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Fuckin',
Fuckin',
Fuckin',
Fuckin' with the Teflon bitch the Stuy

[Verse" 1 Kim]
Ms. White, that with a thousand looks
Come through a thousand crooks
I just know what it takes to get money like Blow
Catch a body, get a lift, disappear like Pablo
niggas think I won't jump in the heap
Well let's dance, you are finished
I all ya'll cowards like a game of tennis
Act like you some of this and I'll give you the business
You see the and black, you know what it's about
assed niggas gets ironed, to straighten you out
I got thugs in the east, in the south
That'll stick the aisly and whip piss in your mouth
I kept 'em on a leash and now it's to let 'em out
Better pray to Jehovah, the is over
ever, ever, ever, ever underestimate
Lil' Kim the at 718
Ride town with my nigga, holdin' his weight
After cooked, chopped in eights the size of plates
You bitches ain't through shit, you just minors
What you know about stuffin' half a bricks in your
It's the dick licker, the baby sipper
Ain't a bitch alive can a nigga cum quicker
Baby girl's pussy get wetter than a cap
Got my back like a Jansport napsack
And Queen Bee gon' bring you but heat
Homicide is lookin' for me for killin' beats
You in the wrong department, this the upperclass
You hoes is startin' to me like a yeast infection
Good heavens, get the Monostat 7
And hit me why don'tcha, hit me why
The boss lady, I hold it for my badies
Rappers better run and hide 'cause here the Beehive

[Verse 2:
It's your boy, Money Cash, I get in the streets
Breathin' dro colored Benz's with colored seats
Lay in the crib on Tuesdays, duckin' the
Nigga jump off, get pumped off your feet
I'm like Rostein, low key and brilliant with
I'm tryna blow sticky in Brazil the Hummer
If you spittin' and I'm this tech
Then that's 32 shots, our throwback's Mitchell and Ness
Man, I'm a project nigga, still piss on the
And keep the brim on my fitted a little to the left
I play the block, fifth in my sweats, my set
It's Rossie the pharmacy, get it correct

[Chorus: Kim]

The
Fuckin',
Fuckin' the Teflon bitch from the Stuy
with the Tef-Teflon bitch

Fuckin' with the Teflon from the Stuy
Now hands around your mouth and holler out
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[Verse 3: S.A.]
Yo, Bunky S to the A, and my guns ain't warm
Beatin' niggas to death with my house slippers on
You ain't a thug cocksucka, you a to front
Fuck project, your building got flowers in front
chick I roll with, OZ in the cunt
I was OT in Mass, pushin' for months
gun powder, oughta put a haze on my blunt
I spit a and fifty bars when I'm blazin' 'em out
'Cause I can do with razor blades stuck in my mouth
Forget a hotel, I'm fuckin' shorty right on the
Any rap shit I ever barked on, to hot to
And my rims than lower Manhattan manholes
Listen up for tan rover
Stash box hold guns like Afgan
murda 16, well we the niggas you call
Queen Bee and Kids, muthafuck all ya'll

[Verse 4:
Uh, yo Vee The Kid, the name I earned in the streets
'Cause my bars so hot, it be the beats
Melt my pen, I have slugs meltin' your
When I throw you over the bridge, they helpin' you
And you better wear a metal hat you rappin' on stage
Or have my bullets like e-mail, packin' your
Or your face off like I'm Nicolas Cage
And it could be of ya'll, puttin' eight in your grave
'Cause niggas think they hard, but softer than bread
When them shells hit your throat, you be up lead
The step is to off you, dead
I'ma cut your fuckin' off and have Kim auction your head (Beehive)
See the kid don't rap for love, I rap for
if I know you, I demand respect
And if I put you in the body bag, man is next
The Advakid and Bee gon' leave the game in a mess (Beehive)

[Verse 5:
It's Goldie, the Advakid, put you to rest
I ride around with two 38's in my sweats
A pump in trunk and a nine the seat
Enough ammo to blow the earth under your feet (Beehive)
And we got cake for killas like and Jeckyl
Snippers put red on your face like freckles
Don't make me have to reach for the
You'll the bullets was rain drops how they all hit your head
I'm slim kid that they say is probably hot
She only with me of what she think I probably got
Am I be with her for long, probably not
Unless you're and suck a dick like a lollipop
Niggas talk about and they just bust caps
Niggas talk aboit ki's whey just flip packs
it come to my money, suggest you gimmie that
'Cause you know fly in pairs like Petey Pab
(Beehive)

Now putcha around your mouth and holler out
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