Missy Elliott, Monica, Laiyah - Code Red lyrics
Monica [Monica Brown/Arnold] College Park, Georgia, U.S.
[Missy Elliott, Monica, Laiyah - Code Red lyrics]
(Oh ah ah) is that what you wanted?
(Nuh uh) mommy in the booth, I'm singin'
(I'm here, mommy) you've been a good girl?
(Uh, no) no? Say new Monica
(New Monica) say code red right here
(Code red right here) code red right here
(Code red! Mommy) what?
(Code red right here)
I does what I does, do what I do
Your hustle the same to me
Here's something new
We tired of that junk that
You sing in the booth you know we the truth
Let me give you this proof
Call 911, better ring the alarm
When this come on
They be droppin' them bombs
We tired of hearin' them same old five songs
Man, I've just been wanting to
Turn that ish off
I swear the game might be over
Somebody give them some Folger's
'Cause you can't be sleepin' on Mono
And you can't see me with no photo
I'm tryna change up the world
I'm focused on my baby girl
And even though she only one
She know you ain't talkin' about nothin'
It's like we've gotten away, oh
It's like we're scared to take a chance
I'ma let you know
If you think that shit really hot
I don't got feelin's for that
When that shit dropped, I forgot
My mind is way over there
Code red right here
(Code red right here) , right here
Right here (Right here, right here)
Code red right here
(Code red right here) , right here
Right here turn off the radio, damn right
We don't wanna hear real shit no mo'
Turn off the radio, damn right
We don't wanna hear real shit no mo'
Shit no mo', shit no mo', shit no mo'
Shit no mo' turn off the radio
I really wanna hear real shit
You're tryin' so hard to cross over
And just end up gettin' looked over
The label ain't reachin' they quotas
And we all know money's the motive
Don't like that, don't be that
Don't sound like like a state of emergency
Hold up
It's like we've gotten away, oh
It's like we're scared to take a chance
I'ma let you know
If you think that shit really hot
I don't got feelin's for that
When that shit dropped, I forgot
This is code red
We takin' risks, we ain't scared
We makin' hit's after hit's, better play it
Yeah, we got hit's stackin' over your head
We so creative
(Creative) , we versatile (Tile)
This shit go hard, 808 drum hit that ground
M-O-N-I To The-C-O tell the DJ hit replay
Rewind two times, DJ
Turn it up like it's your birthday
You dip? We dip! You dip? We dip!
You dip? We dip! Oh, go head get lit
Dip, dip, dip dip, dip, dip
Dip, dip, dip code red in this bitch
It's like we've gotten away, oh
It's like we're scared to take a chance
I'ma let you know
If you think that shit really hot
I don't got feelin's for that
When that shit dropped, I forgot
My mind is way over there
Code red right here
(Code red right here) , right here
Right here (Right here, right here)
Code red right here
(Code red right here) , right here
Right here turn off the radio, damn right
We don't wanna hear real shit no mo'
Turn off the radio, damn right
We don't wanna hear real shit no mo'
Shit no mo', shit no mo', shit no mo'
Shit no mo' turn off the radio
I really wanna hear real shit
You dip? We dip! You dip? We dip!
You dip? We dip! Oh, go head get lit
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh
Huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh
(Nuh uh) mommy in the booth, I'm singin'
(I'm here, mommy) you've been a good girl?
(Uh, no) no? Say new Monica
(New Monica) say code red right here
(Code red right here) code red right here
(Code red! Mommy) what?
(Code red right here)
I does what I does, do what I do
Your hustle the same to me
Here's something new
We tired of that junk that
You sing in the booth you know we the truth
Let me give you this proof
Call 911, better ring the alarm
When this come on
They be droppin' them bombs
We tired of hearin' them same old five songs
Man, I've just been wanting to
Turn that ish off
I swear the game might be over
Somebody give them some Folger's
'Cause you can't be sleepin' on Mono
And you can't see me with no photo
I'm tryna change up the world
I'm focused on my baby girl
And even though she only one
She know you ain't talkin' about nothin'
It's like we've gotten away, oh
It's like we're scared to take a chance
I'ma let you know
If you think that shit really hot
I don't got feelin's for that
When that shit dropped, I forgot
My mind is way over there
Code red right here
(Code red right here) , right here
Right here (Right here, right here)
Code red right here
(Code red right here) , right here
Right here turn off the radio, damn right
We don't wanna hear real shit no mo'
Turn off the radio, damn right
We don't wanna hear real shit no mo'
Shit no mo', shit no mo', shit no mo'
Shit no mo' turn off the radio
I really wanna hear real shit
You're tryin' so hard to cross over
And just end up gettin' looked over
The label ain't reachin' they quotas
And we all know money's the motive
Don't like that, don't be that
Don't sound like like a state of emergency
Hold up
It's like we've gotten away, oh
It's like we're scared to take a chance
I'ma let you know
If you think that shit really hot
I don't got feelin's for that
When that shit dropped, I forgot
This is code red
We takin' risks, we ain't scared
We makin' hit's after hit's, better play it
Yeah, we got hit's stackin' over your head
We so creative
(Creative) , we versatile (Tile)
This shit go hard, 808 drum hit that ground
M-O-N-I To The-C-O tell the DJ hit replay
Rewind two times, DJ
Turn it up like it's your birthday
You dip? We dip! You dip? We dip!
You dip? We dip! Oh, go head get lit
Dip, dip, dip dip, dip, dip
Dip, dip, dip code red in this bitch
It's like we've gotten away, oh
It's like we're scared to take a chance
I'ma let you know
If you think that shit really hot
I don't got feelin's for that
When that shit dropped, I forgot
My mind is way over there
Code red right here
(Code red right here) , right here
Right here (Right here, right here)
Code red right here
(Code red right here) , right here
Right here turn off the radio, damn right
We don't wanna hear real shit no mo'
Turn off the radio, damn right
We don't wanna hear real shit no mo'
Shit no mo', shit no mo', shit no mo'
Shit no mo' turn off the radio
I really wanna hear real shit
You dip? We dip! You dip? We dip!
You dip? We dip! Oh, go head get lit
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh
Huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh