Funkmaster Flex, Lil’ Kim - Freestyle #2 lyrics
[Funkmaster Flex, Lil’ Kim - Freestyle #2 lyrics]
Mmm, mm-mmm check it out, the Queen Bee
That's me my man Flex, he's up next
Yeah, check it out hey, yo Flex
There's a lot of mufuckers out here that
Wanna be like us real bad
But we got to show them who's on top
Nuhmean? Uh, check it out, uh
Fellow bitches, adapt to any rebel wishes
Check it out, the Queen Bee lil' Kim, yeah
That's right lil' Kim in the house
Check it out wit my man, Flex
Uh
Sometime a gal can get couth
Ooh ooh ooh ooh! Ain't that the truth?
Frontin like they bulletproof
And those with no couth
Get thrown off the roof
Like Bishop with the Juice
Part nah, let your noose loose
Bitches got the audac-ity
Tryin to say they gettin cash like me
Get ass like me
You couldn't be as classy as me
Even if you roll a Eva curtain
And diamonds on the surface it
Just defeats the purpose
Ho, I'mma double bitch
I lick dicks sometimes for the hell of it
Who stack chips like computers never celibate
Stash weed in Bermuda
Look around, look around, the room's empty
So, I guess that be me the Queen B, Double E
I keep my foes close
Like I used to chop my hoes close
But this cat named Gicanno's
Who used to call me bag lady
Cause if you lick me from my
Index finger to the thumb
It shouldn't stay numb
See, I live this life, you wish this life
Dream this life, of royals
Motherfuckers got you gas motor spoiled
So what you gonna do when you run out of oil?
Crumble like the foil
This goes out to you
Sealed with a kiss, the Queenuesche
Uh, yeah, check it out
Me and my man Flex we just doin this shit
That's why I'm up next
You know what I'm sayin? We been there
That's me my man Flex, he's up next
Yeah, check it out hey, yo Flex
There's a lot of mufuckers out here that
Wanna be like us real bad
But we got to show them who's on top
Nuhmean? Uh, check it out, uh
Fellow bitches, adapt to any rebel wishes
Check it out, the Queen Bee lil' Kim, yeah
That's right lil' Kim in the house
Check it out wit my man, Flex
Uh
Sometime a gal can get couth
Ooh ooh ooh ooh! Ain't that the truth?
Frontin like they bulletproof
And those with no couth
Get thrown off the roof
Like Bishop with the Juice
Part nah, let your noose loose
Bitches got the audac-ity
Tryin to say they gettin cash like me
Get ass like me
You couldn't be as classy as me
Even if you roll a Eva curtain
And diamonds on the surface it
Just defeats the purpose
Ho, I'mma double bitch
I lick dicks sometimes for the hell of it
Who stack chips like computers never celibate
Stash weed in Bermuda
Look around, look around, the room's empty
So, I guess that be me the Queen B, Double E
I keep my foes close
Like I used to chop my hoes close
But this cat named Gicanno's
Who used to call me bag lady
Cause if you lick me from my
Index finger to the thumb
It shouldn't stay numb
See, I live this life, you wish this life
Dream this life, of royals
Motherfuckers got you gas motor spoiled
So what you gonna do when you run out of oil?
Crumble like the foil
This goes out to you
Sealed with a kiss, the Queenuesche
Uh, yeah, check it out
Me and my man Flex we just doin this shit
That's why I'm up next
You know what I'm sayin? We been there