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    Dj Clue? / Lyrics

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    "Notorious Kim" Lyrics

    Dj Clue? feat. Lil' Kim

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    What? Here's another one
    What? Uh huh uh
    What? Uh, here's another one
    Uh huh, uh, uh

    Live from NYC it's Q.B
    The heavy weight champ female emcee
    Girls say they different but uh, see
    In all actuality they wanna be me

    This chick running around with this stink ass gap
    And them fake ass raps having panic attacks
    You ain't a star and your record company know that
    How you make all this money you just fart 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 bitches in the hood they can have you

    Stop paying these niggas to write y'all shit
    For the right cream I'd write a hot sixteen
    Better be careful what you say to me
    That same shit you shit, I'mma make you sniff

    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
    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, nigga please come off that
    I'm next up to bat motherfuckers get their jaws tapped

    Bum ass nigga don't even know how to bust a gun ass nigga
    You dumb ass nigga
    Rappers acting out the late Frank White's path
    Once they get in jail they get fucked in the ass

    Never snitch, never send a nigga to jail
    I'd rather find him by a boat doing the dead man's float
    We gangsters, real gangsters B
    Gun in the green room up at B E T

    We gangsters, real gangsters nigga
    Kill you and cut the head off your babysitter
    We gangsters, we gangsters bitch
    Even more dangerous now we're filthy rich

    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

    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
    Uh, uh, uh

    The moral of the story is this
    You ain't queen bitch and you ain't big dick
    Now I'm pissed niggas on some 10 percent diss
    Well, shit 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 notes

    You know bitch I'm worldwide
    Can't you see?
    Open your eyes
    I got you by a landslide

    Y'all mad 'cause niggas love my style
    Colgate smile, I'm a bad bitch child
    Cats be frontin' like they one tough cookie
    All my real G's do the gangsta boogie

    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
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Roger Troutman, Christopher Wallace, Osten Harvey, Kim Jones, Dayna Stinson.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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