far as the future see?s, you are listening to the future Weezy F. Baby. Amen. Rest in peace to my cousin Kim Carbo, my nigga Vick, Rest in my peace lil
Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing You don't really wanna stop Eh eh Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing You don
you with me? Let me see your hands up Yeah, nigga what? I'm about to let it go I'm about to let you know Sisqo, 2G Roll with me and you'll see
hear you say right It's Lil' Kim and Timbaland, niggas, shit, ya drawers Special delivery for you and yours I rep for bitches, he rep for boys If you
wassup [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
holes in your mind You'll fill it later with Cable or Hot 97 or Taco-Bell-n applyin, you wanna play? Fine Play-doh, roll you through a machine until you
night You should be like Missy 'stead of bein' like Mike I like to ride ponies instead of ridin' bikes Me and Lil' Kim got the rhymes to incite I gotta
a Benz with my ami-gos Tryin' to stick a nigga for his pe-sos If you say so's, then I'm the same chick That you wanna get with, lick up in my twat Gotta
Chorus: Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing You don't really wanna stop Eh eh Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing You
: Lil Kim One two y'all, you know we rock ya Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A. *repeat x2* One two y'all, uh, uh Verse 3: Lil Kim Time to make
another one Yeah Lil' Kim, the Queen Bee It's ladies night what, it must be Angie on the mic The Butter P honey got the sugar got the spice Roll the
You know what I'm sayin, you know how we roll baby Hater #2: No doubt Hater #1: But, am, yo what's up, you wanna get this paper or what? Hater #2:
, don't nobody wanna try Kim Y'all know you done fucked up Now whassup y'all better come roll with us Who's you Mister? It's Lil' Kim and Twista and
all your time And if a coward get you pregnant and he don't wanna help Don't get stressed out, you can do it by yourself 'Cause you a strong woman, girl
[dice shakin] Uhh [dice thrown] yeah Uhh, here's another one, and another one Yeah Lil' Kim, the Queen Bee [Verse One: Angie Martinez, Lil' Kim] It
you found yo niche, you just a bitch wit a menstrol Claimin' you a murderer and you spelled it wrong You put 'e' before the 'd' 'cause that's all you on You
a rapper had dough, you didn't You a pathetic nigga, first it was Biggie and Pac Now you jealous of Jigga You like a breast implant, fake on the inside You
law Keep a big bank and buzz when the summer fall Wanna spread nothing none till it kinda slung Then I roll up a crumb till it gotcha gone Here come another bum wanna