I heard she mad rich, I heard she dead I heard she coke, shut up bitch! Ayo Kim can spit, man, she don't her shit Nah, Biggie her shit, shut up bitch! I heard she to jail, I heard she out on bail She done fucked up now, up bitch! Why she got her fixed, why she got bigger tits Why is y'all on my shit, damn, up bitch!
talkin', all these haters hawkin' Paparazzi stalkin' takin' pictures while I'm Damn, a bitch breathe? Gimmie room, please I'm in the paper e'ry day if I or sneeze
I to ride in a rental Lebaron Now you can catch me in the SLR Mercedes (Hey, Kim, up?) Gotta put the doors up, haters pick ya up I'm in the Trump International, 30 up (So high)
You payin' my bills, so you ain't sayin' nothin' Ain't keepin' it real then you to stop frontin' You say you got this but we see nothin' And if you feel me get this ho shit jumpin' (Get it jumpin', bitch)
Used to about the way I wore my clothes Now every chick look like lil' Kim in they Now don't come around here with Wendy Williams shit Get yo facts straight or shut up
I heard she mad rich, I heard she broke I heard she coke, shut up bitch! Ayo Kim can spit, man, she write her shit Nah, wrote her shit, shut up bitch! I heard she goin' to jail, I heard she out on She done up now, shut up bitch! Why she got her fixed, why she got bigger tits Why is on my shit, damn, shut up bitch!
I hate that people starin' 'cause this stay appearin' In somethin' made with enginerin', Rack n' Pinion stearin' Homes with French doors and heated marble Whores 'cause momma back and hotter than before
Big bank, hold like the late Frank I does what you can't, I'm everythin' you ain't I'm La Bella Don, the bitch in the biz So don't me, nigga, it is what it is
You payin' my bills, so you ain't sayin' nothin' Ain't keepin' it real you need to stop frontin' You say you got this but we see nothin' And people if you feel me get ho shit jumpin'
So believe e'rythin' you hear Just a Q-tip, niggaz be all in ya ear Three hundred and sixty days of the year Shit, I done heard it all my career (What say?)
I heard she mad rich, I heard she broke I heard she sniffin' coke, up bitch! Ayo Kim can spit, man, she don't write her Nah, Biggie her shit, shut up bitch! I she goin' to jail, I heard she out on bail She done fucked up now, up bitch! Why she got her nosed fixed, why she got bigger Why is on my shit, damn, shut up bitch!
I keep climbing up the ladder Y'all never my swagger All this petty chitter-chatter only my packets fatter Some peoples jobs just to about lil' Kim face it, I'm a way of life for all of them
Tabloid magazines rate worst and dressed They got some when the ones Who do the look a mess Star Jones don't like me, she cheap and I like the Damn, it must good to payless
You ain't my bills, so you ain't sayin' nothin' Ain't keepin' it real then you to stop frontin' You say you got this but we don't see And if you feel me get this ho shit jumpin'
You know niggaz hate to see nigga eat Quick to put another business in the street I wish they'd shut the up, damn good grief You your mouth's a cage For your if you just close your teeth
I heard she mad rich, I she dead broke I heard she sniffin' coke, up bitch! Ayo Kim can spit, man, she don't her shit Nah, wrote her shit, shut up bitch! I heard she to jail, I heard she out on bail She done fucked up now, up bitch! Why she got her nosed fixed, why she got tits Why is on my shit, damn, shut up bitch!
Ha ha, I know it's killin' you bitches, I know it's you back, oh, my God You had a Voodoo and everything, worthless, bitch! You just knew, don't let her back, Jesus! Please, let her come back!
But she's bitches Ha ha, okay, look, on the count of three Stop focusing on her and think about you for a Now ain't depressing, ain't it depressin'
See, that's why nobody talk about you Ain't to talk about Get yourself a hobby, Learn how to make a quilt or Ha, is it that you hate you? what it is, ain't it? Just yourself in the mouth then, bitch!