Slam It

[Intro]
Hey what up, it's Asteriah
I'd like to say what up to my BiBi girls out there
Check out my new song "Slam It" on Diamond Cutz Volume 2

[Verse 1]
Who the fuck said bitches couldn't rap, Lil' Kim proved that
And my bodys more stacked, so go ahead 'n top that
Number 1 lady crazed, got your man in a maze
Tryin' to find me but I sent him to his grave
Asteriah, I know you bitches scared of her
Come and lick it up, a hundred million to fuck
Y'all can't come quick enough I'm runnin' amok
Fuck a 69 and take at least a billion to suck
I don't fuck with your kind, bitch, I'm top of the line
Baby nine, with a shine, in the small of my behind
Got you ready for the stabbin', penthouse suite is yours
Drippy down through your drawers tiе you up on the floor
You like it anyway, tricks pay to play
So shut the fuck up, whilе I sit on your face
Diamond Cutz on my wrist, fine ass, rich bitch
They love me, I'm the shit, I make faggots wanna flick
Cuz I'm slammin

[Chorus]
(Oh) Kid, why you wanna hit it from the back
(Oh) Kid, why you wanna do it like that
(Oh) Kid, why you wanna act so nasty
Like a shotgun you always blast me

Cut me (Slam it!)
Fuck me (Slam it!)
Do it harder, do it harder
Cut me (Slam it!)
Fuck me (Slam it!)
Do it harder, do it harder

[Verse 2]
Tell me that I'm hot, what, like I don't know that
I get it a lot, to the point I can throw back
Model swoopin' up my bands, keep it looking nice
Bitches to my left, my right, I'm in pilot flights
Bump the sound, peasants know to bow down
Off with your head, your dead, then it hits the ground
Big tits, fat ass, eleven dollar mam's
Sippin' on goose and juice I party all the time
Dreadlocks, guns cocked, not to raw y'all
All whippin' them around the world
A child of [?] consumer risin' acronym, like you couldn't tell
Jealous bitches tryin' to trip, but them bitches fell
Keep it on my thigh blow you bitches sky high
Now I got your mans eyes and you bitches ask why
KY catch the pun, now what ruined all your fun
See your last little son, 'bout to catch it on the run, like

[Chorus]
(Oh) Kid, why you wanna hit it from the back
(Oh) Kid, why you wanna do it like that
(Oh) Kid, why you wanna act so nasty
Like a shotgun you always blast me

Cut me (Slam it!)
Fuck me (Slam it!)
Do it harder, do it harder
Cut me (Slam it!)
Fuck me (Slam it!)
Do it harder, do it harder