Get In Touch with Us (feat. Styles P)

Now you've seen this before

Don't, don't tell me what's gonna happen

Okay, just let me sit here and enjoy

Yeah yeah yeah yeah (I'm back)

Aw yeah I'm back

I'm back, and I'm about to murder cats

Aw yeah I'm back

I'm back

Yeah I'm back

I'm back, and I'm about to murder cats

If you see a 745 and a body as wide

Take a peek and make sure ain't nobody inside

Fuckin' with the Bee you might not make it alive

'Cause it's murder, ain't talkin' Irv and Ja

Y'ass sleep on baby girl, I seldom frown

Spit the shank out my mouth, and bust you down

Biggie left me the torch, so I'm holdin' it now

And you sick 'cause I'm a bitch and I'm holdin' it down

If Styles say get you, without no doubt

I'ma set you real good then I'm airin' you out

Rep your coast, we got the crack, one hit you overdosed

That shadow that you see , that's my motherfuckin' ghost

S. P., Lil' Kim, we in it to win it

Do a bid for my crime, here that's my co-defendant

And you snitch **** tryna get a **** locked up

Come through in an ice cream truck and tear your whole block up

Fuck that, bitches don't deserve to rap

And I'm about to murder cats

And I'm about to murder cats

She Bonnie, I'm Clyde, I kill your mom and watch you stand there traumatized

Fuck that, bitches don't deserve to rap

And I'm about to murder cats

And I'm about to murder cats

It's the ghost and the Queen, motherfucker get in touch with us

You know the ghost'll steal your soul from you

Lil' Kim'll pull the four and leave a motherfuckin' hole in you

I need an antidote to take away the pain

I got to smoke weed or crack a **** cantaloupe

I used to dream of this but now I got

The money and the house and the shit seem meaningless

If the grind down't ever stop

Then my mind won't ever stop, nah I'm won't ever stop

They say you too violent, I say you too silent

You scared to represent, I'ma make the news column

This is Holiday and Lil' Kim

Bust your gun, sell your crack, puff your weed, drink a lil' gin

Watch the drama ride, she Bonnie, I'm Clyde

I kill your mom and watch you stand there traumatized

You can't fuck with us, you think you could?

It's the ghost and the Queen, motherfucker get in touch with us

Fuck that, bitches don't deserve to rap

And I'm about to murder cats

And I'm about to murder cats

She Bonnie, I'm Clyde, I kill your mom and watch you stand there traumatized

Fuck that, bitches don't deserve to rap

And I'm about to murder cats

And I'm about to murder cats

It's the ghost and the Queen, motherfucker get in touch with us

It's the ghost and the Queen

I'ma shoot at most of your team

And I'm leavin' with most of your cream

**** knock off the riffin' shit, understand that

I'ma kill a made ****

And I'ma kill the witnesses

Y.O. ****

Crooklyn, bitch

**** bust off your hammer

And cook them bricks

If you really had dough like you said you did

We woulda ran up in your crib and been took that shit

If I want a **** dead them I'm doing the shit

And your girl right behind you with the Ou and the fifth

It's the ghost and the Queen, who's shit this tight?

Yeah Frank is the King, so call me Ms. White

And I ask **** who wan' dance

And I got his back like that bitch from "True Romance"

S.P. the Mack Milli'

Q.B. the TEC

Got the money and the power

Now where's the respect?

Fuck that, bitches don't deserve to rap

And I'm about to murder cats

And I'm about to murder cats

She Bonnie, I'm Clyde, I kill your mom and watch you stand there traumatized

Fuck that, bitches don't deserve to rap

And I'm about to murder cats

And I'm about to murder cats

It's the ghost and the Queen, motherfucker get in touch with us

It's the ghost and the Queen, motherfucker get in touch with us