[Lil' Kim]   Yeah, uh   You put your bliss in   I put my wrist in, what's missing?   I'm talking to you, 'cause when I shine, I glisten   Sure picked a fine time not to listen   Now you fucked up, without a pot to piss in   Is it me, or is the rap game different?   Niggas makin' indirect calls, long distance   Thinkin I'm gon' stop, I'm too persistent (uh huh)   And I won't drown, I'm water-resistant   Mmmm, Think about when you say my name   This female rapper got a knuckle game   I leave you all out of commission (uh huh)   Me fall off? Under one condition (ooh)   Ooh, They gotta find my body dumped in the sewer   Black and blue-r, underneath horse manur-er   C. Delores T., Screw her, I never knew her   I'm good, like milk mixed with calugha   Intimidated by the songs I made (why?!)   You soft like suede, I'm sharp as a blade   This ain't a phase, it's the way I was raised   And I'm still gon' blaze when I'm old and grey, c'mon      CHORUS:      Rockin, Rockin, We keep it   Rockin, Rockin, We just don't (We don't stop)   Stop it, Stop it, Til this real (Til it's hot)   Hot, Hot, Whatchu say?!      Rockin, Rockin, We keep it   Rockin, Rockin, We just don't (We don't stop)   Stop it, Stop it, Til this real (We keep it hot)   Hot, Hot, Y-y-y-yeah      It's QB y'all, sweet and petit   About five feet with the oversized heat (what)   I've got the right shoes, you've got two left feet   One's incomplete, tryna make ends meet   Before the album drop, you want a sneak peak   You're on the wrong block, this a one-way street   Hundred grand petty cash in the hotel suite   Move your feet, lose your seat, shall I repeat   When the LaLa hits my eyes, red as a beet   Niggas hungry? I got something to eat   Open your mouth, swallow the skeet   Mmm Ahh.. Bon Appetit   Can you keep an errection?   'cause Kim got love and affection   Let me shoot it off in your direction   Only if you pass the inspection, the bassline   Meet me in the mezzanine   Matter of fact, hop up in my limousine   You can trick or treat, like it's Halloween   In my Lambourghini, with the green, high beams, squeaky clean   The way I gargle like it's Listerine   Just be messing up my Maybelline   So stick it in me like a vaccine   Then I can come clean, like hygiene, in a pocket full of dreams, uh!      CHORUS:      Rockin, Rockin, We keep it   Rockin, Rockin, We just don't (We don't stop)   Stop it, Stop it, Til this real (Til it's hot)   Hot, Hot, Whatchu say?!      Rockin, Rockin, We keep it   Rockin, Rockin, We just don't (We don't stop)   Stop it, Stop it, Til this real (We keep it hot)   Hot, Hot, Y-y-y-yeah      Now to the haters, the fake-ass Dons and Donettes   I smack you hoes in the face with two techs   You can be a redhead, blonde or brunette   I ain't tryin to catch rec, I just want respect   What the heck, I go to the bank with two cheques   Yours and mine, when it's time to pay debts   Finally, I can put all this mess to rest   And I'm glad I got this bullshit off my chest   And we can still go toe to toe, blow for blow   Take it to the screen, like Joe Piscapo   Go to award shows, lock down the first rows   Our ice keep us froze like Eskimos   We rock coliseums, submarines   Infrared beams with the tank machines   So hate all you want, radio gon' knock it   We locked in a pocket, and I'mma keep rockin      CHORUS:      Rockin, Rockin, We keep it   Rockin, Rockin, We just don't (We don't stop)   Stop it, Stop it, Til this real (Til it's hot)   Hot, Hot, Whatchu say?!      Rockin, Rockin, We keep it   Rockin, Rockin, We just don't (We don't stop)   Stop it, Stop it, Til this real (We keep it hot)   Hot, Hot, Y-y-y-yeah      Rockin, We don't stop, Til it's hot, Whatchu say   Rockin, We don't stop, We keep it hot, Y-y-y-yeah      [Funkmaster Flex]   Yeah.. It's going down, Queen Bee!