Black Barbie knows how to party
Y'all hoes can't be serious
Y'all know it ain't no comparing us
Act like you ain't heard about the Gabana girls
I make moves in the games
Everybody get your hands in the air
Like its my last bullet and I only got one shot
Tresspassers they gon' die in the cribo
Return of the widow, it's goin' down kiddo
You know the name Lil' Kim high class
Bitches talk slick but they ain't got nothin' for me
Tryin' to be a billionare I got things to do
Get your hands in the air
We never get stuck sometimes take the long route
(This is the world premiere)
Everybody get your hands in the air
I lay my Mack game down nigga straight from the start
You might catch me next season on the cover of Vouge
That fly girl persona its a premadonna world
Hollyhood style gettin' love around the globe
Queen bee,y'all ain't ready for it
Y'all ain't ready for it
Its a whole nother story
I told Swizz gimme the guttest shit you got
Talk to 'em
Queen Bee
Y'all ain't ready for it
I'm in the "Gettin' money" mode
Talk to 'em
Get your hands in the air
When I'm in there territory
But sometimes we get cold from the ice in our minks
Or get slaped silly heard my man G Dep,
Don't ride but I still cop a Harley
I made my mark in this game who the fuck are you
Fix ya face
Hattin' homies better start,showin' some respect
Knows I gets bizzy
And I should'nt have to tell yall who run the city
Tryna holla at the bee and you think ya fly
Everybody get your hands in the air
The other chick is a fraud
That's why I keep the 4-5 in the pillow
Queen bee,Swizz Beatz,they scared of us
But get ready for it
I'm important like the Queen on the chessboard
Shake it Shorty with ya high priced ass, priced ass
Queen bee,Swizz Beatz,they scared of us
Yall hate me,yeah alright ditto
Y'all hoes can't be serious
When our backs aganist the wall we bang our way out
Livin' by the street code
Aim straight for the middle like I'm throwing a dart
I love God nigga and I'm reppin' the streets
Get your hands in the air
They say I'm pretty like chrome on chrome
Yall ain't ready for it
I'ma give it to you raw weather you like it or not
Pull out the black Amali when I'm ridin' with my dirtys
Y'all know it ain't no comparing us
'Bout to have every corner of this rap game sewed
We comin' to take this yall
We comin' to rock this yall
World wide I crush everybody
Y'all hoes can't be serious
Y'all niggas done gone delirious
And when I spit belive its going straight to your heart
No, we never sip unless there ice in our drinks
Y'all know it ain't no comparing us
And that feeling at the top is like home sweet home
Dream team rockin' the yellow and black jerseys
With the Beravas kit, got niggas mad as shit
We gon' do a song
Don't lie who else hot besides me
Impress me dawg throw some money in the sky
Y'all ain't ready for it
Don't take it personal baby, fuck you,pay me
Ain't nothin' but ladys in my dark blue Mercedes
666 thats the mark of the beast
Just to prove to y'all niggas that I'm still on top
That you never heard before
Even my seven year old neice Rizzy
Get your hands in the air
(Where it at?)
(Yo Swizz where it at baby?)
Queen bee,Swizz Beatz,they scared of us
Y'all niggas done gone delirious
Y'all niggas done gone delirious
