Da Butta (Feat. Lil` Kim)

Uh, uh, uh What? Whoo! Ha-ha Yeah mic check Mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic Alright now let's go yo Here come the butter baby (I bring it smooth and hot) Here come the butter baby (Bringing it smooth and hot) Here come the butter baby (I bring it smooth and hot) What? What? What? What? Here come the butter baby Bringing it smooth and hot Got the staff from K-B Singing this groove a lot So I got my spiral notebook Drink and pen And then abracadabra y'all, done it again Married but I flirt a little Siking the ladies In the videos I be bringing it like Mike in the 80s Level of success based on my level of risk You've been yelling for the lyricist Then reveling this Old school hip-hop a beat and a rhyme Some chapters and some verses, you seek and you find Look no further here I go, Big Will, Johnny Inferno Flame by hip-hop burns eternal All aboard on my train to fame Rappers hoping that it'd rain Trying to stop the game But rain can't stop me I got a coat in the crib Hey look y'all yellow bricks quit beefin' at the whiz, what? Here come the butter baby (I bring it smooth and hot) Here come the butter baby (Bringing it smooth and hot) Here come the butter baby (I bring it smooth and hot) What? What? What? What? (Lil' Kim y'all what?) Lil' Kim, Big Will give a damn how y'all feel Hate, but on the real, Big Will is seven mill If I wasn't on top I'd have a lot less ends I'd most likely have a lot less friends You know what I learned, let them keep talking Uh-huh, pull up in an Azure and watch them keep walking Kim haters be making me wanna flip and react No-no-no, chill Will and let me do that (alright) Huh, I gotta eat can't get with broke cats You know the queen like to be where the money at I'm the mother, y'all like adopted in this Call us Mr. and Mrs. Papadapolis When will y'all learn? Y'all just interns You gon' get what you earn, just wait your turn I rock telephones with the TV screens So I can have real phone sex Know what I mean? Here come the butter baby (I bring it smooth and hot) Here come the butter baby (Bringing it smooth and hot) Here come the butter baby (I bring it smooth and hot) What? What? What? What? It's the fun king, I've been doing one thing Running things for years, give me one swing And it's out of here, crack! Over the fence ladies and gents Keeping rappers impressed but depressed by my current events Yes Lord! Big Will swinging the best sword What'cha flexing for, don't be testing me boy Messing with me boy, you're stepping on the root of a daisy I have you're girl saying Will why you do that to my baby? Yo Will, what they looking stupid in the face for? What? I can't have rocks the size of a baseball Trust me when I cop I make sure mine cut glass Never spend my last, like a crack head for the blast Y'all can kiss my ass acting like you know me You ain't got a Rolley, take this one here you owe me All in together now, wrists looking better now Screw greyhound bound, I'm getting cheddar now Burrrr! When she step up in the scene! Who! Ice gleam, y'all scream, Bow to the Queen! Ring on her finger mad phat Leonardo DiCaprio saw it and caught a flashback All you rappers wanna snap, Jazzy Jeff got my back Lil' Kim bring it back, Lil' Kim press the rack Yeah I'm short and sexy, my love's divine My name is QB and I blow your mind with the When I step up, body lookin' hot All the music just stop