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 (Big) Yeah... fuck you
(Kim) Fuck you too!
 (Big) Fuck you bitch
 (Kim) Fuck you motherfucker
 (Big) You ain't shit anyway, fuck you
 (Kim) You ain't shit, you fat motherfucker
 (Big) Yeah, whatever whatever
 (Kim) Whatevah
 (Big) You wasn't sayin that when you was suckin my dick
 (Kim) You wasn't sayin that when you was eatin my pussy!
 (Kim) You a nasty motherfucker!
 (Big) Check it, uhh
 (Kim) Crab ass
 
 (Chorus One: B.I.G.)
 What do ya do when yo' bitch is untrue?
 You cut that hooker off and find someone new
 I need another bitch (another bitch), in my life
 
 (Notorious B.I.G.)
 Uh-huh, uhh, uhh
 I know he don't treat you like I treat you
 Time to explain your game is see-through
 Sex is lethal, I ain't gon' lie
 Means to get ya back, I ain't gon' try
 Like this y'all, my girl sucked anotha nigga dick y'all
 Light skinned with the chromed out six y'all
 Thought they was creepin, took trips to V-A every third weekend
 While you was sleepin, he hit you on the box
 Sixty-nine code non-stop
 Shoulda left ya then, but my heart said not
 You knew too much, the relationship grew too much
 You knew about the crack vials, means to be trialed
 Way I hid dough under the bathroom tile
 Waited for a while, thought you would do the right thing
 Then things got frightening
 Peep the scene, sorta like Sam Rothstein
 Guess you Ginger, huh, go figure
 Never thought you could be a gold digger
 Take my dough and spend with the next nigga
 Asked my man Trigga, my ace boom coon
 Told me cut the bitch off 'fore the shit balloon
 Now I'm like Brandy, "Sittin in My Room"
 Pissy drunk listenin to Stylistic tunes
 Or the O'Jays, thinkin bout the old days
 My nigga's like, "Fuck that bitch, go play
 Baller, did she beep you?  Don't call her
 Guess who I seen, that freak bitch Paula
 She was askin bout ya whereabouts
 Here's the digits, I know you can wear that out
 Tear that out the frame, ya game so tight
 You'll be all fuckin tonight"
 
 (Chorus Two: Lil' Kim)
 What do ya do when your man is untrue?
 Do you cut the sucker off and find someone new?
 I need another man, in my life
 
 (Lil' Kim)
 Mmm, uhhh, uhhh!
 Member when you said you would die for me, shit
 All of that was just lies to me
 Motherfucker shoulda never said bye to me
 Now you cry for me, like Jodeci
 It's like that y'all, my nigga hit another bitch from the back y'all
 Black nasty and mad fat y'all; shoulda seen the hoe
 Nigga pack ya shit, you out the do', ohh
 What about the fight in the Mirage?
 I seen ya Benz, parked outside my sister's garage
 Said it was ya friend Rog, bullshit
 I ain't gonna keep puttin up wit the bullshit
 And still I, never sweat these bitches
 who be hanged like plaques on the wall and ya pictures
 Scalin fishes, my love is concrete
 Stashin ya heat in the passenger seat
 of the Nautica Jeep, we've been down for so long
 Still a bitch like me tryin to hold on
 Teary eyed, damn a bitch schemin
 Girls steady screamin, "Kim you need to leave him!"
 When I testified in court
 Couldn't think straight thinkin bout the bitches I fought
 over you, you can have the shit you bought
 and fuck you, using is my last resort
 You see nine outta ten niggaz, ain't shit
 One outta five niggaz suck a dick
 Ya mad at me, too bad she ain't as bad as me
 Choulda kept the freak bitch off my canopy
 Now you see, ain't no pussy warm as mine
 Long as mine, ain't no love as strong as this
 When I sucked ya dick, it's like smokin a roach
 Uhh, why go from first class to coach?
 
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 (Chorus Two)
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