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letra de rock on wit yo bad self - lil' kim

i rock on with my bad self cause it’s a must
kim blow past hoes tell ’em ‘eat my dust’
cause um, i gets busy with my bad -ss
straight from brook-lawn, vietnam, baghdad
cause i’m a get you high like that stick-icky one time
one verse from the queen is like sniffin’ a line
higher than a fever, ya best believe her
this young viva senorita flow tighter than a two-seater
lyrical murderer, i’m servin’ these haters like a waitress
back to the basics
i got the game in a chokehold, better take a no-doze
sleepin’ on kim is a no-no (ugh)
the capital q-b, now take it to the e-e
i’m bringin’ things to light but you still can’t see me
i flows like the monthly you can’t cramp my style
can’t take the pain here’s a motrin child
you already know it’s ms. g.o.a.t
numero u-n-o, now here we go

i rock ruff n stuff though they put me in cuffs
but still i
(rock on with ya bad self)
i rock ruff though these punk n-gg-s talk too much
but still i
(rock on with ya bad self)

think ya hotter than me? yall stupid
ain’t no doubt about it i’m the undisputed
lyrical champion, dough i stack it
my verse crazy i write with stray jackets
you can’t hack it, some try to backstab
i drive by them haters while they try to flag cabs
hate to brag but f-ck it why shouldn’t i
‘gini with the top off, why wouldn’t i
i was tought by the streets so how couldn’t i
see right p-ss n-gg-s like big’s crooked eye
boom! bam! got dayymmm!
i’m hittin’ so hard i be shakin’ the land
kim get it crunk
like the speakers in ya trunk, got you feelin’ drunk
off the rhythm that i give ’em
spit that venom, in ’em, honey girl be killin ’em
yea, i put that on my unborn kids
kim run this sh-t, man you know what it is

i rock ruff n stuff though they put me in cuffs
but still i
(rock on with ya bad self)
i rock ruff though these punk n-gg-s talk too much
but still i
(rock on with ya bad self)

- lil kim

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