Lil' Kim - Queen ***** Lyrics
If peter piper pecked em, i betcha biggie bust emHe probably tried to ***** him, i told him not to trust himLyrically, i dust em, off like pledgeHit hard like sledge-hammers, ***** with that platinum grammerI am a diamond cluster hustlerQueen *****, supreme *****Kill a nigga for my nigga by any means *****Murder scene *****Clean *****, disease free *****Check it, i write a rhyme, melt in your mouth like m&m'sRoll with the m.a.f.i.a. remember them?Tell em when i used to mess with gentlemenStraight up aposttles, now strictly niggaz that jostleKill a nigga for the figure, how you figure?Your cheddar would be better, beretta inside of berettaNobody do it betterBet i wet cha like hurricanes and typhoonsGot buffoons eatin my ***** while i watch cartoonsSleep til noon, wrap pam grier's hairBaby drinkers beware, mostly dolce wearFrank fill niggaz lives for one point fiveWhile you struggle and strive we pick which benz to driveThe m.a.f.i.a. you wanna be emMost of y'all niggaz can't eat without prediumI'm rich, i'ma stay that *****Who you lovin who you wanna be hugginRoll with niggaz that be thuggin, bugginIn the tunnel in eso'sSippin espresso, cappuchino wit ninoOn a mission for the lucci crenoI used to wear moschino, but every ***** got itNow i rock colorful minks because my pockets stay knottedC-note after c-note, frank boat holds fifteen plus the catererYou think your greater, uh(you niggaz got some audacityYou sold a million now you half of meGet off my dick, kick it *****)Check my pitch, or send it puss in aAnd i'll still stick your moms for her stocks and bondsI got that bomb ass *****, a good ass shotWith hardcore flows to keep a nigga dick rockSippin ziffendales, up in chippendalesShop in bloomingdales for prada bagsFemale don dada has no broblems spittin cream with my teamShit's straight like nine fifteen, knahmean?Cruise the diamond district with my biscuitFlossin my rolex richShit, i'ma stay that *****
