Lil’ Kim, Lil’ Shanice - Aunt Dot lyrics

My Aunt Dot
Left a Glock and some blood on my sheets
Told me clean the shit up
Then she hit the streets
Even though I'm her niece
She copped me a piece wack-ass caliber
Nickel-plated with the silencer
What? She don't know I like my guns pretty?
Like my boy Castor Troy
With the twin-glizzies
I heard a knock at the door
Knock knock knock knock knock
To my surprise I saw these two familiar eyes
Who are you?
Whattup? I'm Shanice, don't remember me?
She called me by my government name, Kimberly
Who sent you?
My mom sent me her name is Dottie
She packed a note in my
Knapsack along with a shottie
Hmmph, she was cute and mad fly
She had the Prada knapsack
With the hat to match bvlgari hiking boots
With the mink bubblegoose
And I could see she was
Admiring my mink ski suit
Then she handed me the note here, read this
I just stared her up and down
'Cause, I couldn't believe this
Then I opened it
It said, "Bitches is out to get you
Your so-called friends
Put a bomb in your Benz
I'm on a mission now to do
Some harm to your friends
They know where you live
So evacuate the crib
And oh, the little girl
That's your cousin Shanice
Since I can't be with her
I need you to babysit her
Besides she looks up to you, you're her idol
And tomorrow is her first violin recital
And she would be
More than happy if you could take her
Peace, my number's on the back of the paper
Hit me later" damn, what went wrong?
Can't we all just get along
And make hit songs?
Bitches all up in my ass like a thong
If this was a show
Y'all hoes would get "gonged"
'Cause if it's on, then it's on, bring it on
What the fuck you waitin' for? C'mon
Let's get it on
What? What's takin you so long? I
Got plans for the future
To bring back your head like Medusa

Girls be actin' stink, and mad funny
Y'all bitches bleed like me, on the monthly
Can't stand the pain then pop a "Humphrey"
I know it hurts (I'm killin' y'all)
Girls be actin' stink, and mad funny
Y'all bitches bleed like me, on the monthly
Can't stand the pain then pop a "Humphrey"
I know it hurts (I'm killin' y'all)

Uhh, we in the Range in
This fucked up weather
It's snowin' and I'm tryin' to
Put the whole shit together
How Laverne, she always wanted to be like me
And dress like me, and look like me
And Nicole, it's like she lived in my house
Askin' me for money, day in - day out
And last but not least
The grimiest one Tayesha she planned it all
Come to find out her name is Keisha
C'mon Shanice I'm takin' you to
My house in Alpine
(I wanna go with you) Uhh, be quiet
And we'll get along fine
C'mon please, I wanna be just like you
600 Mercedes, and 380's in my doll babies
Crazy baguettes in my barrettes and
H-class rocks inside my Baby G Shock
Fuck Barney and Lambchops I
Don't love them hoes!
But anything goes when it comes to bankrolls
Diamonds on my toes, X-and-O's
Versace hottie in designer clothes
Scoop Lil' Nique and Jus
Then take 'em to Toys'R'Us
Make em spend they cheese then kick
'em out and take the bus
I'm the S-the-H-the-A-the-N-the-Ithe-C-the-E
But all my friends call me
Miss Little Queen Bee
What what? I like the green
Know what I mean?
Ever seen The Professional?
(uh huh) Well I can clean
You know what? I like you, little big person
But rule number one, no cursin'
Anyway, what you know about that?
You too young for that, when I was your age
I woulda got hung for that
Then I picked up the phone
To call my Aunt Dot
So she could fill me in a
Little more about the plot
Hmm nine-one-seven, eight-five-eight
Two-one-two-two
"Hello?" Yo, what's the deal?
Why these bitches buggin' out
I mean, what's this all about?
"See it's sorta like what Tonya
Harding did to Nancy
They don't want you to win no more
Soul Train they don't want you
To attend no more and I guess that's why
They ain't your friends no more
The other day
When I was comin' out the grocery store
I saw the bitch Nicole in front
Of the salon next door"
For real? "Yup, then I choked the bitch out
At least one to the heart
Tied up her hands and feet
Through her in my backseat
Then I dumped her on a dead-end street
The other two? yeah they still linger
But don't you lift a finger, I'ma get 'em
So just pray I come home
And when we hang up, get rid of your phone"
Whoo! When Aunt Dot comes, oh brother
It's like five Bloody Mary's
One after another
Hmmph, she have you stressed
No wearin' white, no sex
And when she get vexed
You guess what happens next
'Cause them other two girls
That's still on the menu
Is the reason why the story
Is to be continued

Girls be actin' stink, and mad funny
Y'all bitches bleed like me, on the monthly
Can't stand the pain then pop a "Humphrey"
I know it hurts (I'm killin' y'all)
Girls be actin' stink, and mad funny
Y'all bitches bleed like me, on the monthly
Can't stand the pain then pop a "Humphrey"
I know it hurts (I'm killin' y'all)