my three-eighty Or the raven, oohwee I see Your girl ain't a freak like me or Adina Huh, can't fade the rhinoceros of rap Lil' Kim pussy how preposterous
Ladies and gentleman (Come on throw your hands in the air like this one time) One-two, this thing on right here (We ain't gonna stop) Can y'all hear
in this motherfucker to get out their seat) Ladies and gentleman without further adieu (It's our time) I'd like to introduce to you, my bitch Lil' Kim
all ya names on it Hit 'em in the brain, niggas slain, layin' dormant Iced out grenade, wit' the big chains on it New Years blimp wit' big name on it Iceburg sweaters wit' Kim
crack without dunja Tasty like a sundae Eat it like a Kit Kat Be forge a climax, replay back Lil' Kim records hit the streets DJs wanna spend that back like Me and Lil
Barney and Lamb chops, I don't love them hoes But anything goes when it comes to bankrolls Diamonds on my toes, X-and-O's Versace hottie in designer clothes Scoop Lil
, check Semi-automatic infrared laser beam shot, check Alright Puff, I'm ready to go Threw the clips around the shoulders, toasters in the holster Kim
don There's nothing you can do To make me run away from this game here, this game here And there is no emcee To put the competition to Kim no, Kim no
's on the dance floor And this fool is still behind me I am dipping through the crowd now Hoping that he doesn't find me He said, "Baby, where you going? Lil' Kim
it don't stop Queen Bee, rock-rock on Sometimes a gal forget cout Ain't that the truth, frontin' like they bulletproof Lil' Kim this, Lil' Kim that She rap but stay bangin' Lil' Kim
Undeas Lil' Ceasar The bitch pleaser Uhh uh, check it Yo I be buyin' 'em V's, so all my girls be eyein' Cease Comin' backstage, dyin' to get pleased
sad And ain?t nobody tryin? to Fuck you So I just want to say F U C K This next track is for them hatin? ass bitches and niggas Yeah Kim Who thought
Huh Yeah, yeah, yeah baby, yeah, oh yeah, come on, baby Yeah, yeah, mmm, yeah, yeah, Kim, come on, Kim Come on, yeah, yeah Yeah, come on, Kim, Kim, yeah
Yeah, uh In the M.A.F.I.A.'s land y'all Where loyalty is everything The M.A.F.I.A. forgives but never forgets Let me tell you In the M.A.F.I.A.'s land
Uhh {dice thrown} yeah Uhh, here's another one, and another one Yeah Lil' Kim, the Queen Bee It's ladies night what, it must be Angie on the mic The
so hard for choose my life to be hardcore Lost in the field no more, gats I couldn't feel no more And now I'm the shit go by the name of Lil' Kim, '
he cum up on your chest slow If not, then your not down with me Little Ceasar, Van Clef or B.I.G. Capone, Nino or Bugsy Don't ask Kim for a date, she
Gimme all the rhythm and blues niggas Then rock the shots of the liquor They make me cum quicker Rub between your belly like jelly, R.Kelly You think