-by MEL. something different from what I normally do. LOL. But I dont like it at all, Aha. Oh well.
she jumped and she rapped, she stu, stu, stuttered with per,per, perfection- "Lo! Lo! Lo behold! I, I am the queen! The queen of yo, yo, yo,yos, Behold, old, old , I've got bling bling, iing, So ki, ki, ss,ss, kiss my ass, whack my thang, ang, ang, I la, la,love to do loadsa ding ding, ding, iing!"
One fine day, it was raining in the streets, But not so fine at all, for this little miss scrreecchheedd! "To hell with those thugs, ugs, ugs, Oh! They messed up my skirrrrt, and they dont admit a thang! Wait till they see what I mighty well've got, Wait till they look, at all that ass I kick with all that I got! Shoo fellows shoo, Do your bizz, bizz, bizz, business, For I aint no mother cranky bitch, Dont mess with me."
A whole lot of attitude, Little miss hiphop mobbed. Invade the streets she durst, "Im the mighty queen of yo,yo,yo,yos! Calling out, call out to me, baby boys, All you fine gentlemen, hold me tight, I know you want, tt,tt,tt TO! Waiting here, wait for, for, for moi, Yo, yo, yo, yos comin your way!"
She did what she did, Whatever she wanted. The original diva, She was the perfect doe. One day she left this town, She vanished to another, Why oh why, I miss little miss, That little miss hiphop,
At 30 she disappeared forever, To where? Why ask me, only stutterers know. But if you put your ear against the wind, Just listen carefully, With absolute precision - A faint whisper, A haughty maiden.
My, oh my, Perfection often lies with imperfection, Little miss hiphop, Gone with the bling.