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Nigga, whats up?
You think you tough, I'm fly shit
Has a bitch, dope as fuck
'Sho nuff I'm guaranteed, no diggities
Fight you like the fucking enemies
You would think there's fucking ten of me
When I'm sending these
Blows, blows, hoes want to roll like hydro
When I suck Timbaland's bone like you (barking in the background)
Fido, I go
Scoop Lil' Kim
Me, she, her, them and him
Gets high in a tunnel
They see my Lexus coming
They hear the bass rumbling
They come quick, they come quick
Like a dick, I make myself sick
I'm so motherfucking bad to the bone
Like my titties are full blown
My style
My style of rapping, my style
I'm such, such, such a good rapper (I'm such, such, such a good rapper)
I give you good and plenty, yeah yeah
My style's the bomb diggy, my style
My style of rappin' (yeah)
Such, such, such a good rapper (I'm such a good rapper)
I give you good and plenty, mm-hmm
My style's the bomb diggy
I'm calling your cards like Sprint
Can't be me, can't see me
I'm low like tint, ladies and gents
Dogs, cats and babies
Whoever but my style
I hope you croak from the rabies (oh-oh oh)
Swayze, maybe I call your name
Ain't that a fucking shame (oh oh)
I'm too high for that
I'm great like the Dane (oh oh oh oh)
Mane on main
If you decide to put your hands (oh oh)
On my fucking light
Like the cigarettes I light
You must burn, you better learn
From the pro
Who rock shows after shows
When it rains, it pours
I hurt like the cold souls
My style polishes like nails and toes
You know, know (my style)
My style of rapping (is such a good)
I'm such, such, such a good rapper (I'm such a good)
I'm such a good rapper
I give you good and plenty (I give)
My styles the bomb diggy (you know my style)
My style of rappin' (I'm such)
I'm such, such, such a good rapper (I'm such a good rapper)
I give you good and plenty (yeah yeah)
My style the bomb diggy
You beg to be put on like hats
Nigga know who I am
Now you want to sing and dance
You want to shake your stanky ass
Well, I'm sorry, Sam
God damn, you ain't family
You're hounding me, pounding me
With the same old story
Huh, you bore me
Lordy have mercy on all these groupies
Sorry cutie
Why you go and shake your booty?
Cause there's only one Lil' Kim
The triple beam, the Misdemean'
The sneaker queen, whoomp, we tag-team
So hot we melt like ice cream
Without the dick riding
Dreams of smokin' a California blunt
I got the lyrics to make you feel it (uh-huh)
What you want nigga?
I'm talking about my style
I am the flyest then RZA now
I'm (yeah) talkin' (I'm talkin' talkin', I'm talking to ya) about my style
Let me tell you about Missy's style
My style of rapping (oh my)
I'm such, such, such a good rapper (say I'm such, such, such a good rapper)
I give you good and plenty (yeah yeah)
My style's the bomb diggy (you know my style)
My style of rappin' (is so)
I'm such, such, such a good rapper (I'm such a good, good)
I give you good and plenty (good, good, good)
My style's the bomb diggy (good, good, haha)
Hey Timbaland be talking more shit
And Lil' Kim be talking m-more shit-shit
Da Brat be talking m-m-more shit-shit
Busta Rhymes be talking more shit, talking more shit
702 talk shit, uh huh
And Aaliyah talk shit-shit-shit
Ginuwi-wine be talking m-m-more shit-shit
And I be talking more shit
And Total be talking more shit (haha)
Maganoo a-and Saint-Saint Nick, we be talking shit
We be talking shit, i-iight?
And Jimmy talking shit too, iight iight?
Uh, we out
You think you tough, I'm fly shit
Has a bitch, dope as fuck
'Sho nuff I'm guaranteed, no diggities
Fight you like the fucking enemies
You would think there's fucking ten of me
When I'm sending these
Blows, blows, hoes want to roll like hydro
When I suck Timbaland's bone like you (barking in the background)
Fido, I go
Scoop Lil' Kim
Me, she, her, them and him
Gets high in a tunnel
They see my Lexus coming
They hear the bass rumbling
They come quick, they come quick
Like a dick, I make myself sick
I'm so motherfucking bad to the bone
Like my titties are full blown
My style
My style of rapping, my style
I'm such, such, such a good rapper (I'm such, such, such a good rapper)
I give you good and plenty, yeah yeah
My style's the bomb diggy, my style
My style of rappin' (yeah)
Such, such, such a good rapper (I'm such a good rapper)
I give you good and plenty, mm-hmm
My style's the bomb diggy
I'm calling your cards like Sprint
Can't be me, can't see me
I'm low like tint, ladies and gents
Dogs, cats and babies
Whoever but my style
I hope you croak from the rabies (oh-oh oh)
Swayze, maybe I call your name
Ain't that a fucking shame (oh oh)
I'm too high for that
I'm great like the Dane (oh oh oh oh)
Mane on main
If you decide to put your hands (oh oh)
On my fucking light
Like the cigarettes I light
You must burn, you better learn
From the pro
Who rock shows after shows
When it rains, it pours
I hurt like the cold souls
My style polishes like nails and toes
You know, know (my style)
My style of rapping (is such a good)
I'm such, such, such a good rapper (I'm such a good)
I'm such a good rapper
I give you good and plenty (I give)
My styles the bomb diggy (you know my style)
My style of rappin' (I'm such)
I'm such, such, such a good rapper (I'm such a good rapper)
I give you good and plenty (yeah yeah)
My style the bomb diggy
You beg to be put on like hats
Nigga know who I am
Now you want to sing and dance
You want to shake your stanky ass
Well, I'm sorry, Sam
God damn, you ain't family
You're hounding me, pounding me
With the same old story
Huh, you bore me
Lordy have mercy on all these groupies
Sorry cutie
Why you go and shake your booty?
Cause there's only one Lil' Kim
The triple beam, the Misdemean'
The sneaker queen, whoomp, we tag-team
So hot we melt like ice cream
Without the dick riding
Dreams of smokin' a California blunt
I got the lyrics to make you feel it (uh-huh)
What you want nigga?
I'm talking about my style
I am the flyest then RZA now
I'm (yeah) talkin' (I'm talkin' talkin', I'm talking to ya) about my style
Let me tell you about Missy's style
My style of rapping (oh my)
I'm such, such, such a good rapper (say I'm such, such, such a good rapper)
I give you good and plenty (yeah yeah)
My style's the bomb diggy (you know my style)
My style of rappin' (is so)
I'm such, such, such a good rapper (I'm such a good, good)
I give you good and plenty (good, good, good)
My style's the bomb diggy (good, good, haha)
Hey Timbaland be talking more shit
And Lil' Kim be talking m-more shit-shit
Da Brat be talking m-m-more shit-shit
Busta Rhymes be talking more shit, talking more shit
702 talk shit, uh huh
And Aaliyah talk shit-shit-shit
Ginuwi-wine be talking m-m-more shit-shit
And I be talking more shit
And Total be talking more shit (haha)
Maganoo a-and Saint-Saint Nick, we be talking shit
We be talking shit, i-iight?
And Jimmy talking shit too, iight iight?
Uh, we out
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I'm Talkin' Lyrics as written by Teena Marie Brockert Melissa A. Elliott
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