[Ms. (Funk Flex)] (What up baby?) The is here Uh, the champ is Ms. Jade, the is here Funk Flex, here she Beat Club, she comes 215 Philly Here she come, she come
When the pull up, and a broad hope out Every I go to spit, nigga raw pop out Tell me what's 'bout, Ms. Jade the magnificant If you don't belive you must be sniffin' shit I leave rappers in a frenzy, boggled Numb the pain, say fuck it and hit the bottle I'm tryna tell you I'm a chick And if you a bitch sicker, go and find the chick I got the toaster, ready to approach the kinda crowded but I'm settin' off the open flame These chicks happy 'bout Vuitton bags and rented Jags Niggas is noodles, I twist the L and take a It's evident that I'm very badly Many a record labels now that they had me Thou shalt not fuck wit Ms. Or may face a thousand deaths old thugs with new slugs rap hard like I'm one of the best Flows sick, you can a beat all in ya chest Yes something fit and uncut, ya better buckle up Drink water, get a lot of rest and suck it up
Uh yea, the is here Uh-huh, Ms. Jade, the champ is The is here, Beat Club Known to beat thugs, the is here The Beat Club, the champ is The champ is The champ is The champ is The muh'fuckin' is here Hey Flex, the champ is The champ is The muh'fuckin' champ is The is here Uh uh uh over