Me and my clique

Run thrugh the gutter breakin down shutter

As the beat goes, dun dun dun duda

Ain't nothing better than these favorite buttas

It's like freakin wit your lova tryin bust his rubba

Have him have him undercover like he thought he neva

How the hell a bitch like me become so celva

Yall wack MC's , y'all never never

Talkin hard as a cock but is light as a feather

Y'all suspect hoe's y'all suspect hoe's

Takin off your clothe y'all reject hoe's

Feel the rhythm, I'm bout to kill em



Slap! Slap! Slap!

Right across your melon, easy

Nigga Slap! Slap!

Right across your melon, easy





Yall lil'

Tryin act bigga don't yall get the picture

Every freakin year I come wit something sicka

Fan's takin flick's wanna get my picture

Freak's only speak