Who Shot Ya? lyrics

[Verse 1]
Who shot ya? I'm the Notorious K.I.M
Queen b*tch, cause the streets say I am
Play private airports, fashion week I'm on the runway
Feds tryna tie me to all sorts of gunplay
Must be the mon-ey
Paparazzi looking for my limo I breeze out in the Hyundai
Biggie warned me the more money more problems
Now that I'm on the new levels, I see the new devils
My flame stay on high, so I walks right through em
Old school, new school, I really don't care
I burn baby burn like smokey the bear
Y'all don't want nothing here, it's election season
And your number one candidate is leading
The lyrical molesting is taking place
f*cking with Queen Bee it ain't safe
Leave the stinger in your face, like you got the mumps
Kim spit that sh*t to give you n*ggas goosebumps
Honey girl break rules, make moves
b*tches mad cause I keep multi-millionaire dudes all around me
A billion c*ck rhymes, any of you b*tches
Whisperin about mines, and I'm and I'm
Bedstuy's finest, you rewind this
Brooklyn's behind this
GO BROOKLYN!
[Hook]

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[Verse 2]
I seen the light, got rid of all the creeps
Camera's in the crib, bullet proofed out the jeeps
Y'all go ahead and sleep, got to watch my back
Think the coke and law enforcement acts make me slack?
A b*tch is all that, c*ck sucker, ease up
This laser beam device make a n*gga freeze up
'st cut the check, respect I demand it
Slip and break the seventh commandment
Thou shall not f*ck with the Queen, or see Poppa
Send you straight to BIG in the chopper
I feel for you, pop my collar like the Fonz
Royalty watch, while Lil' Kim on the arm
Put your money where your mouth is, contracts in the briefcase
You name the time and the place
Make sure you remember my face snake b*tches
Fake b*tches, what the f*ck y'all wanna do b*tches?
More better, got the haystack
I'm in the phantom, she's in the Maybach
Flex got his arms in the fire position n'
Bout' to drop the bomb, hope you haters is listenin'
Who shot ya?
[Hook]

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