Queen B***h, Pt. 2 (feat. 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, ****, get what you earn

And we still move in silence, ****, ya heard

Y'all know who you are, wanna battle?

Bet a car

Notes and all that shit

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

**** wanna run up in my pussy like a pap smear

I'ma tell you now, just like I told you last year

**** ain't sticking unless they lick the kitten

Too many bitches 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 made at you?

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 **** sound like me

Pardon my French but, uh, sometimes I get kinda

Peeved at these weak emcees

You **** got some audacity

You sold a million now you're half of me

Get off my dick, kick it bitch

You must be out your mind, or you must be high

Fucking with the teflon bitch 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, bitch, you ain't strong, bitch

Thought you'd be around long, wrong, bitch

Got nothing but love, but when push comes to shove

We turn into thugs, and we put on them gloves

Commence to lickin' slugs, you ain't getting up

More bags zippin up, graves dug, **** what?

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 **** sound like me

Pardon my French, but, uh, sometimes I get kinda

Peeved at these weak emcees

You **** got some audacity

You sold a million now you're half of me

Get off my dick, kick it, bitch

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 **** sound like me

Pardon my French, but, uh sometimes I get kinda

Peeved at these weak emcees

You **** got some audacity

You sold a million now you're half of me

Get off my dick, kick it, bitch