Gossip Folks
Missy Elliott Lyrics


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Yo, yo, move out of the way
We got Missy Elliott coming through
Girl, that is Missy Elliott (yes), she lost a lot of weight
I heard she eat one cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three zebras and a monkey
I can't stand the bitch no way (ooh-ooh)

When I walk up in the piece
I ain't gotta even speak
I'm a bad mamajama
Goddammit, motherfucker, you ain't gotta like me
How you stuntin' these hoes?
Need to talk what you know
And stop talkin' 'bout who I'm sticking and licking
Just mad it ain't yours
I know y'all poor, y'all broke
Y'all job just hanging up clothes
Step to me, get burnt like toast
Mothafuckas, adios, amigos
Hop, hop, pose, pose
I don't brag, I mostly boast
From the VA to the LA coast
Izzo kizzay, lezzy goh

Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
Hilzzoo?
My gizzirl
Brillzing her izzin
Izzo kizzay?
Izzall rizzight
Izzo kizzy?
Izzall rizzight
Nizzow wizzee wilzzo-izzo-zee

When I pull up in my whip
Bitches wanna talk shit
I'm driving, I'm glad and I'm styling
And these mothafuckers ask, "Did you see it?"
I'm gripping these curbs
Skrrt, did ya heard?
High leathers, my feathers, my furs, ah
I fly like a bird (oh)
Chickenheads on the prowl (prowl)
Who you tryna f- now? (Now)
Now you ain't getting loud
Better calm down 'fore I smack your ass down (uh-huh)
I need my drum, bass, high hats
I need my snare, strings horn, yes
I need my Timb' sound, right, left
Izzo kizzay, looky here

Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
Hilzzoo?
My gizzirl
Brillzing her izzin
Izzo kizzay?
Izzall rizzight
Izzo kizzy?
Izzall rizzight
Nizzow wizzee wilzzo-izzo-zee

I don't go out my house, shorty
You just waiting to see
Who I'm gon' roll up in the club with, then report that next week (uh)
Just wanna see who I am or
Sniffing some coke
I know by the time I finish this line
I'ma hear this (yeah) on the radio

Uh, huh, okay
Once upon a time in College Park
Where they live life fast and they scared of dark
There was a little nigga by the name of Chris
Nobody paid him any mind, no one gave a shit (ahh)
Knowing he could rap, no one lent a hand
So he went about his business and devised a plan
Made a CD then he hit the block
Fifty thousand sold, seven dollars a pop
Hold the phone, uh, three years later
Stepped out the swamp in ten and a half 'gators
Now, all around the world on the microphone
He leave the booth smelling like Burberry cologne
Still riding chrome
Got bitches in the kitchen, never home alone
And he's on the grind
Please, let me know if he's on your mind
And respect, you'll give me
Ludacris, I live loud like Timmy (uh)
Had to clear these rumors
I got a headache and it's not a tumor
Get up on my lap, get my head tucked tight
Sprayed so I never let the bedbugs bite
I'm hard to the core, core to the rotten
You jump down, turn around, pick a bale of cotton, yeah

Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
Hilzzoo?
My gizzirl
Brillzing her izzin
Izzo kizzay?
Izzall rizzight
Izzo kizzy?
Izzall rizzight
Nizzow wizzee wilzzo-izzo-zee

Yo, straight up Missy killed that shit tonight for real
Ooh, I know, I know
I don't really care about her being pregnant by Michael Jackson (no)
You know what we should do?
We should go get her album when it come out
There she go, there she go, there she
Hi, Missy

Hi, Missy?
What's up fools?
You think I ain't knowin' yall broke, Milli Vanilli
J.J. Fad wannabes ain't over here gossiping 'bout me?
Yo, how 'bout you buff these Pumas for twenty cents
So your lights won't get cut off
Ya soggy breasts, cow stomachs
Yo, take them baby GAP shirts off too
You just mad 'cause Payless ran out of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo, by the way, go get my album
Damn

Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
Hilzzoo?




My gizzirl
Brillzing her izzin

Overall Meaning

The song "Gossip Folks" by Missy Elliott is about confronting people who talk negatively about her behind her back. In the first verse, rumors spread about Missy Elliott's personal life, and she responds by saying that people just need to focus on themselves instead of spreading gossip. In the chorus, Missy Elliott asserts her dominance and confidence, declaring that she doesn't need anyone's approval. In the second verse, Missy Elliott talks about her success and the envy it often brings, leading people to talk about her in a negative way. She lets listeners know that she is not afraid to confront these people and defend herself.


Additionally, towards the end of the song, there is a spoken word section where Ludacris clears up some rumors surrounding himself. He then proceeds to go on a rant about his greatness and success, much like Missy does in the rest of the song.


Overall, "Gossip Folks" is a fun, confident track that emphasizes the importance of focusing on oneself and not getting caught up in the negative opinions of others.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo, yo yo move out of the way
Attention please, move out of my way


We got Missy Elliott coming through
The famous Missy Elliott is coming through


Girl, that is Missy Elliott, she lost a lot of weight
The girl is Missy Elliott, who has lost a significant amount of weight


I heard she eat one cracker a day (what)
I have heard that Missy Elliott only eats one cracker per day


Girl, well I heard the bitch was married to Tim
The girl says she heard that Missy Elliott was once married to Tim


And started fucking with Trina
She then claims that Missy Elliott had a relationship with Trina


Well, I heard the bitch got hit with three zebras and a monkey
As the gossip continues, she heard that Missy was attacked by multiple animals


I can't stand the bitch no way (ooh ooh)
She really dislikes Missy and can't hide it


When I walk up in the piece (ah)
Whenever I enter the venue


I ain't gotta even speak (ah)
I don't even have to say a word


I'm a bad mamajama, goddammit, motherfucker, you ain't gotta like me (ah)
I'm really cool, you don't have to like me though


How you stuntin' these hoes (ah)
What are you saying about me to impress these women?


Need to talk, what you know (ah)
If you have something to say, say it now


And stop talkin' 'bout who I'm sticking and licking, just mad it ain't yours
Stop talking about who I'm sleeping with, you're just upset because it's not you


I know ya'll poor, ya'll broke
I am aware that you are all poor and struggling financially


Ya'll job just hanging up clothes
Your job is likely just to hang up clothes


Step to me, get burnt like toast
Approach me and you will get destroyed


Mothafuckas, adios amigos
Goodbye, losers


Halves halves wholes wholes
This line does not seem to have any clear meaning.


I don't brag, I mostly boast (ah)
I don't really brag, I mostly boast


From the VA to the LA coast (ah)
From Virginia to Los Angeles, California


Izzo kizzay, lezzy goh
It's okay, let's go


Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
This line does not seem to have any clear meaning.


Hilzzoo?
Pardon?


My gizzirl
My girl


Brillzing her izzin
Greeting her or addressing her


Izzo kizzay
It is okay


Izzall rizzight
It's all right


Izzo kizzy
It's okay


Nizzow wizzee wilzzo izzo zee
Now we will see what it is


When I pull up in my whip (ah)
When I arrive in my car


Bitches wanna talk shit (ah)
People want to say bad things about me


I'm driving, I'm glad and I'm styling
I'm driving, feeling great, and looking stylish


And these mothafuckers ask, "Did you see it?" (ooh)
People ask me if I saw something


I'm gripping these curbs (ah)
I'm taking these turns really well while driving


Skrrt, did ya heard?
Skrt, did you hear that?


High leathers, my feathers, my furs (ah)
Wearing high quality leather, feather, and fur garments


I fly like a bird (oh)
I feel like I can fly like a bird


Chicken heads on the prowl (prowl)
Women looking for men to attract like chickens


Who you tryna f- now? (now)
Who are you trying to have sex with now?


Now you ain't getting loud
Now you're not so talkative


Better calm down 'fore I smack your ass down (uh huh)
You better relax before I fight you


I need my drum, bass, high hats (ah)
I need my music to have drums, bass, and high hats


I need my snare, strings horns, yes (ah)
I need my music to have snare, strings, and horns


I need my Tim sound
I need my music to have the sound that Timbaland creates


Right, left (ah)
Right, left


Izzo kizzay, looky here
It's okay, look at this


I don't go out my house, shorty
I don't really leave my house


You just waiting to see
You're just waiting to see something out of curiosity


Who I'm gon' roll up in the club with, then report that next week (uh oh)
Who I'm going to the club with and you'll report on it next week


Just wanna see who I am, boy
You just want to see who I am


Sniffing some coke (ah)
Trying to insinuate that I use cocaine


I know by the time I finish this line, I'ma hear this on the radio
I know that by the time I finish saying this, it will play on the radio


Yeah, uh huh, okay
Affirmative, understood


Once upon a time in College Park (ooh)
A story begins in College Park


Where they live life fast and they scared of the dark (ooh)
Where they live life quickly and fear the dark


There was a little nigga by the name of Chris (ooh)
There was a young man named Chris


Nobody paid him any mind, no one gave a shit (aah)
Nobody cared about him, no one paid attention to him


Knowing he could rap, no one lifted a hand (ooh)
Although he knew how to rap, he received no support


So he went about his business and devised a plan (ooh)
So he went his own way and came up with a plan


Made a CD and then he hit the block (ooh)
He made a CD and then sold it around the area


Fifty thousand sold, seven dollars a pop (ooh)
He sold 50,000 copies at seven dollars each


Hold the phone, three years later (ooh)
Wait a moment, three years later


Stepped out the swamp in ten and a half 'gators (ooh)
He came out of nowhere, wearing expensive alligator skin shoes


Now, all around the world on the microphone (ooh)
Now he is performing all around the world


He leave the booth smelling like Burberry cologne
He exits the booth smelling like expensive cologne


Still riding chrome (ooh)
Still driving a shiny car with chrome details


Got bitches in the kitchen, never home alone (ooh)
Always has women around him, never alone


And he's on the grind (ooh)
He is working hard day and night


Please, let me know if he's on your mind (ooh)
Please let me know if you are thinking about him


And respect, you'll give me (ooh)
And you will give me respect


Ludacris, I live loud like Timmy (uh)
Ludacris lives loud like his producer, Timbaland


Had to clear these rumors (ooh)
I had to clear up some rumors


I got a headache and it's not a tumor (ooh)
I have a headache, but it's not a tumor


Get up on my lap and get my head sucked tight (ooh)
Get on my lap and give me a head massage


Sprayed so I never let the bed bugs bite (aah)
I sprayed my bed so I won't get bitten by bed bugs


I'm hard to the core, core to the rotten
I am extremely tough and resilient


You jump down, turn around, pick a bale of cotton (yeah)(ooh)
A reference to slavery and the harsh physical labor involved


Yo, straight up Missy killed that shit tonight for real
Missy Elliott performed really well tonight


I know, I know
I understand


I don't really care about her being pregnant by Michael Jackson (no)
I'm not concerned about whether or not Missy is pregnant by Michael Jackson (an unlikely scenario)


You know what we should do?
Do you know what we should do?


We should go get her album when it come out
We should buy Missy's album when it's released


There she go, there she go, there she
There she is, there she is


Hi Missy
Greetings, Missy


Hi Missy?
Does anyone know Missy?


What's up fools?
What are you all doing?


You think I ain't knowin' yall broke, Milli Vanilli
You think I didn't know you were broke, like Milli Vanilli?


J.J. Fad wannabes ain't over here gossiping 'bout me?
Like J.J. Fad wannabes, you come over here and gossip about me?


Yo, how 'bout you buff these Pumas for twenty cents
How about you shine my Puma sneakers for twenty cents?


So your lights won't get cut off
So your electricity won't get disconnected


Ya soggy breasts, cow stomachs
You have saggy breasts and a large stomach


Yo, take those baby GAP shirts off, too
Take off those child-sized GAP shirts, too


You just mad cuz Payless ran out of plastic pumps for the after party
You're upset because Payless has run out of plastic pumps for tonight's party


Yo, by the way, go get my album
By the way, go get my album


Damn
Wow




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, SUPERMARKET MUSIC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: William A Bloom, Christopher Brian Bridges, Melissa A Elliott, Timothy Z Mosley, Franklyn Smith

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@emercycrite

"I don't brag, I mostly boast." WORD

@briandooley5048

My favorite part

@ahhwe-any7434

I always thought she was saying pose ("front") too. Like I dont brag bc ppl start getting weird. I pose bc im trying to dodge sh., here. Which I could brag but I guess ud hate me for no reason. But I could go through my levels of humbleness depending on how much u test me & the less u know, the better I'm off. 😅 she at least says piece, right? Or is that sarcasm in peace. Or a small petty... fraction of the entire universe? Bc sometimes my humor be dry.

@shaunb7003

🙌🏾🙌🏾

@dorothyhoward6089

​@@briandooley5048😮

@Lynn-wi7hq

Best line.

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@randyh.7782

Missy Elliott, Busta Rhymes, Outkast, Eminem and Ludacris have the most entertaining music videos in Hip-Hop history.

@nicolefunderburg2325

Nyah Crawford

@kehinderowland6232

Yesss
wish they were all still like this

@BigWilt2000

+Randy H. That's because Missy, Busta, Kast, Em and Luda are legends

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