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Rock On Wit Yo Bad Self Lyrics - Ms. G.o.a.t. - Lil' Kim

I rock on with my bad self cause it's a must 

Kim blow past hoes tell 'em 'Eat my dust' 

Cause um, I gets busy with my bad ass 

Straight from Brook-lawn, Vietnam, Baghdad 

Cause I'm a get you high like that stick-icky one time 

One verse from the Queen is like sniffin' a line 

Higher than a fever, ya best believe her 

This young viva senorita flow tighter than a two-seater 

Lyrical murderer, I'm servin' these haters like a waitress 

Back to the basics 

I got the game in a chokehold, better take a No-Doze 

Sleepin' on Kim is a no-no (UGH) 

The capital Q-B, now take it to the E-E 

I'm bringin' things to light but you still can't see me 

I flows like the monthly you can't cramp my style 

Can't take the pain here's a Motrin child 

You already know it's Ms. G.O.A.T 

Numero U-N-O, now here we go 

 

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I rock ruff n stuff though they put me in cuffs 

But still I 

(Rock on with ya bad self) 

I rock ruff though these punk niggas talk too much 

But still I 

(Rock on with ya bad self) 

 

Think ya hotter than me? YALL STUPID 

Ain't no doubt about it I'm the UNDISPUTED 

Lyrical champion, dough I stack it 

My verse crazy I write with stray jackets 

You can't hack it, some try to backstab 

I drive by them haters while they try to flag cabs 

Hate to brag but fuck it why shouldn't I 

'Gini with the top off, why wouldn't I 

I was tought by the streets so how couldn't I 

See right pass niggas like BIG's crooked eye 

BOOM! BAM! GOT DAYYMMM! 

I'm hittin' so hard I be shakin' the land 

KIM GET IT CRUNK 

Like the speakers in ya trunk, got you feelin' drunk 

Off the rhythm that I give 'em 

Spit that venom, in 'em, honey girl be killin 'em 

Yea, I put that on my unborn kids 

Kim run this shit, man you know what it is 

 

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I rock ruff n stuff though they put me in cuffs 

But still I 

(Rock on with ya bad self) 

I rock ruff though these punk niggas talk too much 

But still I 

(Rock on with ya bad self) 

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