The Notorious B.I.G. - Notorious K.I.M. lyrics

[Lil' Kim] (Notorious B.I.G.) What? Here's another one What? (Uh-huh uh) What? Uh! Here's another one (Uh-huh) Uh! Uh! [Verse 1] Live from NYC it's Q.B The heavy weight champ female MC Girls say they different but uh see In all actuality they wanna be me This chick running around with this stink a** gap And them fake a** raps having panic attacks You ain't a star And your record company know that How you make all this money, get this far and blow it I'm a business woman now so I'm not concerned I'd bet on Lil' Cease before you and your Firm If this was back in the days I would've been snatched you I'm getting money now Them b**hes in the hood they can have you Stop paying these n***as to write y'all sh** For the right cream I'd write a hot sixteen Better be careful what you say to me That same sh** you sh** I'mma make you sniff [Hook] (Notorious B.I.G.) It's the N-O-T-O-R-I-O U-S, you just lay down slow It's the N-O-T-O-R-I-O U-S, you just lay down slow It's the N-O-T-O-R-I-O U-S, you just lay down slow Uh, uh-huh, uh, uh [Lil' Kim] Uh, uh, uh, uh Everybody wanna Shyne off of BIG Get it, Shyne try-na sound like him when they rhyme You ain't a murderer n***a please come off that I'm next up to bat motherf**ers get their jaws tapped Bum a** n***a don't even know how to bust a gun a** n***a You dumb a** n***a Rappers acting out the late Frank White's path Once they get in jail they get f**ed in the a** Never snitch, never send a n***a to jail I'd rather find him by a boat doing the deadman's float We gangsters Real gangsters b Gun in the greenroom up at BET We gangsters Real gangsters n***a k** you and cut the head off your babysitter We gangsters We gangsters b**h Even more dangerous now we're filthy rich [Hook] [Lil' Kim] Uh, uh, uh The moral of the story is this You ain't queen b**h And you ain't BIG dick Now I'm pissed n***as on some "10% Dis" Well sh** I'mma break it down like this Lot of rappers in this game That's cool but uh Only one of us could rule You see its sort of like being in school I'm valedictorian y'all in the audience And I've got nine hundred and ninety-nine votes You got nine hundred and ninety-nine nopes You local b**h I'm worldwide Can't you see? Open your eyes I got you by a landslide Y'all mad cause n***as love my style Colgate smile, I'm a bad b**h child Cats be frontin' like they one tough cookie All my real g's do the gangsta boogie [Hook]