Aiyyo shorty, won't you go get a bag of the lethal

I'll be undressed in the bra all see through

While you count your jewels thinkin I'ma cheat you

The only one thing I wanna do is freak you

Keep your stone sets, I got my own baguettes

And I'll be doin things that you won't regret

Lil Kim the Queen Bee, so you best take heed

Shall I proceed? (Yes indeed!)

I'ma throw shade, if I can't get paid

Blow you up to your girl like the Army grenade

You can slide on my ice like the Escapade

And itchy-gitchy-yaya with the marmalade

Who me? Not you, oh yes, who's he?

I even dig yo' man's style, but I love yo' profile

Whisper in your ear and get you all shook up

But don't blush, just keep this on the hush