She Don't Love You

(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 shit bitch! Give it to him then! No wonder the mothafucka hasn't call me yet! Look at your fuckin' groupie ass Stealin' numbers and shit [Girl] Wha? Fuckin' bitch! I'mma see your ass at the mothafuckin' concert [Kim] Does she do it like me? Does she work that body? Throw that ass like pu-pump-pump-pu-pump that hottie Do she handle it like she got a deep throat? I mean suck that cock 'til she start to choke Does she like to have sex 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 fuck your brains out 'til you fall asleep? 1 - Bet you she don't fuck you Like you know I fuck 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 Cuz everytime I come around, she be like "let's go" Girls know not to leave they man around me I get my hands on 'em He putting wedding bands on 'em Repeat 1 I'm the queen of Rap, there is none higher Did she tell you that? The bitch is a liar People spend doe to see me spit fire And niggas 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 fucked like this Repeat 1 Repeat 1 And I bet ya, and I bet ya baby And I bet ya she don't fuck you And I bet ya, bet ya, bet ya baby And I bet ya she don't fuck you No, baby Repeat 1 to fade