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(Don B.)Yeah, what`s happenin`? This yo boy Don B. with the Big BoyStorm what`s happenin`? Tell `em how you feel?[First Verse]Off top I be the pimpstress madam, the main MissusLoved by niggas and hated by all bitchesThe dirt do`er, I`m actin` bad for my richesCross me wrong, I leave ya floatin` with the fishesPeep the scandolous, a grown man couldn`t handle thisNiggas wanna try but they be left wrapped in bandagesEvangilistic killers, drug users to drug dealersAll wanna get a feel-uhI like the top billers, frontin` C`s cuz cash rules plentyOn point like Jean, got `em Jonesin` like FreddyHolly Grove is in me and I got`s to bring the ruckusUptown is representin` fuck all you cocksuckersHoes, they wanna be meNiggas can`t wait to see meI step in the joint, and make the whole set steamyI like them thugged down niggas and you know meNow watch me represent and get down dirtyChorus:Niggas represent, I got a team on itNiggas put`cha cream on itNiggas be down to scheme on itHow do you want it? Scandolous designGive me time, cuz pimps be hard to find(2x)[Second Verse]Big Storm the infamous, them hoes better bewareGimme a boatload of niggas and I`ll handle that thereCuz I swear, I ain`t no joke comin` off of the domeYou see I`m only nineteen, but yet I`m quite grownMake ya leave your own home, have your kids callin` me MommyWhile your ol` man find the time to wine me and dine meYou fallin` behind, steady askin` me whyCuz I`m a pimp and pimps be hard to findThat hoe should`ve known I wasn`t jivin`See I`m connivin`A top notch pro, with perfect timin`, I ain`t lyin`Full of deceit, givin` `em griefBut to niggas, Storm spells reliefTo hoes it spells beefStill I stand, the one they all envySilly hoes I hate, but to niggas I`m quite friendlyKillin` `em gently, I be bout that doughPicture this comin` straight from the N.O. hoe[Third Verse]Who keeps your shit the hardest? It`s me, the goddessReceivin` all the stares, lyrically debunaireI dare for you to bring it, your peeps are slow singin`Make it a lesson taught, revealin` you shouldn`t have foughtAgainst the woman with the cold heartIt ain`t my fault that`cha can`t finish what`cha startAnd I could put to halt the shit you put togetherIn seconds and do it betterNever say never, Storm reigns supreme foreverI got`cha niggas open, outspoken and never jokin`You want a toke it? My shit so fire, leave this joint smokin`I got the goods to keep it tight no doubtIt`s me ya dreamin` aboutFake niggas gotta re-rerouteI got clout, and I`ma keep itMy game run in secretBe strategic, niggas weak and they`ll believe itPeep it, I keep `em sprung before they know what is doneStick `em, you too could be my very next victimChorus (2x)

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