I heard she mad rich, I she dead broke I she sniffin' coke (Shut up, bitch) Ayo Kim can spit, man she don't write her Nah Biggie her shit (Shut up, bitch)
I heard she goin' to jail, I heard she out on She fucked up now (Shut up, bitch) Why she get her nosed fixed, why she got tits Man, get off my girl's (Shut up, bitch)
talkin', all these haters hawkin' Paparazzi stalkin' takin' pictures while I'm Damn, a bitch breathe, gimmie room please I'm in the paper day if I piss or sneeze
I used to ride in a Lebaron Now you can me in the SLR Mercedes McLaren Gotta put the doors up, pick ya jaws up I'm in the Trump International, floors up
You ain't my bills, so you ain't sayin' nothin' Ain't it real then you need to stop frontin' You say you got this but we don't see And people if you feel me get whole shit jumpin'
Used to talk the way I wore my clothes Now every chick like Lil' Kim in they videos Now don't come here with that Wendy Williams shit Get yo facts or shut up, bitch
I she mad rich, I heard she dead broke I heard she sniffin' (Shut up, bitch) Ayo Kim can spit, man she write her shit Nah Biggie wrote her (Shut up, bitch)
I heard she goin' to jail, I she out on bail She done up now (Shut up, bitch) Why she get her nosed fixed, why she got tits Man get off my shit (Shut up, bitch)
I hate people starin' 'cause this chick stay appearin' In somethin' made with German engineerin' with French doors and heated marble floors Whores heated Momma back and hotter than before
Big bank, hold rank like the Frank I does what you can't, I'm everythin' that you I'm La Bella Don, the biggest in the biz So don't hate me, nigga, it is it is
You ain't my bills, so you ain't sayin' nothin' Ain't keepin' it real then you need to stop You say you got this but we see nothin' And people if you me get this whole shit jumpin'
So don't e'rythin' you hear like a q-tip, niggaz be all in ya ear Three hundred and sixty-five of the year Shit I done heard it all my career
I she mad rich, I heard she dead broke I she sniffin' coke (Shut up, bitch) Ayo Kim can spit, man she don't write her Nah wrote her shit (Shut up, bitch)
I she goin to jail, I heard she out on bail She fucked up now (Shut up, bitch) Why she get her nosed fixed, why she got bigger Man get off my shit (Shut up, bitch)
I just keep climbing up the ladder, never stop my swagger All this petty chitter-chatter make my packets fatter Some peoples jobs to talk about Lil' Kim Let's face it, I'm a way of life for all of
Tabloid magazines worst and best dressed They got some nerve when the who do the ratings look a mess Star Jones don't like me, she cheap and I like the Damn, it must feel good to
You payin' my bills, so you ain't sayin' nothin' Ain't keepin' it then you need to stop frontin' You say you got this but we see nothin' And people if you feel me get this whole jumpin'
You know niggaz hate to see nigga eat Quick to put another business in the street I wish they'd shut the up, damn good grief You know your mouth's a cage for tongue If you just close teeth
I heard she mad rich, I heard she broke I heard she coke (Shut up, bitch) Ayo Kim can spit, man she don't write her Nah wrote her shit (Shut up, bitch)
I she goin' to jail, I heard she out on bail She fucked up now (Shut up, bitch) Why she get her fixed, why she got bigger tits Man, get off my shit (Shut up, bitch)
Haha, I it's killin' you bitches, I know it's killin' you back, oh my God You had a voodoo doll and everything, bitch You just knew, 'Don't let her back Jesus don't let her come back'
But back bitches Haha, okay look, just, on the of three Stop focusing on her and think you for a second Now ain't depressing, ain't it depressin' See, that's why nobody talk about you
nothin' to talk about Get yourself a hobby, bitch, how to make a quilt or sumin' Ha, is it that you hate you? what it is ain't it, just punch yourself in the mouth then, bitch