Notorious K.I.M.

[Lil' Kim] (Notorious B.I.G.) What? Here's another one What? (Uh-huh uh) What? Uh! Here's another one (Uh-huh) Uh! Uh! [Verse 1] Live from NYC it's Q.B The heavy weight champ female MC Girls say they different but uh see In all actuality they wanna be me This chick running around with this stink ass gap And them fake ass raps having panic attacks You ain't a star And your record company know that How you make all this money, get this far and blow it I'm a business woman now so I'm not concerned I'd bet on Lil' Cease before you and your Firm If this was back in the days I would've been snatched you I'm getting money now Them bitches in the hood they can have you Stop paying these niggas to write y'all shit For the right cream I'd write a hot sixteen Better be careful what you say to me That same shit you shit I'mma make you sniff [Hook] (Notorious B.I.G.) It's the N-O-T-O-R-I-O U-S, you just lay down slow It's the N-O-T-O-R-I-O U-S, you just lay down slow It's the N-O-T-O-R-I-O U-S, you just lay down slow Uh, uh-huh, uh, uh [Lil' Kim] Uh, uh, uh, uh Everybody wanna Shyne off of BIG Get it, Shyne try-na sound like him when they rhyme You ain't a murderer Nigga please come off that I'm next up to bat motherfuckers get their jaws tapped Bum ass nigga don't even know how to bust a gun ass nigga You dumb ass nigga Rappers acting out the late Frank White's path Once they get in jail they get fucked in the ass Never snitch, never send a nigga to jail I'd rather find him by a boat doing the deadman's float We gangsters Real gangsters b Gun in the greenroom up at BET We gangsters Real gangsters nigga Kill you and cut the head off your babysitter We gangsters We gangsters bitch Even more dangerous now we're filthy rich [Hook] [Lil' Kim] Uh, uh, uh The moral of the story is this You ain't queen bitch And you ain't BIG dick Now I'm pissed niggas on some "10% Dis" Well shit I'mma break it down like this Lot of rappers in this game That's cool but uh Only one of us could rule You see its sort of like being in school I'm valedictorian y'all in the audience And I've got nine hundred and ninety-nine votes You got nine hundred and ninety-nine nopes You local bitch I'm worldwide Can't you see? Open your eyes I got you by a landslide Y'all mad cause niggas love my style Colgate smile, I'm a bad bitch child Cats be frontin' like they one tough cookie All my real g's do the gangsta boogie [Hook]