[ * disses MC Lyte ]    [ male announcer ]  This party ain't over    [ Antoinette ]  That's what YOU think    [ VERSE 1: Antoinette ]  Hot damn, you're the hoe, so yo, pull up your zipper  This ain't 'How Ya Like Me Now' or 'Jack the Ripper'  You swing, you swung low, and now you're sub-sub  (Mh-mh) Yep, you f-ed up  Antoinette's the Boss, get it straight and remember that  I dis and don't miss, cause I ain't a friend of that  Scallywag, that Tom, Dick & Harry-hag  Don't get upset, homegirl, just get mad  You're a lightweight, so it's easy to demo teeth  A '10% Dis'? Here's a 100% beef  So get closer and try to figure how  You wasn't hype before, but you look like a [bleeped] now  And that's factual, cause I got actual  Proof, troop, I got you floatin like Fruit Loops  No wonder you hang with M-i-l-k  A brother that's a Gremlin and a rockhead deejay  It's a shame you didn't make no money  And roll with Antoinette? Hah - ain't that funny  And lucky you, here's a four leaf clover  Meanwhile: Lyte's out, the party's over    [ crowd chants ]  Lyte's out, now the party's over  Homegirl reminds me of my dead dog Rover  Lyte's out, now the party's over  Homegirl reminds me of my DEAD DOG Rover    (The party's) (over)    [ VERSE 2: Antoinette ]  Fly that fist, fly that fist, go 'head  She'll front and I'll fly that bitch's head  (Oooooohhh...) Yo G. Off, back to the program  Word to Hurb, they tried to dis this  But I'ma snow and drop a blizzard like Christmas  Just one of my - ehm, season's greetings  (To Lyte?) Yeah, to help the needy  So pitch and I'ma hit, you catch it  A present from me to you, now wrap it  In bandage, cause I do damage  And if I do say so myself, I do manage  To make a record dope, even when I'm dissin  I move right, and now you're left missin  In action, or should I say actions  Cause my satisfaction's a fraction  Of what I do when I'm hoggin it  I hold you like a jail cell, and you're the dog in it  I when I think, you're like my dead dog Rover  (Yo yo, Lyte's out) Yeah, the party's over    [ crowd chants ]  Lyte's out, now the party's over  Homegirl reminds me of my dead dog Rover  Lyte's out, now the party's over  Homegirl reminds me of my DEAD DOG Rover    [ VERSE 3: Antoinette ]  I stretch my arm like elastic and finally reach the hoe  Antoinette's dope, and now I'ma teach you, so  Ain't nobody chillin, your whole clan's wack  And damn, you cram to is understand that  Picture me in flicks more than Dudley  You may be Lyte, but you ain't lovely  I'm fed up, so I had to get rude  Now who's puffin with a bloody attitude    [ crowd chants ]  Lyte's out, now the party's over  Homegirl reminds me of my dead dog Rover  Lyte's out, now the party's over  Homegirl reminds me of my DEAD DOG Rover    [ VERSE 4: Antoinette ]  Now let's start booin the Audio 2 and  Whoever else is in your wick-wack crew'n  I got the rhymes, you got the place, name it  You get the picture? Now frame it  And you thought that you would hit with a dis  Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha... sucker, you missed    [ male voice ]  Oh boy!  Hah!  E-ex-excuse me, m'am  Your new jam I like  But what about MC Lyte?  [ Antoinette ]  Ah, she's with the pipe