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[Lil' Kim].. My Aunt Dotleft a glock and some blood on my sheetsTold me clean the shit up, then she hit the streetsEven though I'm her niece, she copped me a pieceWack-ass caliber, nickel-plated with the silencerWhat? She don't know I like my guns pretty?Like my boy Castor Troy with the twin-glizziesI heard a knock at the door {*knock knock knock knock knock*}To my surprise I saw these two familiar eyesWho are you?[Lil' Shanice]Whattup? I'm Shanice, don't remember me?[Lil' Kim]She called me by my government name, KimberlyWho sent you?[Lil' Shanice]My mom sent me; her name is DottieShe packed a note in my knapsack along with a shottie[Lil' Kim]Hmmph, she was cute; and mad flyShe had the Prada knapsack, with the hat to matchBavari hiking boots, with the mink bubblegooseand I could see she was admiring my Minski suitThen she handed me the note[Lil' Shanice]Here - read this[Lil' Kim]I just stared her up and downcause I couldn't believe this - then I opened itIt said, "Bitches is out to get you;your so-called friends, put a bomb in your Benz.I'm on a mission now to do some harm to your friends.They know where you live, so evacuate the crib.And oh, the little girl, that's your cousin Shanice.Since I can't be with her, I need you to babysit her.Besides; she looks up to you - you're her idol -and tomorrow is her first violin recital, and she would be more than happy if you could take her.Peace, my number's on the back of the paper, hit me later."Damn.. what went wrong? Can't we all just get along, and make hit songs? Bitches all up in my ass like a thongIf this was a show, y'all hoes would get "gonged"Cause if it's on, then it's on, bring it onWhat the fuck you waitin for? C'mon, let's get it onWhat? What's takin you so long? I got plans for the futureto bring back your head like Medusa[Chorus: Lil' Kim (repeat 2X)]Girls be actin stink, and mad funnyY'all bitches bleed like me, on the monthlyCan't stand the pain then pop a "Humphrey"I know it hurts.. (I'm killin y'all)[Lil' Kim]Uhhh, we in the Range in this fucked up weatherIt's snowin and I'm tryin to put the whole shit togetherHow Laverne, she always wanted to be like meand dress like me, and look like meand Nicole, it's like she lived in my houseAskin me for money, day in - day outAnd last but not least the grimiest one TayeshaShe planned it all, come to find out her name is KeishaC'mon Shanice I'm takin you to my house in L. Conn.(I wanna go with you!) Uhh, be quiet, and we'll get along fine[Lil' Shanice]C'mon please, I wanna be just like you600 Mercedes, and 380's in my doll babiesCrazy baguettes in my barettes; and,H-class rocks inside my baby G shopFuck Barney and Lambchops; I don't love them hoes!But anything goes when it comes to bankrollsDiamonds on my toes, X-and-O'sVersace hottie in designer clothesScoop Lil' Nique and Jus, then take 'em to Toys'R'UsMake em spend they cheese then kick 'em out and take the busI'm the S-the-H-the-A-the-N-the-I-the-C-the-Ebut all my friends call me Miss Little Queen BeeWhat what? I like the green, know what I mean?Ever seen The Professional? (uh-huh) Well I come cleaner[Lil' Kim]You know what? I like you; little big personbut rule number one - no cursinAnyway, what you know about that?You too young for that, when I was your ageI woulda got hung for thatThen I picked up the phone, to call my Aunt Dotso she could fill me in a little more about the plotHmm.. nine-one-seven, eight-five-eight, two-one-two-two"Hello?" Yo, what's the deal?Why these bitches buggin out; I mean, what's this all about?"See it's sorta like what Tonya Harding did to NancyThey don't want you to win no moreSoul Train they don't want you to attend no moreAnd I guess that's why, they ain't your friends no moreThe other day, when I was comin out the grocery storeI saw the bitch Nicole in front of the salon next door"For real? "Yup, then I choked the bitch outAt least one to the heart, tied up her hands and feetThrough her in my backseat,then I dumped her on a dead-end streetThe other two? Yeah they still lingerBut don't you lift a finger, I'ma get 'emso just pray I come homeand when we hang up, get rid of your phone"Whoo! When Aunt Dot comes, oh brotherIt's like five Bloody Mary's, one after anotherHmmph, she have you stressed, no wearin white, no sexAnd when she get vexed, you guess what happens nextCause them other two girls, that's still on the menuis the reason why the story is to be continued..[Chorus]more free lyrics