[Puffy] Intro I don't give a fuck, yeah yeah yeah As we proceed to give you what you need Queen Bee, muthafuckas, B.I.G, muthafuckas Junior Mafia, muthafuckas Yeah yeah yeah yeah
[Lil' Kim] Snitches wanna front on 'em Know not to come in I keep ten glocks, ten rocks up in front of 'em Like they sprayin' somethin', like they sayin' somethin' Get my bark on like I'm DMX or somethin' (what?!) My music is just like Lewis, stiff 84 Yours is like Evander, seventy-seven slow Thanks to Tyro, I'm 32 and "O" When ya'll catch a knock out, these fools cop out Two for five spots, I tear the rocks out Pop the tops out, the clear spot out Nigga or bitch, you don't want no problems My revolver is a quick problem solver Don't ever think I'm slippin' Bitch I ain't dumb I carry a stun gun inside of my hair bun Hatin' ass niggas, I treat you like a bitch Strap on a fake dick, and stick you where you shit (ha ha)
Chorus: Come you all, come and hail the Queen Everybody let me hear you sing Come you all, come and hail the Queen Everybody let me hear you sing
[Lil' Kim] Took three years off and mapped my shit out Stitch up my game plan and get closer to God Give me an inch, I take a yard Oh lighten up, ya'll know I was comin' back real hard By the power that was investin' in me Faith rested in me I can't quit now, too much money's invested in me To my nigga B-I, this ones for you baby! All these niggas wanna be Kings, but fuck, these niggas crazy Blowin' the spot for ya (yeah!) Keepin' it locked for ya (yeah!) Rock for you, ain't a nigga I won't pop for you Bitches want my title, ain't a slot for you Now it's a cold, cold world, I keep it hot for you (What?!) Ya'll cats know who I am (What?!) I love those who love Lil' Kim (What?!) I'm back again, the mic' eater The dick beater, the pussy skeeter But I...
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[Lil' Kim] Put five carats on the "Fuck you" finger Any haters in the crowd, give them the "Fuck you" finger If you think you can ball with the Queen Handle the repercussions Our guns bust in English and in Russian Nas veralouba katadevra Ney dolce, gaberine, barooski, dasvidanya Niggas stand in line, pay a fee for me to kiss 'em Twenty-one's the lucky number, once the "E" is in the system One night with the Q.B., and niggas need maturity Keep my pussy tight like the President's security I'm sometimin', that's right, I change like the year Those chips from the Casino, and the room is rear I'm the Queen! I've got special privileges We ain't equivalent, how dare you insult my intelligence Now I would like you all to recite the words to this song Cause you thought I was goin' But the Queen lives on!
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[Opera singers] The Queen, you will never win How you gonna win with the Queen? The Queen, you will never win How you gonna win with the Queen? The Queen, you will never win How you gonna win with the Queen? The Queen, you will never win How you gonna win with the Queen?
The Queen, you will never win How you gonna win with the Queen? The Queen, you will never win How you gonna win with the Queen? The Queen, you will never win How you gonna win with the Queen? The Queen, you will never win How you gonna win with the Queen? Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
