Identity Theft (nicki Minaj Diss) Lyrics - Lil' Kim

Lil Kim Identity Theft Diss track towards Nicki Minaj 

Uh, it's looking like I'm headed back behind bars again 

Cause bitches wanna start with Kim and I ain't with the arguing 

I'm jet chartering, fresh cardigan 

Getting my marker in while these broke hoes borrowing 

I guess it's back to stashing guns in the bra again 

Pulling bitches out they car again 

These swagger jackers give the game a bad look 

And now they wanna send me requests 

Telling me that I'm simply the best 

I won't stop till I see my enemies rest 

They probably get locked up for identity theft 

I ain't got time for bum bitches 

The gun hidden, I come with it 

Anything you tryna do, I done did it 

I'll let you live for a while but I'm done with the crown 

The queen's back, bitches, come get it 

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What y'all want, huh? 

What y'all want, huh? Huh, huh 

(Be careful what y'all wish for) 

(Cause now she's pissed off) 

(And y'all gon' feel her wrath) 

This what y'all want, huh? 

This what y'all want, huh? Huh, huh 

(Y'all got just what y'all wished for) 

(Cause now she's pissed off) 

(And ya'll gon' feel her reign) 

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Since you resist on running your jibbs off 

After I drop these flowers for B.I.G. off 

I'mma come and blow your lid off, like Adolf 

Rolling up the tint, then peel off 

Better wear your crosses and roseries, need the Qur'an 

Pray to Allah for you think about approaching me 

Uh, all I rock with is gutter niggas 

Cut all affiliations with sucka niggas 

I got bitches that'll gun-butt a nigga like Tameka and Tammy, uh 

I gave birth to your style, now try to speak to ya mammy 

Your team can't fuck with my family 

And I ain't talking in term of revenue 

I'm talking IRS, the Goodfella crew 

Uh, you was never hard, check my repertoire 

Fuck cash, my name is a black card