(dials phone - phone rings)
[Kim] Hello?
[Girl] Hello
Is this Lil' Kim?
[Kim] Who's this?
[Girl] Don't worry 'bout all that
I found your number in my man's pocket
[Kim] Well s*** b****!
Give it to him then!
No wonder the m********* hasn't call me yet!
Look at your f*****' groupie a**
Stealin' numbers and s***
[Girl] Wha? f*****' b****!
I'mma see your a** at the m**********' concert
Does she do it like me?
Does she work that body?
Throw that a** like pu-pump-pump-pu-pump that hottie
Do she handle it like she got a deep throat?
I mean suck that c*** 'til she start to choke
Does she like to have s** high off the X?
Try it with me and tell me who's the best
Does she like to wear thongs that you can eat?
Do she f*** your brains out 'til you fall asleep?
(Chorus)
Bet you she don't f*** you
Like you know I f*** you
And I bet you she will never do, oh
All the things I'll do for you
Is she drop-dead fine?
Does she like it from behind?
Is she fly?
Do she got a style like mine?
Does she slurp it, rub it, jerk it, ride it?
Tell you how you feel when you inside it
You love me, and I know she know
'cause everytime I come around, she be like "let's go"
Girls know not to leave they man around me
When I get my hands on him
he puttin weddin bands on me
(Chorus)
I'm the queen of Rap, there is none higher
Did she tell you that?
The b**** is a liar
People spend doe to see me spit fire
And n***** give they life to be with me for one night
I let you come in me, while you stick it in the booty
Lick the nut off, then stick it back in the coot, see
I bet you she don't even know how to kiss
And I bet you ain't never been f***** like this
(Chorus) x2
And I bet ya, and I bet ya baby
And I bet ya she don't f*** you
And I bet ya, bet ya, bet ya baby
And I bet ya she don't f*** you
No, baby
(Chorus till fade...)
[Kim] Hello?
[Girl] Hello
Is this Lil' Kim?
[Kim] Who's this?
[Girl] Don't worry 'bout all that
I found your number in my man's pocket
[Kim] Well s*** b****!
Give it to him then!
No wonder the m********* hasn't call me yet!
Look at your f*****' groupie a**
Stealin' numbers and s***
[Girl] Wha? f*****' b****!
I'mma see your a** at the m**********' concert
Does she do it like me?
Does she work that body?
Throw that a** like pu-pump-pump-pu-pump that hottie
Do she handle it like she got a deep throat?
I mean suck that c*** 'til she start to choke
Does she like to have s** high off the X?
Try it with me and tell me who's the best
Does she like to wear thongs that you can eat?
Do she f*** your brains out 'til you fall asleep?
(Chorus)
Bet you she don't f*** you
Like you know I f*** you
And I bet you she will never do, oh
All the things I'll do for you
Is she drop-dead fine?
Does she like it from behind?
Is she fly?
Do she got a style like mine?
Does she slurp it, rub it, jerk it, ride it?
Tell you how you feel when you inside it
You love me, and I know she know
'cause everytime I come around, she be like "let's go"
Girls know not to leave they man around me
When I get my hands on him
he puttin weddin bands on me
(Chorus)
I'm the queen of Rap, there is none higher
Did she tell you that?
The b**** is a liar
People spend doe to see me spit fire
And n***** give they life to be with me for one night
I let you come in me, while you stick it in the booty
Lick the nut off, then stick it back in the coot, see
I bet you she don't even know how to kiss
And I bet you ain't never been f***** like this
(Chorus) x2
And I bet ya, and I bet ya baby
And I bet ya she don't f*** you
And I bet ya, bet ya, bet ya baby
And I bet ya she don't f*** you
No, baby
(Chorus till fade...)