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