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[Puff
Ladies and
(Come on throw your hands in the air like one time)
One-two, this thing on right
(We ain't stop)
Can y'all me out there?
(And we want one in this motherfucker to get out their seat)
Ladies and gentleman without adieu
(It's our time)
I'd like to introduce to you, my

Kim]
Fuck that, don't deserve to rap
I'm back, and I'm about to murder
to take my crown, I ain't letting that go down
I cop the four pound and go the whole twelve rounds,
You broke hoes to throw in the towel
a wheel of fortune and y'all can't buy a vowel
Who me? That's none of your
ashes in the urn, more money to burn
Damn my ass is firm, stay away germs
flawless, get wetted in worms
If you only knew Aaliyah
How man be hawking me and stalking me
he fucking you he see me
Every crack valve or he sell I get a piecey
Easy, believe me, my is credible
Ask Nat Cole huh, I'm
let the QB get a hold of your guy
Sex him well, get him high, he might fuck and die

1 - [Lil'
I guess you by now who's number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's where I'm
(Number one)
So if you got beef better think
(Number one)
you can't win
(You win)

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Your so called vendetta was light birds' feathers
Even with an umbrella, you stop my hurricane
I moved on to bigger and things
Y'all making minimum wage
First on stage, like the I graze
you amazed
And the fifth by the rib cage
All you jealous ass holes is rebellious ass
Still trying to recoup from the first ass holes
a gangster, prove it
Wanna me, do it
That's word than McGuire
set that ass on fire
That's how you work with wire
my name in your face
Pour gas-o-line on you and drop you at the gas
Y'all chicks ain't blind, I shine like
Cocoa cre
That's the gleam of baby like codeine
Low esteem, eh-eh, the flows excellent
Your's is return them to the factory
I practically, the shit is whack for me
Mama bear, out of hibernating
Here to you chicks to stop tailgating

1 (2x)

[Lil'
It's the
tipsy, cabin in Percipsy
I've in this shit since Biz hit the, one-two
left to do
Move it in there, ceilings
Don't come to my house, it might hurt feelings
P Diddy introduced me to the side
Fired me a few mill and a couple of oil
That's how we do it, you is no thrill
Doin' it Flinstones style, car with no
Still on tricycles, bicycles
Our diamonds be so white they look icicles
I'm getting sick and tired of hearing all these drafts
On the countdown, make me laugh
Got my own company, I'm of the staff
They say we twins then I'm the better
I'm nasty worse than Stern
This is adjourned
And now your turn bitch

1 (2x)

[Puff
Can you me?
I just wanna know if y'all can me
I just wanna know if y'all can feel me out
It's not a game, back
And this we're not going anywhere
one, that's my bitch
Recognize! Ya me?
Yeah, yeah,