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Fuckin',
Fuckin',
Fuckin',
Fuckin' with the Teflon from the Stuy

[Verse" 1 Lil'
Ms. White, that bitch with a thousand
Come with a thousand crooks
I just what it takes to get this money like Blow
Catch a body, get a face lift, disappear like
Ya'll niggas I won't jump in the heap
Well dance, you lames are finished
I all ya'll cowards like a game of tennis
Act like you want some of this and I'll you the business
You see the and black, you know what it's about
Wrinkled assed gets ironed, to straighten you out
I got thugs in the east, thugs in the
That'll stick with the aisly and whip in your mouth
I 'em on a leash and now it's time to let 'em out
Better to Jehovah, the game is over
ever, ever, ever, ever underestimate
Lil' Kim the at 718
Ride outta with my nigga, holdin' his weight
After it's cooked, in eights the size of plates
You bitches been through shit, you just minors
What you know about stuffin' half a in your vagina
It's the dick licker, it's the baby
Ain't a alive can make a nigga cum quicker
Baby girl's get wetter than a shower cap
Got my mans back a Jansport napsack
And Queen Bee gon' you nothin' but heat
Homicide is for me for killin' these beats
You in the wrong department, this the section
You hoes is to irritate me like a yeast infection
Good heavens, get the Monostat 7
And hit me why don'tcha, hit me why
The lady, I hold it down for my badies
Rappers better run and hide 'cause here comes the

[Verse 2:
It's your boy, Cash, I get love in the streets
Breathin' dro colored Benz's with dutch seats
Lay in the crib on Tuesdays, duckin' the
Nigga jump off, then get pumped off your
I'm Rostein, low key and brilliant with numbers
I'm tryna blow sticky in Brazil with the
If you spittin' and I'm grippin' this
Then 32 shots, our throwback's like Mitchell and Ness
Man, I'm a project nigga, piss on the steps
And keep the on my fitted a little twist to the left
I play the block, in my sweats, reppin' my set
It's Rossie from the pharmacy, get it

[Chorus: Lil'

The
Fuckin',
Fuckin' with the Teflon from the Stuy
Fuckin' the Tef-Teflon bitch

Fuckin' the Teflon bitch from the Stuy
Now hands around your mouth and holler out
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[Verse 3: S.A.]
Yo, it's Bunky S to the A, and my ain't warm
niggas close to death with my house slippers on
You a thug cocksucka, you a coward to front
Fuck your project, your building got flowers in
Every chick I roll with, OZ in the
I was OT in Mass, pushin' flower for
gun powder, oughta put a haze on my blunt
I spit a hundred and bars when I'm blazin' 'em out
'Cause I can do that with razor stuck in my mouth
Forget a hotel, I'm fuckin' shorty right on the
Any rap I ever barked on, to hot to handle
And my bigger than lower Manhattan manholes
up for 2003 tan rover
Stash box hold guns like Afgan
Wanna murda 16, well we the you call
Queen Bee and Gotti Kids, all ya'll

[Verse 4:
Uh, yo Vee The Kid, the name I earned in the streets
'Cause my so hot, it be burnin' the beats
Melt my pen, I have meltin' your chin
When I throw you the bridge, they helpin' you swim
And you better a metal hat when you rappin' on stage
Or have my bullets like e-mail, your waves
Or snatch your face off like I'm Cage
And it could be five of ya'll, puttin' eight in grave
'Cause niggas think they hard, but they than bread
When them shells hit throat, you be coughin' up lead
The next step is to off you,
I'ma cut your fuckin' head off and have Kim auction head (Beehive)
See the kid don't rap for love, I rap for
if I know you, I demand respect
And if I put you in the body bag, your man is
The Advakid and Queen Bee gon' leave the in a mess (Beehive)

[Verse 5:
young Goldie, the Advakid, put you to rest
I ride around with two 38's tucked in my
A pump in trunk and a nine under the
Enough ammo to blow the from under your feet (Beehive)
And we got cake for like Hyde and Jeckyl
Snippers put red dots on your face like
Don't make me have to for the lead
You'll think the bullets was drops how they all hit your head
I'm that slim kid they say is probably hot
She only with me 'cause of she think I probably got
Am I be with her for long, probably not
Unless you're cute and suck a dick like a
Niggas talk about and they just bust caps
Niggas talk aboit ki's they just flip packs
When it come to my money, suggest you that
'Cause you know fly in pairs like Petey Pab
(Beehive)

Now putcha around your mouth and holler out
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