Yeah, can she sing What is that sh** she's singing It went from being one one thing thing to a Bollywood Sing-Sing And does it sting, I run things Time to stick the needle in Feeling, feeling adrenaline, adrenaline I am the lady k**a For rilla the ill man thrilla To the bon to the bon get bigger I'm a girl who keeps getting better You feel it in your system Well, I did it in the bedroom First comes working on my groove Then I leave the room to find a groom Universal bada** I kick so hard I get a red card k**a on the Red Bulla Like Ike and Tina Turner Im the lady k**a For rilla the ill man thrilla To the bon to the bon get bigger I'm a girl who gets better [Rap] Ain't nobody touch this dice, ain't no sh** but they're dropping like flies Murder in the day whatever, murder in the dark This murder is a mystery, she didn't leave a mark Murder is a martial art when she's got murder on her mind Drop nine murder k**ing machine She k**ed all competition yeah she ruined this thing And we come through k**ing the scene I'll k** you in your sleep, gonna k** you in your dreams She's a lady k**a with a cold streak I know you won't be leaving here in one piece So don't get it twisted, looks are deceiving, she's deadly She will have your family greiving I'm the universal bada** I kick so hard I get a red card Close but no cigar, I got my guards An accidental hero A tropical Indiana Jones