Dead Wrong

You be yellin boom boom when ya really poom poom

You might flow hotter than noon in june june

If Biggie was alive he'd sign me

I'm the New Edition like Bobby and Ronnie

Just give me the beat and a bottle of Dasani

And I don't need Clyde I'm a boss fuck a Bonnie, ya dig

Religious like the preacher I came to warn ya

Listen bitches I'm the teacher go sit in the corner

How many times I gotta spit til' they know that I'm the bitch

I'm flyer than a maggot I'm on some shit

First they love you then they switch, then they switch like faggots

This is why I keep the llama in gabani fabrics

I'm the shit should be I'm pampers like marki bizzes

Give anybody the business like hers and hises

My flow tighter than them virgen bitches

You know them asalamalakem them persian bitches

And if you miss me I'm swirvin sixes

Goddam ain't even pregnant but I'm birthin bitches

I got flavor like that girl deelishis

Stop actin like you a killer with all them girly disses bitches

I ain't grimy but my my ma-hhhy

She want it with me tell her blood clot tryyy

You ain't thoro I'm the truth you a lie

My whole borough yellin out boom bye bye

Cause when I seen her she was shakin in her boots

When nick came through she was throwin up the duece

Slapped her then I asked her what's my name

She said nic the president of the nyc ya dead wrong