I got the magic stick, I know if I can hit once, I can hit twice, I'll hit the baddest chicks. Sure they don't believe me, they call me the knight, and I show you magic, what, what, magic. I got the magic stick. I'm a freak to the core, get a dose once, you gon' want some more. My tongue touch your girl, your toes bound to curl. This exclusive stick, I don't share with the world. I had you up early in the mornin', moanin'. *** with a low-gain stopper, been a fiend for this since Rakim made hits. Get the position down back, then it's time to switch. I rock the boat, I work the milk. I speed it up, straight f*** it up. And I ain't in the hood with my d***s out low. I'm in the telly workin' up a sweat stroke. Tonight's the night, you can fall in love. You can call your momma right now, tell her you met a dog. I pop a lot of d***, cause I can back it up. My left stroke's the death stroke. I got the magic. I know if I get it once, I get it twice. I am the baddest s***. Shorty, you don't believe me? Then come with me tonight, and I'll show you magic, what, what, magic. Uh-huh, uh-huh, I got the magic. Lil' Kim not a f***, but I *** s*** so good, you gotta tell his boys, when it come to ***, don't test my skills. Cause my f***ing gang, how you head over heels? Givin' d*** a chill, haven't paid my bills. Buyin' matching Lambo's with the same color wheels. When I ain't out shoppin', spendin' duty notes. I'm in the crib, divot. Tonight, Lil' Kim gon' have you in the zone. Girls call your crib, I'm answerin' the phone. Guys wanna wife me, and give me the ring. I'll do it anywhere, anyhow, I'm down for anything. Couple of humps, givin' d*** goosebumps. This junk in my trunk ain't made for chumps. When Lil' Kim's around, you don't need to listen. Baby, I'm makin' you high. I got the magic stick. I know if I can hit once, I can hit twice. I am the baddest s***. Sure you don't believe me, the company that I am, I'll show you magic. What, what, magic. Uh-huh, uh-huh, I got the magic. I put your face in it. I know you sprung off in your tongue. I know you tastin' it. *** in a race, but I have it good. One minute, six seconds. Magic stick. I got the magic box. Had it taken out the one back. The gifts, the ice, I like that a lot. The minks, the leathers, the CO2. I got the magic stick. I know if I can hit once, I can hit twice. I am the baddest s***. Sure you don't believe me, the company that I am, I'll show you magic. What, what, magic. I got the magic stick. I know if I can hit once, I can hit twice. I am the baddest s***. Sure you don't believe me, the company that I am, I'll show you magic. What, what, magic. Uh-huh, uh-huh, I got the magic stick. Music. Hot one of the three WBUZ, you listen to Queen J Radio. You listening to one Oh three WBUZ. And right now we're about to go to the phone lines. Who do we have on the phone? Yo, this Kim? Yo, what's the word, who this? What up, Kim, this LaVondrie. What's the word, LaVondrie? What up, what up, yo, that what's the word joint is crazy. You like that? Kim, I'm feeling you, I love you. I've been listening to you all these years. Everything you do is, oh my God. Thank you. Yo, you the itch, Kim. I'm telling you, those joints is bananas. Thank you. But yo, Kim, Kim, for real? What's up? Yo, I wrote you these 16, some *** I really want you to say. What? Motherfucker, you can't be serious. Don't you know I write my own ***? Get that *** to Foxy. Next. Put the phone down, put the phone down. I can't hear you. Hello? Yo, yo, yo, Kim, what up? Oh, shut up. Yo, what up? Yo, that's gangsta. Yeah, yeah, gangsta. That's gangsta, baby. I like that. Yo, I'm feeling you. Killa. Yo, I'm feeling you. I've been feeling you. That's real. You know what I mean? That's real. The whole Queen B. Ah, baby. Brooklyn Queen B. Killa. Killa B. Yo. Let me get a shout out. Let me get a shout out. Yo, chill. Let me get a shout out. Chill. Let me get a shout out. Yo, hold on. Yo, hold on. Yo, son, I'm going to let you rock, son. Just hold on. Just hold on. Yeah, Kimba, anyhow. What's up, Killa, baby? What's the word? Yo, tell me something. Can I get a package? Oh. Something. Oh, I got that. You know what? Yeah. As a matter of fact, I'm going to send you a kite with my panties attached to it. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I got you. Yeah, that's what I mean. And I got you, Killa. I like that. You real, dog. My, my. Your cell, man. Your cell is on fire. Yo, what? Yo, hold this phone for me. Yo, what the? Yo, y'all know my son. Killa. Yo, what up, mami? Who is this? This is Black. But, where my girl? Oh, Killa's pulled on fire, but don't worry about that. What's going on? Nothing, baby. What's up? What you got on? What I got on? Yeah. I got on some Gucci thongs, but they the edible kind. You know, they taste like Twizzlers. Oh, ***. I got on a bra. I got on a bra. I got on a bra. I got on a bra. I got on a bra. I got on a bra. I got on a bra. I got on a bra. I got on a bra. 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