Freestyle Lyrics

Check it out, the Queen Bee That's me, my man Flex, he's up next Yeah, check it out, hey, yo Flex There's a lot of mufuckers out here
That wanna be like us, real bad But we got to show them who's on top Nuh mean? Uh, check it out, uh Fellow bitches, adapt to any rebel wishes
Check it out, the Queen Bee Lil' Kim, yeah, that's right Lil' Kim in the house, check it out Wit my man, Flex, uh
Sometime a gal can get couth, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ain't that the truth? Frontin' like they bulletproof And those with no couth
Get thrown off the roof, like Bishop with the Juice Partnah, let your noose lose Bitches got the audacity Tryin' to say they gettin' cash like me, get ass like me
You couldn't be as classy as me Even if you roll a Eva curtain And diamonds on the surface, it just defeats the purpose Hoe, I'm a double bitch I lick dicks sometimes for the hell of it
Who stack chips like computers never celibate Stash weed in Bermuda Look around, look around, the room's empty So, I guess that be me The Queen B, Double E
I keep my foes close, like I used to chop my hoes close But this cat named Gicanno's Who used to call me Bag Lady 'Cause if you lick me, from my index finger to the thumb It shouldn't stay numb
See, I live this life, you wish this life Dream this life, of royals Motherfuckers got you gas motor spoiled So, what you gonna do when you run out of oil? Crumble like the foil
This goes out to you, sealed with a kiss, the Queenuesche Uh, yeah, check it out Me and my man, Flex, we just doin' this shit That's why I'm up next, you know what I'm sayin'? We been there