Mike Will Made It - Shut Up b**h lyrics

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Mike Will Made It - Shut Up b**h lyrics

[Hook] I heard she mad rich, I heard she dead broke I heard she sniffin' coke - SHUT UP b*tch!!!! Ayo Kim can spit, man she don't write her sh** Nah Biggie wrote her sh** - SHUT UP b*tch!!!! I heard she goin to jail, I heard she out on bail She done f**ed up now - SHUT UP b*tch!!!! Why she got her nosed fixed, why she got bigger tits Why is y'all on my sh** damn - SHUT UP b*tch!!!! [Verse 1] Everybody talkin', all these haters hawkin' Paparazzi stalkin' takin' pictures while I'm walkin' Damn can't a b**h breathe, gimmie room please I'm in the paper e'ry day if I piss or sneeze I used to ride in a rental Lebaron Now you can catch me in the SLR Mercedes McLaren (Hey Kim what up) Gotta put the doors up, haters pick ya jaws up I'm in the Trump International, 30 floors up (so high) You ain't payin' my bills, so you ain't sayin' nothin' Ain't keepin' it real then you need to stop frontin' You say you got this but we don't see nothin' And people if you feel me get this whole sh** jumpin' (Get it jumpin' b**h) Used to talk about the way I wore my clothes Now every chick look like Lil' Kim in they videos Now don't come around here with that Wendy Williams sh** Get yo facts straight or shut up b**h [Hook] I heard she mad rich, I heard she dead broke I heard she sniffin' coke - SHUT UP b*tch!!!! Ayo Kim can spit, man she don't write her sh** Nah Biggie wrote her sh** - SHUT UP b*tch!!!! I heard she goin to jail, I heard she out on bail She done f**ed up now - SHUT UP b*tch!!!! Why she get her nosed fixed, why she got bigger tits Why don't y'all get off her sh** - SHUT UP b*tch!!!! [Verse 2] I hate that people starin' cause this chick stay appearin' In somethin' made with German enginerin', rack-n-pinion steerin' Homes with french doors and heated marble floors who*es heated cause Momma back and hotter than before Big bank, hold rank like the late Frank I does what you can't, I'm everythin' that you ain't I'm La Bella Don, the biggest b**h in the biz So dont hate me n***a, it is what it is You ain't payin' my bills, so you ain't sayin' nothin' Ain't keepin' it real then you need to stop frontin' You say you got this but we don't see nothin' And people if you feel me get this whole sh** jumpin' So don't believe e'rythin' you hear Just like a q-tip, n***as be all in ya ear, 365 days of the year sh** I done heard it all throughout my career (what they say?) [Hook] [Verse 3] I just keep climbing up the ladder, y'all never stop my swagger All this petty chitter-chatter only make my packets fatter Some peoples jobs just to talk about Lil' Kim Let's face it, I'm a way of life for all of them Tabloid magazines rate worst and best dressed They got some nerve when the ones who do the ratings look a mess Star Jones don't like me, she cheap and I like the best Damn, it must feel good to Payless You ain't payin' my bills, so you ain't sayin' nothin' Ain't keepin' it real then you need to stop frontin' You say you got this but we don't see nothin' And people if you feel me get this whole sh** jumpin' You know n***as hate to see another n***a eat Quick to put another n***as business in the street I wish they'd shut the f** up, damn good grief You know your mouth's a cage for your tongue if you just close your teeth [Hook] I heard she mad rich, I heard she dead broke I heard she sniffin' coke - SHUT UP b*tch!!!! Ayo Kim can spit, man she don't write her sh** Nah Biggie wrote her sh** - SHUT UP b*tch!!!! I heard she goin to jail, I heard she out on bail She done f**ed up now - SHUT UP b*tch!!!! Why she get her nosed fixed, why she got bigger tits Man get off my girl's sh** - SHUT UP b*tch!!!! [Outro] Haha I know it's k**in' you b**hes, I know it's k**in' you She's back, oh my God You had a voodoo doll and everything, worthless b**h You just knew, 'Don't let her come back Jesus, please don't let her come back' But she's back b**hes Haha, okay look, just, on the count of three Stop focusing on her and think about you for a second Now ain't that depressing, ain't it depressin' See, that's why don't nobody talk about you Ain't nothin' to talk about Get yourself a hobby b**h, learn how to make a quilt or sumin' Ha, is it really that you hate you? That's what it is ain't it, just punch yourself in the mouth then b**h

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