Yeah, Brooklyn, New York, stay It's ya girl, Bunny, the streets first lady Diddy, I see you,
niggaz done met ya match I'm like a pimp you bust I bust back I game dudes got 'em callin me My stomach stay flat baby, mothers don't me, huh
Chicks this heated then I 'em my ice see I'm the knockout queen hoes don't wanna fight me Sexy, brown complexion Concealed in my it's a deadly weapon, yeah
I pay for nothin' at all I even get free dutches at the store Shot caller dudes as soon as I speak Babs Bunny the black jet of the week, huh
I'm fire just what the thugs Got a high pitched MC Mariah I walk down the streets niggaz squeak their tires Got every club passin' me flyers
I'm in there V.I.P. a sure With a bottle of haze, my is so tight I'm for some action, hands in the air Crystal over here in the no beer
bad girl, I do it for nothin' Tight shirt with a pop top button Babs repeat it I'm that the rap game needed Thorough bread I stay weeded
All I need from you is your word that when I to the stai You gon hold me down 'cause when you to M.I. I'm gon hold you down, you it's Freddy P Te hit man of the band, y'all how I'm doing it now, shit
I'm in and out magazines back to the TV shows Attendin' business meetings with a 40's and my dirty an episode all because them episodes Just like rats wanna know where my cheddar flows
like valentine, how I keep it rollin'? Never made a dime rap yet I thank them people no my people don't believe it Someone has been leavin' those words sayin'
You I don't know you serving Coke 'Cause you ain't a dude alive couldn't carry their Coke So it must be them freakin' po po's I hope they better They don't run up wrong or your gonna be singin that song
What you say Freddy P ya heard me, it's Lord City Ya me, your little brother ya heard me I representin' the ya dig to the death New Orleans the ward Magnolia
Let me a nigga bootin' up I'ma be like what's hap nigga I crush and ain't a mothafuckin' fat nigga You know what type of I'm on I let the Mack hit ya You cant box my squad, our left quicka
Then any bitch that tries to come against us All my sistas, I promise to it part of my agenda to get ya You know what I'm sayin', we see them Hoppin' off of Ducatis choppin' you down like timber
You can try to stop me, I will my killer instincts like cinder I'm a bad boy making millionaire figures Chopper 'bout to dis ya, I can paint you a picture
Hey yo, man I dig you like the fuckin' shovel man Its E Ness the enforcer the band man We the hottest thing since microwave dog It's real, it's about to go down like ay yo
Puffin' on sour you know it ain't illegal And I never been to Iraq but packin' eagles I mean Call me a but the fires back Bad Boy empire is where the at
I got the Sean truck with the tires to match The whole hood on fire the wires Okay this part of the deal, bounty huntas all on my for me huh somewhere in the Ville
I takes planes trains, automobiles, Overseas passport to of the fittest, nigga I talk it I live it Gotta crawl you walk any nigga can get it
All for the family ya know Elliott ness, me I hold it down til dead before dishonor trust, me ya Dylan Dillinger, join the family all West Indian I for, lemme see lighters now, call you
Ya me, me in a band which is 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 check all of me guns, she 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 with me gun Moses rule 'em rod
Bumba clot enough ta move ya and them Man I righteous hearted, Pull the burn out me trunky, pistol the fassey Shots every area, foes will no me why
Them new and new Nike My glocks come out when it's time fa ya Ask dem ya gonna see da band is me If ya ya fi never feel mornin'