Yeah, yeah, yeah   Yeah, and it don't stop   Yeah, yeah, and it don't stop   Yeah, and it don't stop   B I G, rock-rock on      Uh, huh, and it don't stop   Yeah, yeah, and it don't stop   Yeah, and it don't stop   Queen Bee, rock-rock on      Sometimes a gal forget cout   Ain't that the truth, frontin' like they bulletproof   Lil' Kim this, Lil' Kim that   She rap but stay bangin' Lil' Kim tracks      Your career is on the rocks again   Yeah, I'm back on top, what?   You forgot Queen Bitch, W W W dot com   Read the 27th Psalm, sing along      The Lord is the light of my salvation   Thou shall fear when He calls   So when you MC's come to eat up my flesh and blood   Y'all all will stumble and fall      Still that's not all, bitches have the gaul   To be writin' my rhymes, said B I G write my rhymes   My nigga gone now, so who writin' my rhymes?   No disrespect, y'all bitches seekin' publishing checks      If I tell ya, if I tell ya now   (Queen Bee, Queen Bee)   Would you keep, would you keep on feelin' me   (Wha? What?)      If I tell ya, if I tell ya how I feel   (If I tell ya how I feel)   Would you keep bringing out the best in me?   Stop stressin' me      Keep my jewels frozen like they've been in the freezer   Haters, if that don't please ya, I don't need ya   Even Mom Dukes live in an igloo   Bought my whole crew businesses for Christmas   Yeah, I see y'all      Colorful minks and things   Polars on ya shoulders, about a half in ya rings   Once, got to switch my pitch up   Pin-stripped suits with gauders with vests   Black pearls around the neck      Come on, y'all chicks can't be serious   How's the weather down there my dear, I'm just curious   Been the sex symbol since Jack B. Nimble   You can never be me, you can only resemble      Copped the presidential suites for weeks, y'all just a day out   One ass picture in a magazine, I gets a layout   My nigga gone now, so who writin' my rhymes?   No disrespect, y'all bitches on them publishing checks      If I tell ya, I tell ya now   (Queen Bee, Queen Bee)   Would you keep, would you keep on feelin' me   (Wha? What?)      If I tell ya, if I tell ya how I feel   (If I tell ya how I feel)   Would you keep bringing out the best in me?   Stop stressin' me      Stop wastin' all of your time   Doin' all that rappin', cuttin' or writin'   Don't you know that she's the Queen   Why can't you see? Y'all should just believe   Everytime she tells you      If I talk freaky, then that's my business   If I dress freaky, then that's my business   Got folks praticin' how to spit like this   Sexy C E O makin' hits like this      Huh? I know you pissed, but take some advice from me   In five years, you'll be as nice as me   But right now, nah, y'all ain't ready   I'm a single black female and this goes out to Heddy      If I tell ya, I tell ya now   (Queen Bee, Queen Bee)   Would you keep, would keep on feelin' me   (Wha? What?)      If I tell ya, if I tell ya how I feel   ([Incomprehensible])   Would you keep bringing out the best in me?   Stop stressin' me      If I tell ya, I tell ya now   (Queen Bee, Queen Bee)   Would you keep, would keep on feelin' me   (Wha? What?)      If I tell ya, if I tell ya how I feel   ([Incomprehensible])   Would you keep bringing out the best in me?   Stop stressin' me