Roger Che - Queen b**h Pt. II lyrics

[Puff Daddy] Everything you heard - yo that's my word You play the herd and repeat every word It get on your nerves to see how we swerve Watches that shine, dimes with his and her furs Straight from the curb to the suburb In the black suburb, plucking birds, getting served Y'all ain't never learned how this world turn Thought it was over, huh? Now we return! To whom it may concern, when you hot you burn Maybe it wasn't meant to be or it just ain't your turn The rules are so stern, n***a get what you earn And we still move in silence, n***a ya heard?! [Lil' Kim] Y'all know who you are, wanna battle? Bet a car Notes and all that sh**, You legit? Spit a bar What? See, I run the show, got the illest flow Finding loads of bank rolls in my underclothes It's the original and everybody knows I rock diamonds that's red, white and indigo I'm undroppable, untoppable You can't hold me down, don't you know I'm unstoppable? n***as wanna run up in my p**y like a Pap smear I'ma tell you now, just like I told you last year n***as ain't sticking unless they lick the kitten Huh! Too many b**hes just be lickin' the dick and I'm a picky one, I like my dicks rock hard Not the sticky ones that taste like slaw Oh - something missing, the shower-pissing All up in your mouth, what? You think I'm kidding? Cause everything we do, we got a right to You criticize me? We despise you If what they say is true, we the baddest crew I'm far from broke so why should I be mad at you? [Notorious BIG] Pardon my French but, uh, sometimes I get kinda Peeved at these weak emcees With these supreme baller like Lyrics I call 'em like I see em G Y'all n***as sound like me Pardon my French but, uh, sometimes I get kinda Peeved at these weak emcees You n***as got some audacity You sold a million now you're half of me Get off my dick, kick it b**h! [Lil' Kim] You must be out your mind, or you must be high f**ing with the Teflon b**h from the Stuy Nowhere near shy, see I make you cry The way I rock you to sleep like a lullaby (Oh yeah, and by the way, you got one more day Or you got to pay, boo, you got something to say?) Yeah bring it on b**h, you ain't strong b**h Thought you'd be around long? Wrong b**h! Got nothing but love (but when push comes to shove) We turn to thugs (and we put on them gloves) Commence to lickin' slugs, you ain't gettin' up More bags zippin' up, graves dug, n***a what?! [Notorious BIG] (Puff Daddy) Pardon my French but, uh, sometimes I get kinda Peeved at these weak emcees With these supreme baller like Lyrics I call 'em like I see em G Y'all n***as sound like me Pardon my French but, uh, sometimes I get kinda Peeved at these weak emcees You n***as got some audacity You sold a million now you're half of me Get off my dick, kick it b**h! (x2)