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    [Will Smith]
    Uh, uh, uh
    What?
    Whoo! Ha-ha
    Yeah mic check
    Mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic
    Alright now let’s go yo

    [Lil’ Kim](Will)
    Here come the butter baby
    (I bring it smooth and hot)
    Here come the butter baby
    (Bringing it smooth and hot)
    Here come the butter baby
    (I bring it smooth and hot)
    What? What? What? What?

    [Will Smith]
    Here come the butter baby
    Bringing it smooth and hot
    Got the staff from K-B
    Singing this groove a lot
    So I got my spiral notebook
    Drink and pen
    And then abracadabra y’all, done it again
    Married but I flirt a little
    Siking the ladies
    In the videos I be bringing it like Mike in the 80s
    Level of success based on my level of risk
    You’ve been yelling for the lyricist
    Then reveling this
    Old school hip-hop a beat and a rhyme
    Some chapters and some verses, you seek and you find
    Look no further here I go, Big Will, Johnny Inferno
    Flame by hip-hop burns eternal
    All aboard on my train to fame
    Rappers hoping that it’d rain
    Trying to stop the game
    But rain can’t stop me
    I got a coat in the crib
    Hey look y’all yellow bricks quit beefin’ at the whiz, what?

    [Lil’ Kim](Will)
    Here come the butter baby
    (I bring it smooth and hot)
    Here come the butter baby
    (Uh, bringing it smooth and hot)
    Here come the butter baby
    (I bring it smooth and hot)
    What? What? What? What?
    (Lil’ Kim y’all what?)

    [Lil’ Kim]
    Lil’ Kim, Big Will give a damn how y’all feel
    Hate, but on the real, Big Will is seven mill
    If I wasn’t on top I’d have a lot less ends
    I’d most likely have a lot less friends
    You know what I learned, let them keep talking
    Uh-huh, pull up in an Azure and watch them keep walking
    [Will Smith]
    Kim haters be making me wanna flip and react
    [Kim]
    No-no-no, chill Will and let me do that (alright)
    Huh, I gotta eat can’t get with broke cats
    You know the queen like to be where the money at
    I’m the mother, y’all like adopted in this
    Call us Mr. and Mrs. Papadapolis
    When will y’all learn?
    Y’all just interns
    You gon’ get what you earn, just wait your turn
    I rock telephones with the TV screens
    So I can have real phone sex
    Know what I mean?

    [Lil’ Kim](Will)
    Here come the butter baby
    (I bring it smooth and hot)
    Here come the butter baby
    (Bringing it smooth and hot)
    Here come the butter baby
    (Yo I bring it smooth and hot)
    What? What? What? What?

    [Will Smith]
    It’s the fun king, I’ve been doing one thing
    Running things for years, give me one swing
    And it’s out of here, crack!
    Over the fence ladies and gents
    Keeping rappers impressed but depressed by my current events
    [Kim]
    Yes Lord!
    [Will]
    Big Will swinging the best sword
    What’cha flexing for, don’t be testing me boy
    Messing with me boy, you’re stepping on the root of a daisy
    I have you’re girl saying
    [Kim]
    Will why you do that to my baby?
    Yo Will, what they looking stupid in the face for?
    What? I can’t have rocks the size of a baseball
    Trust me when I cop I make sure mine cut glass
    Never spend my last, like a crack head for the blast
    Y’all can kiss my ass acting like you know me
    You ain’t got a Rolley, take this one here you owe me
    All in together now, wrists looking better now
    Screw greyhound bound, I’m getting cheddar now
    [Will]
    Burrrr! When she step up in the scene!
    Who! Ice gleam, y’all scream, “Bow to the Queen!”
    Ring on her finger mad phat
    Leonardo DiCaprio saw it and caught a flashback
    *mouth noise*
    All you rappers wanna snap, Jazzy Jeff got my back
    *mouth noise*
    Lil’ Kim bring it back, Lil’ Kim press the rack
    [Lil’ Kim]
    Yeah I’m short and sexy, my love’s divine
    My name is QB and I blow your mind with the
    *mouth noise*
    When I step up in the spot, body lookin’ hot
    All the music just stop

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