Uh, uh, uh
Uh, 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

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[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 now
He 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 ya
I 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

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[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 studio
He 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
Put 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

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