Rap by Foxy Brown:
Brown nigga, uh, chromed out six and sh~t,
Bubblin`, layin` up with them Colombians,
Ho f~ck no,
I gets dough,
Fox Brown Mamma,
Jig suits from Gabbanna,
True ballin` nigga, who you callin`?
Papa we be flashin`,
Sex lastin`
All night long,
It`s strong,
The Macksteress, Ill Na Na, like Benihana steaks,
The boogie like a fresh pair of snakes,
Italian,
Fox Brown the don loochie-on,
Stylin`,
Sip Crystal on a Cayman island,
Uh, got gay n*ggas ready to switch,
Like Ravano, turn a mob n*gga to snitch,
True playa to don,
From Veddadini, five carats on the arm,
Jewels be the bomb,
The four hotties, Total and Foxy, sippin` Spumanti,
Bad girl of the year
`96, Pam Grier.
Chorus:
I don`t need no one but you,
I don`t need no one but you.
Rap by Lil` Kim:
Many people tell me my style is terrific,
Stupendous, tremendous,
I bend just
A little bit more
Than the average whore,
Cause I`m focused,
I rock Versace lamps and sofas.
You didn`t know I like crocodile boots
And `gator suits,
The biggest willies,
Got to fill me.
Huh, I like the hot wheels, you got a fast car,
Like Tracy Chapman you can cruise with this rap star.
The mink sporter,
The heroin importer,
I be that rich b*tch,
Stack banks by the chips,
Check it, I spot hits like Spuds Mackenzie,
I`m Leona Hemsley,
Taxes
Is gettin` axes,
It`s essential
For the presidentials,
Certified testicles,
Get sprayed forty decibels,
The king and I, all you need in this world,
I`m a bad girl,
The high pitch
Queen B*tch.
Repeat Chorus
Rap by Da Brat:
Once again I`m all you need with the caramel skin,
Phat lucious lickable lips
In a jet black b*tch,
Stackin` ends, fulfillin` dreams
Makin` life complete,
Come take a journey with this funkdafied b*tch
That can`t be beat.
Once, twice, second time around for me,
Three times more than the lady you`d imagined it be,
I been reinstated,
Platinum plated,
And n*ggas hate it,
Relay it
That I`m the sh*t,
Twelve lugers and a pit.
Get hot like a chilli pepper, flee from me,
You got the blunt give it away to the B-R-A-T,
And check my M3,
They got mo` beat
Than Bo Peep got sheep,
And you can`t keep up with this heifer
From the west side streets,
I`m countin` mad money,
Actin` funny with all the phoneys,
Keepin` it real with homies who been real to me,
It would defeat the purpose
For me not to flash my rocks,
Cash traveller`s checks,
Invest in stocks and bonds,
Sippin` on Dom.
Repeat Chorus (x2)
Break:
I don`t need no one baby,
As long as I have you.
You gotta believe me baby,
Cause what I say is true.
I don`t need no one baby,
You`re the only one for me.
I don`t need nobody else,
Baby can`t you see?
Repeat Chorus to fade
