(with I.R.S.)
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Clap, clap, I think they need a round of applause,
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Yeah, it's I.R.S bitches!
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You know what it is!
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You're now hustling with the godmother! cocaine cow girl.
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Clap, clap, I think they need a round of applause,
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Clap, clap, I think they need a round of applause,
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Clap, clap, I think they need a round of applause,
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Clap, clap, I think they need a round of applause!
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Here, I gotta give it to you,
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Here's your round of applauds!
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.. baby, the fianl curtain call
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The black widow, symbol of corruption!
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Don't know by now, your girl get a costume,
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Pay attention homie, follow instructions,
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Kim is about to show you how to..
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You're cold hearted, a¢æ|Brooklyn,
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Ain't no shit hands over here, we get a¢æ|
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I strike harder; I'm ten times smarter,
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I sneak up on you like Japan did Pearl Harbor.
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I'm a a¢æ|daughter, don't stand too close,
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You catch a heat rush, skinny blanco,oho,
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For me toa¢æ|
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The queena¢æ|.
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I hope you got your poncho.
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So mention my name out of your mouth,
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And before you take a vowa¢æ|
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[Chorus:]
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Clap, clap, I think they need a round of applause,
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Clap, clap, I think they need a round of applause,
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Clap, clap, I think they need a round of applause,
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Clap, clap, I think they need a round of applause!
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..like attention, come get some!
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I million ways of dying, if you could just pick one!
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I'ma ill shot, I've got a sick gun,
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And it's contagious, so you'll catch it even if you run.
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Ah, and my niggers feelinga¢æ|too!
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This connected phone line, noa¢æ|
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a¢æ|I'll arrest the crew.
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We need a full doze, can do the..
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And shoot at you actors, like movie shoots.
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And I'm a vet, baby! Just the new recruit,
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So mention Kim name in your songs, and I'll be at your show
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With a round of applauds.
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Clap, clap! Here is Kimy Blaco!
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You already know I gotta shoot this,
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And our .. is full in case you want some more.
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I think I'm here, I'm cool!
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O.K dash!
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Clap, clap!
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I think you deservea¢æ| Bravo!
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..I'll be everywhere you're scared to go.
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Justa¢æ|likea¢æ|
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I'm back in B.K. and I'ma¢æ|
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Let's have a toast, not for thea¢æ|
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For your old school niggersa¢æ|
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It's that new shit, on that new track,
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Ain'ta¢æ|the youngesta¢æ|
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Moneya¢æ|
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If the queen says itsa¢æ| then you want us in the play.
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So mention Kim name in your verses,
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And we gonna clap it up, till they close the curtains.
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[Chorus:]
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Clap, clap, I think they need a round of applause,
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Clap, clap, I think they need a round of applause,
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Clap, clap, I think they need a round of applause,
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Clap, clap, I think they need a round of applause!
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O.K.! I.R.S. will eliminate the imitation,
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They on death road, execute the perpretation!
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Niggers we try our flight, permanent vacations,
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This model is eighteen, that's my stand innovation.
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No Jersey show, but we hear the situation,
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Send my enemies up, elevation!
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I'm a bad boy just likea¢æ|was,
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White...ride through the city causea¢æ|
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We've been stressed niggers, and we've let thea¢æ|to wait.
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So mention Kim's name in your rap
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and we'll be back stage with thea¢æ|
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Clap, clap!
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| Lil' Kim |
