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lil' kim - flawless (remix) lyrics

[intro: beyoncé]
dum-da-de-da
do, do, do, do, do, do
(coming down, dripping candy on the groun’)

[verse 1: beyoncé]
it’s that yoncé, your yoncé
in that lingerie, on that chardonnay
scorin’ touchdowns on your runway
i’m texas forever like bun b
and i’m redboned yo
i’m really rit like donjae
i’m camo in here yo
these thots can’t clock me nowadays
you wish i was your pound cake
boy you know i look good as f-ck
you wish i was your babymomma
want me to come around and give you good karma, but no
we escalate, up in this b-tch like elevators
of course sometimes sh-t go down
when it’s a billion dollars on an elevator
of course sometimes sh-t go down
when it’s a billion dollars on an elevator
(ha, ha, god d-mn, god d-mn, god d-mn)

[bridge 1: beyoncé]
momma taught me good home training
my daddy taught me how to love my haters
my sister taught me i should speak my mind
my man made me feel so god d-mn fine (i’m flawless!)

[hook: beyoncé]
you wake up, flawless
post up, flawless
ridin’ round in it, flawless
flossin’ on that, flawless
this diamond, flawless
my diamond, flawless
this rock, flawless
my roc, flawless
i woke up like this, i woke up like this
we flawless, ladies tell ’em
i woke up like this, i woke up like this
we flawless, ladies tell ’em
say “i look so good tonight”
god d-mn, god d-mn
say “i look so good tonight”
god d-mn, god d-mn, god d-mn

[bridge 2: beyoncé]
i wake up looking this good
and i wouldn’t change it if i could
(if i could, if i, if i, could)
and you can say what you want
i’m the sh-t (what you want i’m the sh-t)
i’m the sh-t, i’m the sh-t, i’m the sh-t
i want everyone to feel like this, tonight
god d-mn, god d-mn, god d-mn

[interlude: outkast]

[verse 2: nicki minaj & (beyonce)]
(onika…)
looking trinidadian, j-panese and indian
got malaysian, got that yaki, that wavy brazilian
(them b-tches thirsty, i’m hungarian
nicki, b, be eatin’, diamond fangs, barbarian, ah)
yo, like mj doctor, they k!lling me
propofol, i know they hope i fall
but tell ‘em winning is my motherf-ckin’ protocol
‘cause i score before i ever throw the ball
these b-tches washed up and ain’t no f-ckin’ soap involved, uh
this every hood n-gga dream, fantasizing about nicki and b
curvalicious, p-ssy served delicious
mayday mayday, earth to b-tches
slap these hoes on they -ss like we birthing b-tches, uh
the queen of rap, slayin’ with queen b

[verse 3: lil kim]
am i trippin’ or did this ho just say my name?
queen of rap? f-ck outta here
queen is back, f-ck outta here
time to get this wack b-tch outta here
i woke up like this, f-ck outta here
i’m so awesome, i’m so f-ckin’ awesome
these hoes wanna be me cause they know kimmy, she flawless
yea, i’m flossin’, b-tches got ’em nauseous
phantom got ’em carsick, panamera porsche’s
i just had a baby ’bout a week ago
these b-tches got me on my bully yo
look at this sh-t, still got my d-ck on her lips
i ain’t even stunt in the b-tch
d-mn it’s a shame
i gave you the rope, b-tch, i want you to hang
dior lipstick with the mascara
kissin’ myself in the rearview mirror
head game so presidential, spit on a d-ck like an instrumental

- lil kim lyrics

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