Queen Bitch Part Ii [remix] Lyrics - Lil' Kim

Yeah, uh, yeah, uh-uh, uh-uh 

Beotch, come on, yeah, uh, uh 

He-he y'all ain't ready 

Come on now, turn me up a little bit 

Every thing you heard yo that's my word 

You play the herd and repeat every word 

It get on your nerves to see how we swerve 

Watches that shine dimes with his and her furs 

Straight from the curb to the suburb 

In the black suburb plucking birds, getting served 

Y'all ain't never learned how this world turn 

Thought it was over, huh now we returned 

To whom it may concern when you're hot you burn 

Maybe it wasn't meant to be or it just ain't your turn 

The rules also stern nigga get what you earn 

And we still move in silence, nigga ya heard? 

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Y'all know who y'all are, wanna battle? Better call 

An end to all that shit you legit? Spit a bar 

What? See I won the show got the illest flow 

Finding loads of bank rolls in my underclothes 

It's the original and everybody know 

I rock diamonds that's red, white and indigo 

I'm undroppable, untoppable 

You can't hold me down don't you know I'm unstoppable 

Niggas wanna run up in my pussy like a Pap smear 

I'ma tell you know, just like I told you last year 

Niggas ain't stickin' unless they lick the kitten, huh 

Too many bitches just be licking the dick 

And I'm a picky one I like my dicks rock hard 

Not the sticky ones that taste like slaw 

Oh something missing the shower pissing 

All up in your mouth what? You think I'm kidding? 

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'Cause everything we do we got a right to 

You criticize me we despise you 

If what they say is true we the baddest crew 

I'm far from broke so why should I be mad at you? 

Pardon my French but uh sometimes 

I get kind of peeved at these weak Emcee's 

With these supreme baller like lyrics I call 'em like 

I see 'em G, y'all niggas sound like me 

Pardon my French but uh sometimes 

I get kind of peeved at these week Emcee's 

You niggas got some audacity you sold a million 

Now you're half of me, get off my dick, kick it bitch 

You must be out your mind or you must be high 

Fucking with the Teflon bitch from the Sty 

No where near shy see I make you cry 

The way I rock you to sleep like a lullaby 

Oh yeah and by the way, you got one more day 

All you got to pay boo you got something to say 

Yeah bring it on bitch, you ain't strong bitch 

Thought you'd be around long wrong bitch 

Got nothing but love but when push comes to shove 

We turn to thugs and we put on them gloves 

Commence to licking slugs you ain't giving up 

More bags zipping up, fake thug, nigga what? 

Pardon my French but uh sometimes 

I get kind of peeved at these weak Emcee's 

With these supreme baller like lyrics I call 'em like 

I see 'em G, y'all niggas sound like me 

Pardon my French but uh sometimes 

I get kind of peeved at these week Emcee's 

You niggas got some audacity you sold a million 

Now you're half of me, get off my dick, kick it bitch 

Pardon my French but uh sometimes 

I get kind of peeved at these weak Emcee's 

With these supreme baller like lyrics I call 'em like 

I see 'em G, y'all niggas sound like me 

Pardon my French but uh sometimes 

I get kind of peeved at these week Emcee's 

You niggas got some audacity you sold a million 

Now you're half of me, get off my dick, kick it bitch