[Intro Lil' Kim]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, I'm back, aw yeah I'm back
I'm back, and I'm about to murda cats, aw yeah
I'm back, I'm back, yeah yeah
I'm back, I'm back
I'm back and I'm about to murda cats
[Verse 1 Lil' Kim]
If you see a 7-45 and the body is wide
Take a peak and make sure ain't no body inside
Fuckin' with the Bee you might not make it alive
Cuz it's murda, ain't talkin' Irv and Ja (You know)
Ya'll sleep on baby girl, I sell them frowns
Spit the shank out my mouth and bust you down
Biggie left me the torch so I'm holdin' it now
And you sick 'cause I'm a bitch and I'm holdin' it down
If Styles say get you, without no doubt
I'ma sex you real good, then I'm airin' you out
Rep your coast, we got the crack, one hit you overdose
That shadow that you see, that's my muthafucka Ghost (What up nigga?)
SP, Lil' Kim, we in it to win it
Do a bid for my crimey, that's my Co-Defendent
And you snitch niggas tryna get a nigga locked up
Come through in an Ice Cream truck and tear your whole block up
(The Ice Cream Man is comin')
[Chorus Lil' Kim (Styles)]
Fuck that, bitches dont deserve to rap, yeah yeah yeah yeah
And I'm about to murda cats, aw yeah
And I'm about to murda cats, yeah yeah yeah yeah
(She's Bonnie I'm Clyde
I'll kill your momma and watch you stand there tramatized)
Awwwwww
Fuck that, bitches dont deserve to rap, yeah yeah yeah yeah
And I'm about to murda cats, aw yeah
And I'm about to murda cats, yeah yeah yeah yeah
(It's the Ghost and the Queen
Muthafucka get it touch wit us)
Awwwwww
[Verse 2 Styles]
You know The Ghost will steal your soul from you (The Ghost)
Lil' Kim'll pull the 4 and leave a muthafuckin' hole it you (And Lil' Kim)
I need an antidote (Antidote) to take away the pain
I smoke weed and crack a nigga canalope
I used to dream of this (I used to)
But now I got the money and house and the shit seems meaningless
If the grind don't ever stop then my mind won't ever stop
Nine won't ever stop
They say you too violent, I say you too silent
You scared to represent, I'ma make the news column
This is Holiday and Lil' Kim (Yes it is)
Bust your guns, sell your crack, puff your weed, drink a lil' gin
Watch the drama rise, she Bonnie, I'm Clyde
I'll kill ya momma and watch u stand there tramatized
You can't fuck with us, you think you could
It's the Ghost and the Queen muthafucka get it touch wit us
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 Kim (Styles)]
(It's the Ghost) And the Queen
(I'ma shoot at most of ya team)
And I'm leavin' with most of ya cream
(Nigga knock of the riffin' shit
Understand that, I'ma kill a made niggaa)
And I'ma kill the witnessess
(Y-O niggaa) Brooklyn Bitch
(Nigga bust off ya hammer) And cook them bricks
(If you really had doe like you said you did)
You woulda ran up in yo crib and been took that shit
(If I want a nigga dead then I'm doin the shit)
And your girl right behind ya with the ooh and the 5th
(It's the Queen and the Ghost who's shit this tight)
Yeah Frank is the King so call me Ms. Whyte
(And I ask niggas who won't dance)
And I got his back like that bitch from True Romance
(SP the Mack Milli) QB the Tech
(Got money and the power) Now where's the respect?
[Chorus]
It's the Ghost and the Queen muthafucka get it touch wit us
Awwwwww
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