Whoa

My **** pull triggers, stack figures, whoa, whoa, whoa

Snitch ****, broke ****, not my ****, no, no, no

In the club we sippin' Dom P, sittin' lovely, oh, whoa, whoa

Sexy ladies goin' crazy 'cause the beat's like whoa, whoa, whoa

Fresh out the federal building

To Bentley coupes with the convertible ceilings

It's the black widow, call me Miss White

I done been through it all, shootouts and fistfights

Brooklyn bitch, you go wrong, I get right

Back with a classic, now gimme six mics

Can't reach me on the phone, then send a bitch a kite

Man, I do's it in heels or a pair of crisp Nikes

Stand behind Martin Luther King, but I'm more like Malcom X

Guerrillas beatin' on they chest, get it right on Malcom X

Please keep the peace 'cause if cowards show me disrespect

My **** put his soul to rest and I don't wanna see you stressed

Champagne at my campaign, Kim for mayor

Told you I'm the same bitch form the escalator

And I ain't trippin' off you rats and investigators

Get your envelopes, time to address the haters

My **** pull triggers, stack figures, whoa, whoa, whoa

Snitch ****, broke ****, not my ****, no, no, no

In the club we sippin' Dom P, sittin' lovely, oh, whoa, whoa

Sexy ladies goin' crazy 'cause the beat's like whoa, whoa, whoa

Me and my team, we tryin' to own casinos

So we can all cop cribs like Pacino's

Come through in the O-6 Benzito's

The Feds tryna shut us down like Nino

We keep it goin', man, we keep it goin', man

Won't stop, can't, gotta keep it goin', man

See, I do it for the fans, they'll never understand

While they goin' off course, me, I'm stickin' to the plan

Feel the movement, it's a whole new crew

Fuck Junior M.A.F.I.A., that chapter is through

Them faggots done did somethin' that they can't undo

Whoever ridin' with 'em, they can get one too

Coulda copped out to a one to three do

Still took it trial even though I blew

Brooklyn style, that's how we do it

Real gangstas an ain't got to prove it

My **** pull triggers, stack figures, whoa, whoa, whoa

Snitch ****, broke ****, not my ****, no, no, no

In the club we sippin' Dom P, sittin' lovely, oh, whoa, whoa

Sexy ladies goin' crazy 'cause the beat's like whoa, whoa, whoa

Now, a party ain't a party till the Queen come through

You know where I go, man, the team come too

Pull up in the Phantom or the V-1-2

Lil' Kim's that girl, even got her own shoe

In the club with my clique though, glass full of Cristal

In the jail jumpsuit, still a bad bitch though

Rose from the ghetto, it was hard from the get-go

Then I showed the hood the world ain't just made for rich folk

Get cha little dance up, BK, stand up

Straight to the dance floor, everybody, hands up

Throw it up, get down, fellas, hold your pants up

Ladies, throw it right back, tell that ****, man up

My **** pull triggers, stack figures, whoa, whoa, whoa

Snitch ****, broke ****, not my ****, no, no, no

In the club we sippin' Dom P, sittin' lovely, oh, whoa, whoa

Sexy ladies goin' crazy 'cause the beat's like whoa, whoa, whoa