Ha, little me, no hooks
Break it, uh
Mad crews, see bitch, you ain't got a clue
Lyrically flossin' you like a bad tooth (uh-huh, tooth)
What you do, boo, ain't cool, so I'ma prove to you (so I'ma what? You)
And show you how real chicks makes big moves
'Cause we was stars before, all of this came about
And we drove cars in the AD (uh-huh), so what you talkin' about?
Hear me for titles that don't even fit you
Caught up in the town walks so remotely I click you (uh-huh, what?)
Erase you till you don't even exist (haha)
Break you off, left you in your garbage stressed out and pissed (hold up, hold up)
What is this? What do we have here? A player-hater
A freakin' nature, big time inside trader
Little me, no hooks
Break it down two time
Now what you gon' do when shit get thick?
When shit be goin' down and you caught up in my mix?
You gon' sip back and sip, play that big willie role (uh-huh, what?)
And watch me explode (like what?) Like stere-ere-o
But oh, now tell me, who be gettin' pimped?
When you be runnin' around Brooklyn bein' about addiction
You done slept on my clique, but now we in effects like Wreckx
But you lyin', little bitch, when I flex
Pull your fuckin' card right out of the deck (uh-huh, what?)
Set fire to your play, play imagine every TEC (what? Haha)
What bricks you was holdin'? What town you as sewin'? (Uh-huh)
I swear to God, I never saw you while I was flowin'
You be poppin' all this shit, now what?
Smilin' in my face, but bitch, you be lyin' like a rug (uh-huh)
What bricks you was holdin'? (What?) What town you as sewin'? (Uh-huh)
I swear to God, I never saw you while I was flowin'
Little me, no hooks
Break it down three times
Now we all caught up in fucked up times
Always findin' ourselves stuck in sticky binds
So why, couldn't I never rid of this thick black cloud?
Payin' dues that stuck around for too long now (for what? Uh-huh, haha)
What we gaan do is in '98
The fortunate chicks will be doomed, you assume too much
So now you fucked the fuck up, all that braggin' 'bout your shit
You done pressed your luck, where your skills is? (You done what?)
How you stand in this street biz, boo (street biz, boo)
Behind your crew, seein' life through your crew
So rift if you choose, the aftermath of my lyric (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Or just stain on your brain, all that bad girl talk (what? Hold up, ah)
And shit still remains the same, it doesn't matter (hold up)
Face to face and head up, I dead all your chit-chatter
Sterling Place or New York Avenues, it could happen (when? Now)
And when it's said and done, we gon' see who's still standin' (ha)
Not you (haha)
(Yeah, uh) break it down three times
Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha (queen Pen)
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha (queen Pen down)
Ha-ha-ha, ha, ha-ha (uh, Queen Pen)
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha (queen Pen down)
Ha-ha-ha, ha, ha-ha (uh, Queen Pen)
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha (queen Pen down)
Ha-ha-ha, ha, ha-ha (uh, Queen Pen)
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha (queen Pen down)
Ha-ha-ha, ha, ha-ha (uh, Queen Pen)
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha (queen Pen down)
Ha-ha-ha, ha, ha-ha (uh, Queen Pen, break it down)
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha (queen Pen down)
Ha-ha-ha, ha, ha-ha (uh, Queen Pen)
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha (queen Pen down)
Ha-ha-ha, ha, ha-ha (uh, Queen Pen)
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha (queen Pen down, one)
