Uh uh uhUh uh uh

To all my motherfuckin' gettin' money hoes

Used to clothes

And all my ghetto bitches in the projects

Coming through like bulldozers

No we ain't sober

Bum bitches know better than to start shit

Niggas love a hard bitch

One that get up in a nigga's ass quicker than an enema

Make a cat bleed then sprinkle it with vinegar

Kidnap the senator

Make him call his wife and say he never coming home

Kim got him in a zone beating they dicks

Even got some of these straight chicks rubbing their tits*laughs

What? I'm loving this shit

Queen Bitch!What bitch you know can thug it like this?

Imagine if I was dude and hittin' cats from the back

With no strings attached

Yeah nigga, picture that!

I treat y'all niggas like y'all treat us

No Doubt! Ay yo, yo

Come here so I can bust in ya mouth

1 - [Lil' Kim](Mr. Bristal) (Ay yo, come on here bitch) Nigga FUCK YOU

(No, FUCK YOU BITCH) Who you talking to?

(Why you actin' like a BITCH?) Cause y'all niggas ain't shit

And if I was dude I'd tell y'all to suck my dick

Repeat 1[Lil' Kim]

No, no, no, no

All I wanna do is get my pussy sucked (Nigga!)

Count a million bucks in the back of an armor truck

While I get you fucked up off the T.O.N.Y.

The BX, the chron-chron

And the list goes on and on

(On and on and on)Like Erykah Badu

Once he drink the Remi down

Ooh I got this nigga nowHe asked me did I love him

I said what came to mind like niggas be doing

Yeah baby, I love you long time

Look I ain't tryin' to suck yaI might not even fuck ya

Just lay me on this bed and give me some head

Got the camcord layin' in the drawer where he can't see

Can't wait to show my girls he sucked the piss out my pussy

Been doin' this for years, no need to practice

Take lessons from the Queen and you'll know how to mack this

Niggas know he gave me all his cake

I peeled the Benji's off and threw the singles back in his face

Repeat 1 (2x)

[Lil' Kim]I'mma keep it real

For the dough I might kill

I'm try-na see my face on a hundred dollar bill

Met this dude name Jaleel at this Abdulla fight

He said he'd pay me ten grand just to belly dance

Cum all on his pants

I met him at the studioHe showed up with his homeboy named Julio

I said 'Whoa! Who's the other guy?'

Hope you know you paying extra for this fuckin' third eye

Something about him, I knew he was a phony

but the burner in his mouth

'Fool, Give me my money!'

He was just a nigga frontin' like he knew mad stars

In his homeboy's whips like he got mad cars

Niggas ain't shit but they still can trick

All they can do for me is suck my clit

I'm jumpin' up and up after I cum

Thinkin' they gon' get some pussy but they gets none

Repeat 1

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Typed by JayBDemon@aol.com