text: You be yellin boom-boom when you really pum-pum
  See, my flow hotter than noon in June, June
  If Biggie was alive, hed sign me
  Im the New Edition, like Bobby and Ronnie
  Just give me the beat and a bottle of Dasani
  And I dont need Clyde, Im a boss; fuck a Bonnie, ya dig?
  Religious like the preachers, I came to warn you
  Listen bitches, Im the teacher, go sit in the corner
  How many times I gotta spit til they know that Im the bitch?
  Im flyer than a maggot, Im on some shit
  First they love you, then they switch
  Yeah, they switch like faggots
  That is why I keep the llamas in Gabannas fabrics 
  Should be in Pampers, like Markie Bizs
  Give anybody the business, like hers and hises
  Cause my flow tighter than them virgin bitches
  You know them asalamalakum, them Persian bitches?
  And if you miss me, Im swervin sixes
  Goddamn, aint even pregnant, but Im birthin bitches
  Cause I got flavor, like that girl Deelishis
  Stop actin like you a killer, with all them girly disses, bitches
  I aint Johnny, but my, my, my-y-y
  She want it with me, tell her affi bloodclaat try-y-y
  You aint thorough, Im the truth, you a li-i-ie
  My whole borough yellin out boom, bye by-y-ye
  Cause when I seen her, she was shakin in her boots 
  When Nicki came through, she was throwin up the deuce
  Slapped her, then I asked her whats my name, she said N-I-C
  The President of the NYC, you dead wrong