Lil kim featuring t-boz
(appears on the promo for "notorious k.i.m." by lil kim)
Yea
This is it this is the one
Thats what Im talkin about right here
Yo puff I dont think they ready for this one
They aint ready
You ready?
No doubt
Yea me too
Lets do it
If gettin money is a crime then I confess
It aint about money I could care less
I used to be a b now Im a c breast
I get em hard you handle the rest
My music like heartburn burn your chest
Like a nigga stick the axe inside your backs
You be like "what the fuck was that shit!"
Gimme some more I love my fans
Gotta make em dance
Would I ever make a whack joint
Not a chance
Show my male friends call me m&ms
Cuz my pussy melt in your mouth and not in your hands
Just a bad girl always rockin dimes
With the see-whos-stockin skaters with the lizzys
Purpose with the deadbeats
Usually spited by my goldilocks
While first movin flocks Im movin drops
Cop the ferrari when Im roomin the range
Two of the same it aint a thang pocket the change
Now Im just doin my thing enjoyin the fame
Why not aint no other bitches hot in the game
Chorus:
Nobody do it better than us
Nobody do it better than us
Nobody do it better than us
Nobody do it better than us
Nobody do it better than us
Nobody do it better than us
Lil kim yeah everybody knows me
In a class by myself never where the hos be
I just avoid where all my foes be
Cuz God damn muthafuckas is nosey
Wanna know what Im wearing
What Im drivin what Im doin
Where I hang out at who the fuck Im screwin
Damn I move way out to the boondocks
So I can have a little bit of privacy
You bought a tiny ass condo
Way across the water with a telescope
So you can spy on me
You clowns belong in the circus
Steady tryin to hurt us
Tell me whats the purpose
They say Im prejudice
The only presidents that I fuck with
Is the ones thats dead
Like the big heads
Never stingy with my benjis
Got enough dough to buy the west indies
Invest in fendis own laurendis
Start my own doll like mark & mindys
Free all my niggas from the penitentiary
Yea keep puttin out records till the turn of the century
Chorus
You got a 5 and I got a 6
Back it up
Whats wrong with this picture nigga
Pack it up
I need a 6 figga nigga (uh huh)
Yours is big but mines is bigga
Cuz the benjis is what its all about
Do my ladies know what Im talkin about
If my shoes cost more than your car
Ha dont expect to get far
You the kinda nigga that like to plot
Call your friends tell em that you hit the jackpot
I keep razors in my bras
For all you womanizers
Thats how much I despise its up
I dont get it I aint wit it
Cant see how other woman did it
Niggas screamin gimme
Cant get a penny
Yea I got plenty
But you aint got any?
Now picture me takin my hard earned money
Throwin it away by spendin it on a dummy
All he gon do is spend it on another honey
I say let the nigga stay bummy
I dont need a nigga I jerks it out
Take it old school and smurf it out
Give me a b and Ill merk it out
Niggas know qb gon work it out!
Chorus
Chorus
Nobody
As we proceed to give you what you need
In 2000 baby
And we rock on and on
All hail the queen
All hail the king
Big forever and we wont stop
Roc-a-fella
Undeas
Lil ceasar
