[Puffy]
  Intro
  I don't give a fuck, yeah yeah yeah
  As we proceed to give you what you need
  Queen Bee, muthafuckas, B.I.G, muthafuckas
  Junior Mafia, muthafuckas
  Yeah yeah yeah yeah
  
  [Lil' Kim]
  Snitches wanna front on 'em
  Know not to come in
  I keep ten glocks, ten rocks up in front of 'em
  Like they sprayin' somethin', like they sayin' somethin'
  Get my bark on like I'm DMX or somethin' (what?!)
  My music is just like Lewis, stiff 84
  Yours is like Evander, seventy-seven slow
  Thanks to Tyro, I'm 32 and "O"
  When ya'll catch a knock out, these fools cop out
  Two for five spots, I tear the rocks out
  Pop the tops out, the clear spot out
  Nigga or bitch, you don't want no problems
  My revolver is a quick problem solver
  Don't ever think I'm slippin'
  Bitch I ain't dumb
  I carry a stun gun inside of my hair bun
  Hatin' ass niggas, I treat you like a bitch
  Strap on a fake dick, and stick you where you shit (ha ha)
  
  Chorus:
  Come you all, come and hail the Queen
  Everybody let me hear you sing
  Come you all, come and hail the Queen
  Everybody let me hear you sing
  
  [Lil' Kim]
  Took three years off and mapped my shit out
  Stitch up my game plan and get closer to God
  Give me an inch, I take a yard
  Oh lighten up, ya'll know I was comin' back real hard
  By the power that was investin' in me
  Faith rested in me
  I can't quit now, too much money's invested in me
  To my nigga B-I, this ones for you baby!
  All these niggas wanna be Kings, but fuck, these niggas crazy
  Blowin' the spot for ya (yeah!)
  Keepin' it locked for ya (yeah!)
  Rock for you, ain't a nigga I won't pop for you
  Bitches want my title, ain't a slot for you
  Now it's a cold, cold world, I keep it hot for you
  (What?!) Ya'll cats know who I am
  (What?!) I love those who love Lil' Kim
  (What?!) I'm back again, the mic' eater
  The dick beater, the pussy skeeter
  But I...
  
  Chorus
  
  [Lil' Kim]
  Put five carats on the "Fuck you" finger
  Any haters in the crowd, give them the "Fuck you" finger
  If you think you can ball with the Queen
  Handle the repercussions
  Our guns bust in English and in Russian
  Nas veralouba katadevra
  Ney dolce, gaberine, barooski, dasvidanya
  Niggas stand in line, pay a fee for me to kiss 'em
  Twenty-one's the lucky number, once the "E" is in the system
  One night with the Q.B., and niggas need maturity
  Keep my pussy tight like the President's security
  I'm sometimin', that's right, I change like the year
  Those chips from the Casino, and the room is rear
  I'm the Queen!
  I've got special privileges
  We ain't equivalent, how dare you insult my intelligence
  Now I would like you all to recite the words to this song
  Cause you thought I was goin'
  But the Queen lives on!
  
  Chorus
  
  [Opera singers]
  The Queen, you will never win
  How you gonna win with the Queen?
  The Queen, you will never win
  How you gonna win with the Queen?
  The Queen, you will never win
  How you gonna win with the Queen?
  The Queen, you will never win
  How you gonna win with the Queen?
  
  The Queen, you will never win
  How you gonna win with the Queen?
  The Queen, you will never win
  How you gonna win with the Queen?
  The Queen, you will never win
  How you gonna win with the Queen?
  The Queen, you will never win
  How you gonna win with the Queen?