[Verse 1: Lil Kim] I'm solid gold, they gold plated These basic b**hes so overrated And They whole life be fabricated Please cut it Amputate it This year that f** sh** will not be tolerated G's move in silence so my moves can't be calculated Run up the check like I'm Nike These b**hes don't like me But they n***a wanna take me shopping Ferrari, Lamborghini, Audi R8 Take a guess at which one I'm copping Ran off on the plug so many times I swear that he won't stop calling Foreign horses in the driveway Use a chauffeur for the highway Got a .50 Cal in his Birkin bag And I'll sick em on you like Cujo We are not cut from the same cloth b**h I'm from Mars like Bruno Got a main n***a, side n***a Sugar daddy give me everything That cash money, that dope money, That Amex swiping everything (Like Swaaa) I just burned down Loubiton (Swaa) I burned down the Chanel (Swaa) a hundred bodies in Versace (Swaa) head shots in Givenchy Whipping the foreign like Ricky Bobby Like residing in a Maserati Serving the block like Cal Bungie I got the wave like California [Bridge: Lil Kim] I got the... I got the wave I got the... I got the wave like California