[Intro: Will Smith (Lil' Kim)]
Uh, uh, uh
What?
Whoo! (Yeah, yeah) Ha-ha (Uh huh, Queen Bee)
Yeah mic check (Will Smith)
Mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic
(Big Willie baby, Big Willie baby)
Alright now let's go yo
[Chorus: Lil' Kim (Will Smith)]
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?
[Verse 1: 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
Psyching 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 revel in 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
My 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 stop beefin' at the Wiz, what?
Uh, uh, uh
What?
Whoo! (Yeah, yeah) Ha-ha (Uh huh, Queen Bee)
Yeah mic check (Will Smith)
Mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic
(Big Willie baby, Big Willie baby)
Alright now let's go yo
[Chorus: Lil' Kim (Will Smith)]
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?
[Verse 1: 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
Psyching 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 revel in 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
My 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 stop beefin' at the Wiz, what?
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