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Some information about The Beehive Lyrics Title: Lil Kim - The Beehive lyrics Artist: Lil Kim Album: La Bella Mafia Visitors: 8 visitors have visited The Beehive Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. f/ Reeks & Bunky S.A.Vee & Goldie of the Advakids *scratched* Fuckin fuckin Fuckin fuckin Fuckin fuckin Fuckin with the Teflon bitch from the Stuy [Verse" 1 Lil Kim] Ms. Whitethat bitch with a thousand looks Come through with a thousand crooks I just know what it takes to get this money like Blow Catch a bodyget a face liftdisappear like Pablo Ya ll niggas think I won t jump in the heap Well let s danceyou lames are finished I serve all ya ll cowards like a game of tennis Act like you want some of this and I ll give you the business You see the yellow and blackyou know what it s about Wrinkled assed niggas gets ironedto straighten you out I got thugs in the eastthugs in the south That ll stick with the aisly and whip piss in your mouth I kept em on a leash and now it s time to let em out Better pray to Jehovahthe game is over Don t everevereverever underestimate Lil Kim the postergirl at 718 Ride outta town with my niggaholdin his weight After it s cookedchopped in eights the size of plates You bitches ain t been through shityou just minors What you know about stuffin half a bricks in your vagina It s the dick lickerit s the baby sipper Ain t a bitch alive can make a nigga cum quicker Baby girl s pussy get wetter than a shower cap Got my mans back like a Jansport napsack And Queen Bee gon bring you nothin but heat Homicide is lookin for me for killin these beats You in the wrong departmentthis the upperclass section You hoes is startin to irritate me like a yeast infection Good heavenssomebody get the Monostat 7 And hit me why don tchahit me why don tcha The boss ladyI hold it down for my badies Rappers better run and hide cause here comes the Beehive [Verse 2: Reeks] It s your boyMoney CashI get love in the streets Breathin dro colored Benz s with dutch colored seats Lay in the crib on Tuesdaysduckin the sweep Nigga jump offthen get pumped off your feet I m like Rosteinlow key and brilliant with numbers I m tryna blow sticky in Brazil with the Hummer If you spittin and I m grippin this tech Then that s 32 shotsour throwback s like Mitchell and Ness ManI m a project niggastill piss on the steps And keep the brim on my fitted a little twist to the left I play the blockfifth in my sweatsreppin my set It s Rossie from the pharmacyget it correct [Chorus: Lil Kim] {*scratched*} The Beehive Fuckin fuckin Fuckin with the Teflon bitch from the Stuy Fuckin with the Tef-Teflon bitch Beehive Fuckin with the Teflon bitch from the Stuy Now putcha hands around your mouth and holler out The Beehive [Verse 3: Bunky S.A.] Yoit s Bunky S to the Aand my guns ain t warm Beatin niggas close to death with my house slippers on You ain t a thug cocksuckayou a coward to front Fuck your projectyour building got flowers in front Every chick I roll withOZ in the cunt I was OT in Masspushin flower for months Sprinklin gun powderoughta put a haze on my blunt I spit a hundred and fifty bars when I m blazin em out Cause I can do that with razor blades stuck in my mouth Forget a hotelI m fuckin shorty right on the couch Any rap shit I ever barked onto hot to handle And my rims bigger than lower Manhattan manholes Listen up for 2003 tan rover Stash box hold guns like Afgan soldiers Wanna murda 16well we the niggas you call Queen Bee and Gotti Kidsmuthafuck all ya ll [Chorus] [Verse 4: Vee] Uhyo Vee The Kidthat s the name I earned in the streets Cause my bars so hotit be burnin the beats Melt my penI have slugs meltin your chin When I throw you over the bridgethey helpin you swim And you better wear a metal hat when you rappin on stage Or have my bullets like e-mailpackin your waves Or snatch your face off like I m Nicolas Cage And it could be five of ya llputtin eight in your grave Cause niggas think they hardbut they softer than bread When them shells hit your throatyou be coughin up lead The next step is to off youdead I ma cut your fuckin head off and have Kim auction your head (Beehive) See the kid don t rap for loveI rap for cheques Even if I know youI demand respect And if I put you in the body bagyour man is next The Advakid and Queen Bee gon leave the game in a mess (Beehive) [Chorus] [Verse 5: Goldie] It s young Goldiethe Advakidput you to rest I ride around with two 38 s tucked in my sweats A pump in trunk and a nine under the seat Enough ammo to blow the earth from under your feet (Beehive) And we got cake for killas like Hyde and Jeckyl Snippers put red dots on your face like freckles Don t make me have to reach for the lead You ll think the bullets was rain drops how they all hit your head I m that slim kid that they say is probably hot She only with me cause of what she think I probably got Am I gon be with her for longprobably not Unless you re cute and suck a dick like a lollipop Niggas talk about guns and they just bust caps Niggas talk aboit ki s whey they just flip packs When it come to my moneysuggest you gimmie that Cause you know bullets fly in pairs like Petey Pab (Beehive) [Chorus] Now putcha hands around your mouth and holler out The Beehive Hottest songs from Lil Kim : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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