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My Aunt Dot left a Glock and some blood on my sheets
Told me clean the shit up, then she hit the streets
Even though I'm her niece, she copped me a piece
Wack-ass caliber, nickel-plated with the silencer
What? She don't know I like my guns pretty?
Like my boy Castor Troy with the twin glizzies
I heard a knock at the door
To my surprise, I saw these two familiar eyes
"Who are you?"
"What up? I'm Shanice, don't remember me?"
She called me by my government name, Kimberly
"Who sent you?"
"My mom sent me, her name is Dottie
She packed a note in my knapsack and warned for a shotty"
Heh, she was cute and mad fly
She had the Prada knapsack with the hat to match
Fivari hiking boots with the mink bubble goose
And I could see she was admiring my mink ski suit
Then she handed me the note
"Here, read this"
I just stared her up and down 'cause I couldn't believe it
Then I opened it, it said
"Bitches is out to get you
Your so-called friends put a bomb in your Benz
I'm on a mission now to do some harm to your friends
They know where you live, so evacuate the crib
And oh, the little girl, that's your cousin Shanice
Since I can't be with her, I need you to babysit her
Besides, she looks up to you, you're her idol
And tomorrow is her first violin recital
And she would be more than happy if you could take her
Peace, my number's on the back of the paper, hit me later"
Damn, what went wrong?
Can't we all just get along and make hit songs?
Bitches all up in my ass like a thong
If this was a show, y'all hoes would get gone
'Cause if it's on, then it's on, bring it on
What the fuck you waiting for? Come on, let's get it on
What's taking you so long? I got plans for the future
To bring back your head like Medusa
Girls be acting stink and mad funny
Y'all bitches bleed like me on the monthly
Can't stand the pain and pop a Humphrey
I know it hurts (I'm killing y'all)
Girls be acting stink and mad funny
Y'all bitches bleed like me on the monthly
Can't stand the pain and pop a Humphrey
I know it hurts (I'm killing y'all)
Uh, we in the Range in this fucked up weather
It's snowing and I'm trying to put the whole shit together
How Laverne, she always wanted to be like me
And dress like me and look like me
And Nicole, it's like she lived in my house
Asking me for money day in, day out
And last but not least, the grimiest one, Taisha
She planned it all, come to find out her name is Keisha
"Come on, Shanice, I'm taking you to my house in El Con"
"I wanna go with you"
"Uh, be quiet, we will get along fine"
"Come on, please, I wanna be just like you
Six hundred Mercedes and 380s in my doll babies
Crazy baguettes in my burettes
And H-Class rocks inside my baby G-Shock
Fuck Barney and Lambchops, I don't love them hoes
But anything goes when it comes to bankrolls
Diamonds on my toes, X and O's
Versace hottie in designer clothes
Scoop Little Neek and dust, then take the toys I rust
Make 'em spend they cheese, then kick 'em out to take the bus
I'm the S, the H, the A, the N, the I, the C, the E
But all my friends call me Miss Little Queen Bee
What, what? I like the green, know what I mean?
Ever seen a professional? Uh-huh, well I'm the queen
"You know what? I like you, you little big person
Rule number one, no cursing
Anyway, what you know about that? You too young for that
When I was your age, I would've got hung for that"
Then I picked up the phone to call my Aunt Dot
So she could fill me in a little more about the plot
Hmm, 917-582-122
"Hello?"
"Yo, what's the deal? Why these bitches bugging out?
I mean, what's this all about?"
"See, it's sort of like what Tonya Harding did to Nancy
They don't want you to win no more
Soul Train, they don't want you to attend no more
And I guess that's why I ain't your friends no more
The other day when I was coming out the grocery store
I saw the bitch Nicole in front of the salon next door
"Hello?"
"Yep, then I choked the bitch out, at least one to the heart
Tied up her hands and feet, threw her in my back seat
Then I dumped her on a dead-end street
The other two? Yeah, they still linger
But don't you let me fail, I'ma get 'em
So just pray I come home
And when we hang up, get rid of your phone"
Ooh, when Aunt Dot comes, oh brother
It's like five Bloody Marys one after another
She have you stressed, no wearing white, no sex
And when she get vexed, guess what happens next?
'Cause them other two girls that's still on the menu
Is the reason why the story is to be continued
Girls be acting stink and mad funny
Y'all bitches bleed like me on the monthly
Can't stand the pain and pop a Humphrey
I know it hurts (I'm killing y'all)
Girls be acting stink and mad funny
Y'all bitches bleed like me on the monthly
Can't stand the pain and pop a Humphrey
I know it hurts (I'm killing y'all)