that funk (funk)
That's some real funk music
Yo, yo
Hey, listen up
Beware of the dogs, off the chain
Be careful of my crew; they're wild and uncontrollable
Fuck your whips, at the club, we piss in the parking lanes
We don't care about your cars; we'll even pee on them outside the club
Blow it up ten frames so you see it wide
I want you to see this clearly; it's important
If your broad ain't fucking, she don't need to ride (beat it)
If your girl isn't interested in sex, she shouldn't be with us
She can crawl in the trunk with her knees inside
She can fit in the car trunk if she wants to be with us
By the spare, she hungry, I'll feed her fries
She's hungry, I'll give her some fries
'Cause I'm a dog nigga (roof), shot-call nigga
I'm like a dog; I like sex and I'm in charge
My shotgun talk with a lecture hall scripture
My speech is powerful and persuasive
Applaud, bitch, shake that ass
Dance and get excited
I get you drunk and high and duct tape that ass fast
I'll make you drunk and high, and then tie you up quickly
Then leave you on your daddy front lawn (ding-dong)
I'll leave you outside your house, probably embarrassed
With your hair all fucked up, with one pump on
Your hair will be messy, with only one shoe on
Get stomped on, I take the money and run
I'll steal from you and escape
I'm a dog, shit I fuck right in front of your son
I'm like a dog; I'll have sex in front of your child
If you ain't got Missy and Meth
If you don't have Missy Elliott and Method Man's music
Want me to spit the hot shit for you? Nigga, write your check
If you want me to perform for you, you need to pay me
When you come home from work, I'm gon' make you do more work
When you come home, I'll make you have sex with me
Pour some wine in the cup, sip-sippin' on sizzurp
Let's drink some wine and cough syrup
Oh, now we gon' make love to an end, yeah
We're going to have sex until we can't anymore
Slide, wanna take a ride?
Do you want to go for a ride?
When you with me, oh so right, tell them boys, "not tonight"
When you're with me, everything is perfect; don't pay attention to anyone else
Say you chilling wit' your bitch
Say you're hanging out with your girl
And this is one you don't wanna miss
This is something you don't want to miss
Uh, 'cause this love right here is on fire (fire)
This kind of love is intense and passionate
I love it, boy, when you play this song
I love it when you play this song
Dead wrong, you know this record be turning me on (turning me on)
You know this song is sexually arousing for me
You keep me growling like a dog in heat
You keep me sexually excited like a dog in heat
Hey, woadie, put it down, make me sleep for weeks (I love, yeah)
Hey, man, have sex with me so good that I'll sleep for days
You on the block, laying low, from the cops laying low
You're staying hidden and avoiding the police
When you done, let me know, 'cause my love make you be like, "whoa"
When you're finished, tell me, because my love will make you amazed
Uh, 'cause I got your mind in the trenches
I have your full attention and interest
Slide, let's take a ride
Let's go for a ride
Baby, come give me some
Come have sex with me
Hey woadie, ain't no other one
Hey man, there's no one else like you
Can shine on my life and make me want to stay the night
You make me happy and want to spend time with you
Mmm, 'cause you put butterflies in my stomach
You make me feel so excited and happy
Slide, baby, won't you slide? (I love)
Come on, let's go for a ride
Yo, yo, I wanna gangsta boogie with my gangsta bitch
I want to dance with my tough, cool girlfriend
Love it when the pussy talk back thanks to dick
I like it when my partner is vocal during sex
All my dogs (roof), playing the wall, get at these broads
My friends and I are hanging out and trying to pick up women
You ain't got no ass at all, we ain't fucking wit' y'all
You don't have a nice butt; we're not interested in you
I'm not your smooth lovin', see me at Casbah thuggin'
I'm not a suave, romantic guy; I'm more of a tough guy
Hands where your Stove Top be stuffing
Keep your hands where I can see them
Never catch Tical hand-cuffin', I'm in your party puffin'
You'll never find me in trouble with the police; I'm at your party smoking
Smelling like that Wu-Tang production
I smell like weed, like a member of the Wu-Tang Clan
Cousin tried to tell me pussy come a dime a dozen (uh)
Someone tried to tell me that women are easy to find
And when it come around I'll beat it down like percussion
When I have the chance, I will have sex with women like I'm playing drums
Missy come and get me, I'm bout to call Doc
Missy Elliott, come pick me up; I'm about to call my doctor
We can all meet up at Peanut's, I heard it was the spot
Let's all go to Peanut's; I heard it's a good place to go
Somebody roll the weed up, push the car lighter, kick your feet up
Let's smoke weed, light up the car lighter, and relax
Saturday Night, who got the fever?
Who's excited and ready to party on a Saturday night?
Brought the flavor of Indonesia
I brought an exotic, foreign vibe
Puff, puff, give-type procedures
Let's pass the weed around according to the 'puff, puff, give' rule
And this joint bumping out your speakers (I love)
This song is playing out of your speakers and I love it
Hey, woadie, put it down, make me sleep for weeks
Hey, man, let's have sex so good that I'll sleep for days
I'm gonna take you high to the top (hey)
I'm going to make you feel amazing
And let your body not reject me, babe
I hope you'll enjoy having sex with me
I'm gon' make you really love me
I'm going to make you love me a lot
I'm gonna make you scream, "don't stop" (ayy)
I'm going to make you moan and not want me to stop
But you must first respect this lady (uh)
You need to treat me with respect as a woman
You must respect this lady (uh)
You need to treat me with respect as a woman
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Timothy Mosley, Reggie Noble, Clifford Smith, Missy Elliott
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
J X
As a kid listening to this album I always wondered what those spiky metal balls in the background were supposed to be....now I realize they're underwater mines/bombs. Cause Missy's music is "Explosive".
Miguel Azenha
It has always made me remind of the AIDS syndrome.. 😅
Or maybe I was too obsessed of it in those years.
Killerleve TV
Me too lol I remember my mom use to play this album out
randomitis89
Method, Red and Missy together! This is what I needed!🔥🔥🔥
Fred Tappa
This song this sound was stolen by her. it is not a sound that belongs to him.
YelowMello
For real!
Kat Kov
We’ve missed you MISSY!
😘😘😘
YOMAYRA ESPINAL
Cuando salió está producción quedé enamorada de ella compré un CD aún sin saber nada de inglés la escuchaba noche y día en mi casa en el carro 20 años después la sigo escuchando Missy Elliott te envío un abrazo grande de una Dominicana 🇩🇴 que siempre le a gustado tu música.
Grapes
Love Missy.
She never disappoints.
Ris Siryl
Fire 🔥 love it🤙🏼