(feat. Lil' Kim)

[Street noise in the background]


[Lil' Kim: Talking]
See it's two types of (*##$es in the world

You gotta broke (*##$, you gotta rich (*##$
That would explain what I am
And what my girl Missy is

We da rich mother$#&@in' !#$*ES!
That's right
Then you got a (*##$ like me

Who just stand above all (*##$es
That excludes my girl Missy, Mary
You know what I'm saying

But ya'll know what the $#&@ I mean
I'm the Queen Bee-itch
That's right mother$#&@er what?

Ya'll gotta problem wit' it come see me
A mother$#&@er ain't taking my title
Or my girl Missy title or my girl Mary title

What, that's right you see
Only (*##$es like us are allowed to play a game a chess
A real queen needs a king

You damn mother$#&@in' I don't ^!$$% laying under me
That I can't do for me what I can't do for my mother$#&@in' self
So when ya'll see me in the street

This is what I want ya'll to do
[Beat starts]
Fix your lips, put 'em together nicely and say

Say it along, say it along now
Say "She's a !#$*!!!!"


[Missy: Singing]
I was walkin' real slow to the dancefloor
He was lookin' at my $$# and I turned him up

I see him talkin' to his boy on his cellaphone
I looked at him and all he could say was
"Damn baby, bring it on"

I talk %#@! but I come thru like a storm
I keep my piece so sweet yeah nice and warm
And all he could feel was this "Love baby"


[Missy: Singing Faster]
I don't give a $#&@

About what they think
What they say
They can call me a freak

Call me anything they wanna name
I don't give a, I don't give a
I just wanna take him home

Take him to the house
And turn 'em him
He ain't checkin' for you

I don't give a $#&@
About what they think
What they say

They can call me a freak
Call me anything they wanna name
I don't give a, I don't give a

I just wanna take him home
Take him to the house
And turn 'em him

He ain't checkin' for you