real then you need to stop frontin' You say you got this but we don't see nothin' And people if you feel me get this ho shit jumpin' You know niggaz
?s even better I make you hot as Las Vegas weather Listen up close while I take it backwards I?m not a prostitute, but I could give you what you Want I
' like you do, see, the roles done switched If I'm a ho, then you's a ho, if I'm a bitch, you's a bitch Know that I'mma stay rich so fellas do what you
You only knew) The things that I've been through (Oh yeah) You'd know why (Order! Order! Order!) You'd know why I cry, I cry, I cry (Order! Order! Order
, I seen him on TV I shut down them producers and I tell them just be easy I'm stuntin' when you see me, the money all around me And if I ain't rollin' I
KIM:] hhmmm mmmm, you tell me [SHORT:] Shit, i'm comin out that way tonight, i'm tryin ta get with you [KIM:] Oh, really? [SHORT:] Wassup, yeah [KIM:] You know
filthiness but I can still see this Ghost Town ridin to another status where everything is based on who the baddest we had Lil Kim's but they juss
' Star Spangles, oh say can you see I'm better lookin' than the flag you can sing that shit to me (I'm gonna get in big trouble Louise) I'm taking a
Yeah... fuck you [Kim] Fuck you too! [Big] Fuck you bitch [Kim] Fuck you motherfucker [Big] You ain't shit anyway, fuck you [Kim] You ain't shit, you
dead like Jim Brady I'm a M80, you Lil' like that Kim lady I'm buzzin, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer Cursin at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer You
what the fuck you dun got into I see you found your nitch you're just a bitch with a menstral Claiming you a murderer and spelt it wrong You but the
dead like Jim Brady I'm a M80, you lil' like that Kim lady I'm buzzin', dirty dozen, naughty rotten rhymer Cursin' at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer You
simple I put the Murder Inc with lead and I ain't talking about a pencil look at what the fuck you dun got into I see you found your nitch you're just
' up dust And you can spread rumors shit is makin me sicker than head tumors Humor me by huggin' me sayin' you lovin' me Playa phony niggas be buggin'
For you, baby, I'd find you For you, baby, I'd find you For you, baby, I'd find you For you, baby, I'd find you I done been around the world, been around
why nobody never gon' believe you You should do what we do, stack chips like *Hebrews* Don't let the melody intrigue you (uh-uh) Cause I leave you, I
my lips You too motherfucker if i dont see no bricks See I flips when I dont see no chips Yea nigga I know you in pain I dont care nigga I want the
I do is give them a smile Lifestlyes of the realest, you ain't ruthless you bitch I got a pine box just your size, I know it'll fit Your whole life