[Intro]

It's a new day

And all you gossipin backstabbin habitual haters

You're all history (hissss-to-ry)

So you can hate, or hail the Queen (all hail, the Queen)

But it don't matter (but it don't matter)

Cause you ain't got nuttin, for us (you ain't got nothin.. for us)

So as long as you live, remember this



[Chorus: Shelene Thomas]

You can't fuck with Queen Bee.. Queen Bee.. Queen Bee!

All you haters will see.. see.. see!



[Lil' Kim]

Don't be mad, I can't put this - money in a casket

I can't put these - cars in a box with the ashes

I can't take these diamonds with me when I day

I can't build that pretty white house in the sky

I know you wishin that you wrote this song

But these same words comin from you, would be a joke

You better off takin heed from your boy Jada

I know you, hate dyin - but you gon' die a hater

I got a vision, I think for the future baby pah

Y'all nearsighted, lotta y'all, can't see that far

Rocks like the street light - baby watch 'em glow

Red yellow and green - don't know whether to stop or go

I'm a chameleon, I got many styles of rhymes

Like a bottle of fine wine I just get better with time

From "Hardcore" to "Notorious" you studied my flow

And still..



[Chorus] Governor ad libs



[Lil' Kim]

Whether ya, slingin the rock or you got a wicked jump shot

Or just a fiend for this Queen Bitch of hip-hop

Kimmie bag dudes from the barbershop to the car show

The industry, down to Wall Street

They ask:



[Governor]

What is she like, what does she need?

What is her type, I wanna give it to her, tell her please

Be my girl, I'll give her any