Don’t Be Commin’ (In My Face)

By Missy Elliott

On Supa Dupa Fly

Released on July 15, 1997

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[Intro]

VA, haha, yeah, New York (Uh-huh), Atlanta (Uh-huh), DC (Uh-huh)

LA (Uh-huh), New Jersey (Uh-huh), Philly (Uh-huh)

Say what (Uh-huh)

Say what (Uh-huh)


[Verse 1]

You'll never know a good thing 'til I'm gone, oh

And you'll be spending many, many nights home alone

You won't be seeing me around your way, no, no

And if you don't get it together, baby, I can't stay


[Chorus]

Don't be comin' in my face tryna tell me you love me (No, no)

Shoulda thought once or twice (Uh-huh), sacrifice to make it right (Oh-oh)

It's the thing that you do, make me not love you

So just wait and you'll see, get no other love like me


[Verse 2]

You'll never know I'm for real until I leave (Uh-huh)

And when I pack up my clothes, don't be calling me

You won't be seeing me anymore, no no

'Cause when I'm long, long gone, I won't be back in this door


[Chorus]

Don't be comin' in my face tryna tell me you love me

Shoulda thought once or twice (Oh-oh), sacrifice to make it right

It's the thing that you do (Yeah), make me not love you

So just wait and you'll see (Say what?), get no other love like me


[Verse 3]

To my East side people to my West side

To all my bitches who sat home crying

Over these niggas and over these fellas

Shake 'em off like Jello, uh-huh

To the East side people to my West side

To all my bitches who sat home crying

Over these niggas and over these fellas

Shake 'em off like Jello, uh-huh


[Chorus]

Don't be comin' in my face tryna tell me you love me

Shoulda thought once or twice, sacrifice to make it right

It's the thing that you do, make me not love you

So just wait and you'll see, get no other love like me


[Verse 4]

I used to stick closer to your side then a beeper

'Til you smoked that cheaper reefer

Now you loony as fita, shut up

Don't say a word, yep, I got the word

Yeah, I heard it from a little bird (Uh-huh)

Now I'm out the door about four-four

You don't know? Get your bags and your things, take the door

Don't take the shit no more

When you leave, you can leave out the back door, oh, oh, oh, oh (Uh-huh)


[Outro]

Motherfucker, huh

Stupid niggas (Yeah)

Always think they can play somebody

Y'all know who y'all are (Aha)

Tryna run 'bout three and four, five women at one time

Then you wanna come back all in our faces

And tellin' me how much you love me and all that bullshit

Whatever man, fuck you

Alright, I'm out