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Mmm, mmm-mmm |
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Check it out, the Queen Bee |
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That's me |
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My man Flex, he's up next |
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Yeah, check it out |
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Hey, yo Flex |
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There's a lot of mufuckers out here that wanna be like us... real bad |
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But we got to show them who's on top |
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Nuhmean? |
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Uh, check it out, uh |
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Fellow bitches, adapt to any rebel wishes |
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Check it out, the Queen Bee |
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Lil' Kim, Yeah |
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That's right |
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Lil' Kim in the house |
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Check it out |
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Wit my man, Flex |
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Uh |
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Sometime a gal can get couth, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh! |
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Ain't that the truth? |
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Frontin like they bulletproof |
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And those with no couth |
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Get thrown off the roof, like Bishop with the Juice |
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part-nah, let your noose loose |
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Bitches got the audac-ity |
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tryin to say they gettin cash like me, get ass like me |
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You couldn't be as classy as me |
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Even if you roll a Eva curtain |
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and diamonds on the surface it just defeats the purpose |
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Hoe, I'ma double bitch |
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I lick dicks sometimes for the hell of it |
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Who stack chips like computers never celibate |
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Stash weed in Bermuda |
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Look around, look around, the room's empty |
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So, I guess that be me |
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The Queen B, Double E |
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I keep my foes close |
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like I used to chop my hoes close |
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But this cat named Gicanno's |
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Who used to call me bag lady |
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Cause if you lick me from my |
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index finger to the thumb, it shouldn't stay numb |
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See, I live this life, you wish this life |
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Dream this life, of royals |
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Motherfuckers got you gas motor spoiled |
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So what you gonna do when you run out of oil? |
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Crumble like the foil |
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This goes out to you |
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Sealed with a kiss, the Queenuesche |
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Uh, yeah, check it out |
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Me and my man Flex; we just doin this shit |
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That's why I'm up next, you know what I'm sayin? |
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We been there |
