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Hit 'Em Wit' Da Hee letra


Missy (B.I.G.), uh (haha)
Yeah, I like that

Uh, it's the Q to the B to the double-E spittin' lovely
And it don't stop
Rocks shine through my tank top
Where your bank stop, I deposit all in one drop (ha)
Think not—excuse me, but, uh, I like to flow
'Cause this joint knock harder then any Captain
I be off the wall like The Lox, nightbox filled with Benjamins (whew)
Me 'n my girl Missy gettin' pissy up in Bennigan's
Makin' all you otha' rappers begin again, like Finnegan
Christians repent, then sin again (whew)?
Girls, wanna be my friend again?
Lay up in my crib open, get up in my linens 'n—
While Misdemeanor hit notes like Serafina
I subpeona you to my funk-room, see?
I hit you wit' da haa, she hit you wit' da hee

You're not good enough to satisfy me (uh-huh, ya can't satisfy me)
Even with ya' cars and all the fly whips, I won't trip (uh)
'Cause I got many guys that wanna buy me (uh-huh) –
Fresh cuts for my wrists to keep me hooked, smooth, out and dip
I keep hittin'–

I hit 'em wit' da hee (I hit 'em wit' da hee)
Hit 'em wit' da hee
I hit 'em wit' da haa (this one's for you and me]
This for you 'n me, play it in your car (play it in your car)

Just 'cause you cash a check and put in in the bank (uh-huh)
That don't make me want to go-out and sleep with you (nah, nah)
I got my own ride, and gas in the tank (uh-huh)
Thanks, but no thanks, I won't be needin' you (I keep hittin'–)

I hit 'em wit' da hee (I hit 'em wit' da hee)
Hit 'em wit' da hee
I hit 'em wit' da haa (this one's for you and me)
This for you 'n me (for you 'n me), play it in your car

Uh, yo, uh, yo, it be me, M-O, on the M-I-C
Reppin' NYC, the true VIP
And I can't see nobody who can come this real
Get it done this real, gettin' love this real
And nigga's lo' dis feel, gimme' a Dutch to peel
Mocha takin' over 'cause I'm so ill
Got used to talkin' shit, they not witnessin' it
And while I'm spittin' like this, check what I'm hittin' 'em wit'

Hee, haa, hee, haa
Hee, haa (I hit 'em wit' da haa)
Hee, haa, hee, haa
Hee, haa, hee, haa (I hit 'em with' da hee)

I hit 'em wit' da hee (I hit 'em wit' da hee)
Hit 'em wit' da hee
I hit 'em wit' da haa (this one's for you and me]
This for you 'n me, play it in your car (play it in your car)

Sometimes, I feel like doin' a beat
Sometimes, I don't (uh-huh, uh, uh)
Sometimes, I feel like movin' my feet
Sometimes, I won't (what? Uh, huh)
Sometimes, I feel like doin' a beat
Sometimes, I don't (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Sometimes, we make you move ya feet
Sometimes, we don't (yo, yo, yo, yo) (Misdemeanor)

I'm comin' around the corna', corna'
You think you tough?
Well, let me see what ya wanna, wanna
'Cause on the mic, I get it hot, like Daytona, don't I?
I get the party jumpin' from 5 in tha' mo'nin'
You wanna bumble wit' da Bee? Then let me see, call her
You wanna be a big balla, big spenda'? Holla
I get the feelin' that you trynna' impress me
One, two, one, three, hit you wit' da hee
Hee, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee

Sometimes, I feel like doin' a beat
Sometimes, I don't (what? Uh-huh)
Sometimes, we feel like movin' my feet
Sometimes, we won't (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Sometimes, I feel like doin' a beat
Sometimes, I don't (uh, uh. Uh, uh)
Sometimes, we make you move ya feet
Sometimes, we won't (what?) (Uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh)

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