They Don't Wanna F** Wit Me
Missy Elliott Lyrics


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[Missy]
Damn, he he he
Timbaland, we bout to lace em one mo time
Uh huh, say what?
He he he he, damn he he
Timbaland, he he, yeah
We bout to lace em one mo time
Alright, yeah , ooh

[Missy]
The M-I to the S-S
They put that on my chest
My car's the way that I flex
And people say I'm dope as fuck
They say I'm just too fly
I make em wanna get high
They want a piece of this pie
But I'm just too damn chill for them
No way I flip my shit
It feels like a good hit
And even if you buy it
Nigga, you can't get smoking in this hay
Nigga, what you got to say...

[Timbaland]
We ridin through your hood (hood)
With a dollar dank (dank)
And a S-L-K (what), and a 348, what 9 (uh)
Two bad niggas, from the big VA(bay-ay)
Twelve blunts a day (what)
Chillin on the other side of the bay (bay)
Who y'all think y'all is (is)
Trying to get with Mis (Mis)
You trying to dis
You think you can beat us, shit (shit)
Free them ill 1 to 12
She's in a Benz
Free them ill creators
Just, I'm a friend, what (what)

[Missy]
I come back into my flow
My people just don't know
They hate the way that I hee
They hate the way that I hee-haw
Cuz I got too much doe
You know my steelo
So what you come here fo
See, you don't wanna fuck wit me
Get it off your chest
You know who's the best
See, there's no other yes
That can get down like Missy
So hit you off like this
And you be the witness
That I'm a sure gets dick
Nigga what, nigga what, nigga what, nigga what, a-heh

[Missy]
Hey, yo Timbaland
Yo, I'm a just (sue)
Dance a little bit
You don't mind if I get my boogie on do you?
He he, yeah, know what I'm saying?
We don't gotta rhyme through the whole track
The track is banging by its self
Know what I'm saying?
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah
They don't want
To fuck with me
They don't want [Repeat: x5]
Ooh, ooh, to fuck with me
Wanna fuck with me
They don't want [Repeat: x3]
Oh, oh, oh, to fuck with me
No they don't
They don't wanna
They don't want




No, no, no
To fuck with me

Overall Meaning

"They Don't Wanna F** Wit Me" is a Missy Elliott's song from the year 2002, and it was produced by Timbaland. The song's lyrics introduce listeners to Missy Elliott's persona, which exudes self-confidence and an unapologetic attitude. With a chest full of M-I- S-S, the rapper makes her position known to her fans and haters alike.


Missy Elliott asserts herself in the song as an accomplished artist who has earned her right to brag about her wealth and talents. She describes her lifestyle as she flexes with her car and lifestyle, earning the respect of those who find her dope as f**k. Her fans want to experience the high life. However, Missy acknowledges that not everyone can handle her chill persona and approach to life.


As the song progresses, Timbaland adds his rap verse, reinforcing Missy's claims of being from the bad side of Virginia. He, too, has established himself as a creative who cannot be beaten. Both artists challenge anyone trying to get with Mis, expressing their allegiance to their neighborhood, crew, and creativity.


The chorus details why haters do not want to f** with Missy or Timbaland, highlighting their confidence and self-assuredness. The song ends with Missy's invitation to dance, which one can interpret as a continuation of her self-expression.


Line by Line Meaning

The M-I to the S-S
Missy's name spelled out


They put that on my chest
She has her name on her chest


My car's the way that I flex
She shows off her wealth with her car


And people say I'm dope as fuck
People admire and respect her


They say I'm just too fly
She is stylish and confident


I make em wanna get high
People are attracted to her coolness


They want a piece of this pie
People want to be part of her success


But I'm just too damn chill for them
She is too relaxed and cool for them


No way I flip my shit
She doesn't get angry or upset


It feels like a good hit
She feels it's a great accomplishment


And even if you buy it
Even if you try to imitate her


Nigga, you can't get smoking in this hay
You can't catch up to her level of success


Nigga, what you got to say...
What do you have to say about that?


We ridin through your hood (hood)
They are driving through the neighborhood


With a dollar dank (dank)
They have marijuana with them


And a S-L-K (what), and a 348, what 9 (uh)
They have two fancy cars


Two bad niggas, from the big VA(bay-ay)
They are tough guys from Virginia


Twelve blunts a day (what)
They smoke a lot of marijuana


Chillin on the other side of the bay (bay)
They are relaxing by the water


Who y'all think y'all is (is)
Who do you think you are?


Trying to get with Mis (Mis)
Trying to get with Missy Elliott


You trying to dis
You are trying to disrespect her


You think you can beat us, shit (shit)
You think you can win against us?


Free them ill 1 to 12
Free all the talented people


She's in a Benz
She has a nice car


Free them ill creators
Free all the creative people


Just, I'm a friend, what (what)
I am just her friend


I come back into my flow
She returns to her rhythm


My people just don't know
Her fans don't understand her


They hate the way that I hee
They hate the way she laughs (signature sound)


They hate the way that I hee-haw
They hate her unique style


Cuz I got too much doe
Because she has too much money


You know my steelo
You know her style


So what you come here fo
Why are you here?


See, you don't wanna fuck wit me
You don't want to mess with her


Get it off your chest
Say what you want to say


You know who's the best
She is the best


See, there's no other yes
She is unmatched


That can get down like Missy
That can perform as well as Missy


So hit you off like this
She is about to perform


And you be the witness
You will see for yourself


That I'm a sure gets dick
That she is very talented


Nigga what, nigga what, nigga what, nigga what, a-heh
A signature phrase for emphasis and attitude


Hey, yo Timbaland
Addressing Timbaland


Yo, I'm a just (sue)
She is just dancing


Dance a little bit
She wants to dance


You don't mind if I get my boogie on do you?
She is asking permission to dance


We don't gotta rhyme through the whole track
They don't need to rap the whole song


The track is banging by its self
The beat is good enough on its own


They don't want
They don't want to


To fuck with me
To mess with her


Wanna fuck with me
Want to mess with her


Oh, oh, oh, to fuck with me
Oh, oh, oh, to mess with her


No they don't
They really don't


They don't wanna
They really don't want to


No, no, no
Absolutely not


To fuck with me
To mess with her




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: TIMOTHY MOSLEY, MISSY ELLIOTT

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