Yeah, Brooklyn, New York, stay ya girl, Babs Bunny, the streets first lady Diddy, I see you,
niggaz done met ya match I'm somethin' like a you bust I bust back I dudes got 'em callin me wifey My stomach stay flat baby, don't like me, huh
Chicks heated then I give 'em my ice see I'm the queen y'all hoes don't wanna fight me Sexy, brown skin Concealed in my purse it's a deadly weapon,
I pay for nothin' at all I even get free dutches at the corner Shot caller dudes stop as soon as I Babs Bunny the jet queen of the week, huh
I'm fire just the thugs desire Got a high pitched MC Mariah When I walk down the niggaz squeak their tires Got club promoter passin' me flyers
I'm in V.I.P. a sure night With a bottle of haze, my is so tight I'm ready for action, hands in the air Crystal over here in the club no
Stuntin' bad girl, I do it for Tight dickies with a pop top button Babs repeat it I'm something that the rap game Thorough bread I stay weeded
All I need from you is your that when I come to the stai You gon hold me down 'cause when you to M.I. I'm gon hold you down, you know it's P Te hit man of the band, know how I'm doing it now, shit
I'm in and out them magazines back to the TV Attendin' business meetings a 40's and my dirty flows an episode all because them episodes Just like they wanna know where my cheddar flows
like valentine, how I keep it rollin'? Never a dime from rap yet I thank them people no my people don't it though has been leavin' those words sayin' cold
You think I don't know you Coke 'Cause you ain't a dude alive that couldn't carry their So it be them freakin' po po's I hope they better pray They don't run up wrong or momma gonna be singin that song
What you say Freddy P ya heard me, it's Lord City Ya heard me, your little brother ya me I the band ya dig to the death New Orleans the third Magnolia
Let me catch a nigga bootin' up I'ma be like hap nigga I crush bones and a mothafuckin' fat nigga You know what type of I'm on I let the Mack hit ya You cant box my squad, our jabs quicka
Then any bitch nigga tries to come against us All my sistas, I promise to it part of my agenda to get ya You what I'm sayin', we see them ninjas Hoppin' off of Ducatis choppin' you down like timber
You can try to stop me, I will Shit my instincts like cinder I'm a bad boy making millionaire figures Chopper City 'bout to dis ya, I can you a picture
Hey yo, Chopper man I dig you like the shovel man Its E Ness the enforcer from the man We the thing since microwave popcorn dog It's real, it's to go down like this ay yo
Puffin' on deezy's you know it ain't illegal And I never been to Iraq but packin' desert eagles I Call me a but the fires back Bad Boy empire is where the at
I got the Sean John truck with the to match The whole hood on the wires tapped Okay part of the deal, bounty huntas all on my heels Lookin' for me huh somewhere in the
I planes trains, automobiles, boats Overseas passport to of the fittest, nigga I talk it I live it Gotta crawl before you walk any can get it
All dance for the family ya know ness, me I hold it til dead before dishonor trust, what me Tell ya Dylan Dillinger, join the all West Indian I for, lemme see some now, call you
Ya me, me in a band is poor in need Ya must see, man a don, nah me no blood be She see me, ya eye out, you no see, see, see, see Little more me have to wild out set she see, see
She all of me guns, she plottin' theify theify Me have a half a fa your an Eagle eye if she need it Check the people like mortars are Rule the people me gun like Moses rule 'em rod
clot enough ta move ya and them Ouija Man I hearted, [Incomprehensible] the burn out me trunky, pistol pack the fassey Shots every area, foes no like me why
Them new and new Nike My come out when it's time fa ya bashee Ask dem ya gonna see da is me family If ya ya fi never feel mornin'