MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
lil' kim - all good
[Biggie samples: "It's all good" "Gangster" "Uh, uhh" - repeat for 21 seconds]
[Lil' Kim]
Every word I utter, I feel strictly gutter
That's why I touch more green than Tiger's putter
So you mad motherfuckers mutter what you wanna
I ain't worried 'bout none of ya and I'll say it in front of ya
I hear the snakes hiss, talkin reckless
Thought I'd let it go and I wouldn't stress it
Haters in the street, y'all worse than the press is
And they all wanna hang like the charm on my necklace
I guess things just ain't the same for gangsters
How a snitch nigga make a record called "Wankstas"
Everything these haters do just to degrade ya
Only made me strong, I say thanks for the favor
Now the D.A., wanna give me time in the feds
I'm from Brooklyn, I could do that time on my head
Come down with my weave straight sittin on bread
At the gate, gettin picked up in a new Coupe {?}
[Chorus One: Lil' Kim]
"It's all good" - If you drivin or ridin the bus
"It's all good" - In the struggle and the times is tough
"It's all good" - It don't matter you can ride with us
"It's all good" - It's all good
"It's all good" - If you hustlin and huggin the block
"It's all good" - Workin 9 to 5, punchin the clock
"It's all good" - It don't matter how you get that guap
"It's all good" - It's all good
[Lil' Kim]
See I know how it feel to wake up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, my nigga need bail
It's been a couple weeks and he been sittin in a cell
The only way to reach him through phone calls and mail
Balloons stuffed with lah up in the chocha
Now my man in the can gettin money and gettin high
He used to keep my fly he had the 6 I had the 5
So you know a chick gon' ride or die for her guy
At age 14 I was puttin in work
At age 16 I was movin that work
Gettin paid for drivin state to state
Smugglin weight, prayin I don't bump into Jake
I travelled through a few places with the burners
in the suitcases, thank God for Big
Damn right I love the life I live
Cause I went from negative to positive and it's all
[Chorus Two: Lil' Kim]
"It's all good" - Niggaz run around stuntin and frontin
"It's all good" - Talkin shit but ain't sayin nuttin
"It's all good" - It's aight cause they time is comin
"It's all good" - It's all good
"It's all good" - They hatin on me but they copy my style
"It's all good" - Cracked a smile when they saw me on trial
"It's all good" - You know you can't keep a good bitch down
"It's all good" - It's all good
[Lil' Kim]
Cowards huff and puff but won't blow shit down
I come through like two airplanes in midtown
Nigga my get back's the get down
Hit the big nigga first and make the rest sit down
They all talk loud, when they see you they quiet down
Faggots violated I wish they'd try now
Just watch how they bitch up, story start to switch up
Punks gettin left off right where I pick up
Picture in Vogue, Spring/Summer issue
Shoot game official like a ref with a whistle
You know when I do it I'm doin it monumental
Leave you speechless kinda like an instrumental
They ask me if I know what true happiness
Do I ever feel regret for all the things I did?
Hell no I love the life I live
Cause I went from negative to positive and it's all
[Chorus Two] ..
[Biggie samples] ..
[Chorus One] ..
lil' kim - another
She was askin bout ya whereabouts
Here's the digits, i know you can wear that out
Tear that out the frame, ya game so tight
You'll be all fuckin night
Chorus two: lil kim
What do ya do when your man is untrue?
Do you cut the sucker off and find someone new?
I need another man, in my life
Verse two: lil kim
Mmm, uhhh, uhhh!
Member when you said you would die for me, shit
All of that was just lies to me
Motherfucker shoulda never said bye to me
Now you cry for me, like jodeci
It's like that y'all, my nigga hit another bitch from the back y'all
Black nasty and matter fact ya'll
Shoulda seen the hoe, nigga pack ya shit
You out the door, ohh
What about the fight in the mirage?
I seen ya benz, parked outside my sister's garage
Said it was ya friend rog, bullshit
I ain't gonna keep puttin up wit the bullshit
And still i, never sweat these bitches
Who be hanged like plaques on the wall and ya pictures
Scalin fishes, my love is concrete
Stashin ya heat in the passenger seat
Of the nautica jeep, we've been down for so long
Still a bitch like me tryin to hold on
Teary eyed, damn a bitch steamin
Girls steady screamin, 'kim you need to leave him!'
When i testified in court, couldn't think straight
Thinkin bout the bitches i fought
Over you, nigga half the shit you bought
And fuck you, movin is my last resort
You see nine outta ten niggaz, ain't shit
One outta five niggaz suck a dick
Ya mad at me, too bad she ain't as bad as me
Choulda kept the freak bitch off my canape
Now you see, ain't no pussy warm as mine
Long as mine, ain't no love as strong as this
When i sucked ya dick, it's like smokin a roach
Uhh, i go from first class to coach
Chorus one, chorus two, chorus one, chorus two
lil' kim - answering machine skit 1
[Ring]
Lil Kim: Hey wassup, leave me a message and I'll get back to you.
[Beep]
First Message: Yo Kim is Craig Calman I'm on the corner of Norstrom and Gades pumpin this album and the streets are going crazy hit me back a.s.a.p pleazzze.
[Beep]
Second Message: Pick up the phone mayne you got me talking
to the answering machine you already know who it is mayne, its your Boy Mano, anyway mayne you know how we gon do this thang mayne, we gon shut these niggas outta bidness mayne. Bonnie and Clyde the new thing going down Bed-stuy, Brooklyn
[Beep]
Third Message: Yo its Monie girl, just calling to say
WASSUP im holding you down. Its much love girl yo tell them Marked-ass chicks they aint got nuttin on you but girl we love you we-we there for you girl love you one *Mwuah*
[Beep]
Fourth Message: Cmon Kim jus had to her its ya brother and sister what the fuck is wrong with you yo talk to us. Yo its Meita yo you gotta call me back they only got 2 more bags left in the store we on the wait list call me back! Kim when you get home i got that new 2006 made back with the convertible shit yea i got that so ima pick you up in that shit right there aiight we outta here. yea!
[Beep]
Fifth Message: Yo Kim what up baby this is Mike Kaizer checkin in on you man. Yo man the govener aint come all the way over to Atlantic Records for you to not be here. I need ya ass to get home real soon so we can handle our buisness. Lets go baby. Cmon.
[Beep]
Sixth Message: Yo listen this is Gotti man. I just wanna say.. what up. You know what im sayin. Yo.. Put a contract and write somethin up or somethin so i can hold that bentley once in awhile you know cuz me and them niggas gonna be trying to house shit and all that ya heard!
Yo this Push big mami what up baby. I love you man. You gon get thru it baby. Hustle hard man. Queen Bee.
[Beep]
Seventh Message: Yo this money cash man. I heard the album is crazy. ya mean. yo tell moe i said what up. Easy!
[Beep]
Eight Message: Damn Kim you dont never pick your phone up this is D. Yo i got some paper for you (clap) Gimme a call when you get up.
[Beep]
Ninth Message: Yo what up what up this is the toughest nigga in hiphop you know this is G (clap) your partner in crime. When you get a chance give me a call cuz i know you got that phone with you , you prolly got gucci gel sheets and all that shit OH! i heard you was the first bitch to have a fashion show in jail. Just give me a call as soon as you get this message u gotta get this next album done Im out atlantic is on my back Lata!
[Beep]
Tenth Message: Yo kim what up its ur man Mr. Rogers. I just heard your album tha shit is bananas. Yo we miss you out here the streets really need you. Yo get back soon. Be safe. Tell moe i said hold her head. One
[Beep]
Eleventh Message: Its ya mutha fuckin sis. The L to the mutha fuckin A . LA. You know i got you. They always try to take the good ones down. But you know we rising and when we rise they aint no mutha fuckin stoppin us. ITS ALL GOOD.
lil' kim - aunt dot
[Lil' Kim]
.. My Aunt Dot
left a glock and some blood on my sheets
Told me clean the shit up, then she hit the streets
Even though I'm her niece, she copped me a piece
Wack-ass caliber, nickel-plated with the salister
What? She don't know I like my guns pretty?
Like my boy Pastor Troy with the twin-glizzies
I heard a knock at the door {*knock knock knock knock knock*}
To my surprise I saw these two familiar eyes
Who are you?
[Lil' Shanice]
Whattup? I'm Shanice, don't remember me?
[Lil' Kim]
She called me by my government name, Kimberly
Who sent you?
[Lil' Shanice]
My mom sent me; her name is Dottie
She packed a note in my knapsack along with a shottie
[Lil' Kim]
Hmmph, she was cute; and mad fly
She had the Prada knapsack, with the hat to match
Bavari hiking boots, with the mink bubblegoose
and I could see she was admiring my Mink piece suit
Then she handed me the note
[Lil' Shanice]
Here - read this
[Lil' Kim]
I just stared her up and down
cause I couldn't believe this - then I opened it
It said, "Bitches is out to get you;
your so-called friends, put a bomb in your Benz.
I'm on a mission now to do some harm to your friends.
They know where you live, so evacuate the crib.
And oh, the little girl, that's your cousin Shanice.
Since I can't be with her, I need you to babysit her.
Besides; she looks up to you - you're her idol -
and tomorrow is her first violin recital,
and she would be more than happy if you could take her.
Peace, my number's on the back of the paper, hit me later."
Damn.. what went wrong?
Can't we all just get along, and make hit songs?
Bitches all up in my ass like a thong
If this was a show, y'all hoes would get "gonged"
Cause if it's on, then it's on, bring it on
What the fuck you waitin for? C'mon, let's get it on
What? What's takin you so long? I got plans for the future
to bring back your head like Medusa
Chorus: Lil' Kim (repeat 2X)
Girls be actin stink, and mad funny
Y'all bitches bleed like me, on the monthly
Can't stand the pain then pop a "Humphrey"
I know it hurts.. (I'm killin y'all)
[Lil' Kim]
Uhhh, we in the Range in this fucked up weather
It's snowin and I'm tryin to put the whole shit together
How Laverne, she always wanted to be like me
and dress like me, and look like me
and Nicole, it's like she lived in my house
Askin me for money, day in - day out
And last but not least the grimiest one Tayesha
She planned it all, come to find out her name is Keisha
C'mon Shanice I'm takin you to my house in L. Conn.
(I wanna go with you!) Uhh, be quiet, and we'll get along fine
[Lil' Shanice]
C'mon please, I wanna be just like you
600 Mercedes, and 380's in my doll babies
Crazy baguettes in my barettes; and,
H-class rocks inside my baby G shop
Fuck Barney and Lambchops; I don't love them hoes!
But anything goes when it comes to bankrolls
Diamonds on my toes, X-and-O's
Versace hottie in designer clothes
Scoop Lil' Nique and Jus, then take 'em to Toys'R'Us
Make em spend they cheese then kick 'em out and take the bus
I'm the S-the-H-the-A-the-N-the-I-the-C-the-E
but all my friends call me Miss Little Queen Bee
What what? I like the green, know what I mean?
Ever seen The Professional? (uh-huh) Well I come cleaner
[Lil' Kim]
You know what? I like you; little big person
but rule number one - no cursin
Anyway, what you know about that?
You too young for that, when I was your age
I woulda got hung for that
Then I picked up the phone, to call my Aunt Dot
so she could fill me in a little more about the plot
Hmm.. nine-one-seven, eight-five-eight, two-one-two-two
"Hello?" Yo, what's the deal?
Why these bitches buggin out;
I mean, what's this all about?
"See it's sorta like what Tonya Harding did to Nancy
They don't want you to win no more
Soul Train they don't want you to attend no more
And I guess that's why, they ain't your friends no more
The other day, when I was comin out the grocery store
I saw the bitch Nicole in front of the salon next door"
For real? "Yup, then I choked the bitch out
At least one to the heart, tied up her hands and feet
Through her in my backseat,
then I dumped her on a dead-end street
The other two? Yeah they still linger
But don't you lift a finger, I'ma get 'em
so just pray I come home
and when we hang up, get rid of your phone"
Whoo! When Aunt Dot comes, oh brother
It's like five Bloody Mary's, one after another
Hmmph, she have you stressed, no wearin white, no sex
And when she get vexed, you guess what happens next
Cause them other two girls, that's still on the menu
is the reason why the story is to be continued..
Chorus
lil' kim - back stabbers
Smile in your face!
Yeaaah!
Back Stabbers!
INTRO/CHORUS
They smile in your face
All the time they wanna take your place
The back stabbers!(Back stabbers)
VERSE 1:(LIL KIM AKA BIG MOMMA)
The Buda got my brain seein my own my blood stains
Dental records checkin my remains,it's hard to explain
First I see 'em then I don't, they disappear
First she tried to slit my throat,now she ain't there
I'm seein bitches in the mirrors behind me
But when I turn around, they hard to find
See a little bit of weed and a little bit of greed
Make a bitch wanna choke me till I bleed
Now watch a bitch breathe from dum-dums
That some young bum had to bust just for wreck
Earn some self-respect,now should I tote a fo' pound
'Cause a clown wants my autograph
Broken off that hash I think he wants my cash
The Lexus and rings,give a sex simple and plain
But these bitches is mad an' they niggas is bad
So they scheme on a CREAM,you know
Fuck the hos,bitches is detrimental,the guns is essential
CHORUS x 2
VERSE 2:(LIL KIM)
I'm having re-occuring dreams-bitches they want my CREAM
They wanna be lieutenant so it seems,I can't sleep
I see an image that keeps movin round and round my bed
The shadow stops,points a Glock to my fuckin head
I grab my pillow,crack the back window
pull out the tre-8,bust three times at the gate
LORD have mercy!The devil tryin to curse me
I keeps seeing shit that wasn't there in the first
See bitches be livin mad fad-they fuck my man
Steal out my crib,then come an' try an' shake my hand
Yeah man,breakin you down one time
I packs that shit for your ass,Chronic for your mind
I keeps it real on all you bitches,I wish you keep your mind
Off my motherfuckin riches
Bitches,I'm tired of all you hos beggin me for clothes
Bank rolls is all I knows,that shit is dead chicken-head!
CHORUS x 2
VERSE 3:(LIL KIM)
The morning's finally here,damn!What should I wear?
Time to get dressed and do my hair,once again it's on
Somebody's knockin at my door,but when I walk across the floor
Just ope' it up,the motherfucker's gone
I'm hearing voices in the back of my mind
Better grab my 2,'cause this fool might get outta line
I guess it's time to test this bullet-proof dress
From putting holes up in my chest
I'm lookin through the peep-hole to recognise the face
I see three bitches and still I got to play it safe
I hope my dress come in handy,but when I open the door
Three little girls selling candy,ya see bitches is jealous
Of Little Kim because my click is thicker than the rest of them
All I wanna do is be rich and stay that bitch
Clock dough on the law,y'know?
CHORUS TO FADE
lil' kim - big momma
You got it goin' on (Repeat 4X)
Verse One: Lil' Kim
I used to be scared of the dick
Now I throw lips to the shit, handle it like a real bitch
Heather Hunter, Janet Jack-me
take it in the butt. Yah, Jazz whah
I got land in the Switzerland, even got sand in the Marylands
Bahamas in the spring, baby, it's a big momma thing
can't you tell by the diamonds in my rings
that's how many times I wanna cum, twenty-one
and another one, and another one, and another one
24 carot nigga, that's when I'm fuckin wit' the average nigga
word to Shaft, brothers be battin' me and oh
don'tya like the way I roll, and play wit' my pussy
tell me what's on your mind when your tongues in the pussy
Is it marriage <Damn, this bitch is bad>
baby carots <Damn, I love that ass>
shit no, on a dime shit is mine, got to keep em comin all thetime
Why?
Chorus: Lil' Ceas, Lil' Kim
Killas be quiet, my nigga bring the riots
tough talk, tough walk, that shit is tired.
You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can't be
that's why your mad at me.
(repeat 2X)
Verse Two: Jay-Z
I'm big and untrust you in the studio with me
Don't you know I'm tryin' to set you continuosly
Pull a high power coup make, you jump ship
leave who you with I'm with the Roc-A-Fella crew
Trip you for the cheese, tear your boom up,
Spread a ill boomer, make you flip on Little Ceas
Pushin backwards, get the doe from your platinum hits
Rock Little Kim hats and shit
I gets down and dirty for the doe
I got love and Big know it
he must got the studio bug
Probably, as we speak he's on his way up the street
With the M.A.F.I.A. thugs and all types of heat
But I ain't tryin' to beef
I'm just tryin to eat
Horizontally, the way I hold my iron, sweet
And, no, my niggaz, but I like the sound
Lil' Kim and jigga sound like figgas
Chorus
Verse Three: Lil' Kim
Before I caught some niggas disease, got caught with his keys
Big scooped a young bitch off her knees
Threw me a high priced Beam's
Face on tv's, platinum CD's
shit, I never forget
Saw a nigga whah, pussy greased up
Stack the g's up, keep the knees up
What the fuck stay fillin, half a millin
Geneva diva yeah, I throws it down
Lay around, clown the clock stops for no one
Never 68 and owe 1, takes one to know one
Better off wit da Playboy magazines uh, fuckin' wit da Don
Push the keys, G's threes for takes
Yeah, I ride crate state to state
Lieutenant takes mad dimes from New York to Anaheim
While you daydreamin wine, I'll just keep gettin mine
And I'm married to this
Y'all strategy misses still plannin weddin's
M.A.F.I.A. also deadens all the bullshit
Any type of threatens to pull shit
Chorus: Repeat 4X
lil' kim - big momma thang
Verse One:
I used to be scared of the dick
Now I throw lips to the shit, handle it like a real bitch
Heather Hunter, Janet Jack-me
take it in the butt. Yah, Jazz whah
I got land in the Switzerland, even got sand in the Marylands
Bahamas in the spring, baby, it's a big momma thing
can't you tell by the diamonds in my rings
that's how many times I wanna cum, twenty-one
and another one, and another one, and another one
24 carot nigga, that's when I'm fuckin wit' the average nigga
word to Shaft, brothers be battin' me and oh
don'tya like the way I roll, and play wit' my pussy
tell me what's on your mind when your tongues in the pussy
Is it marriage <Damn, this bitch is bad>
baby carots <Damn, I love that ass>
shit no, on a dime shit is mine, got to keep em comin all thetime
Why? Lil Ceas
Chorus: repeat 2X
killahs be quite my nigga bring the riots
tough talk tough walk that shit is tired
you wanna be this queen B but ya can't be
thats why you're mad at me
Verse Two:
Hoes think I'm foul call me the bitch shitter
the lyrical gonna take a miracle
like Denise Williams bitches get ill, by the 6 shoota
gunz we got a lotta, you can't see me not-a-lot
want it raw dog well you best to see Poppa
get your tit's licked, wouldn't it be glourous
if you you give head to Notorious, then say my crew
<check it> you just a wanna be down wit my clique, bitch
just a dick suckin nasty ready for some ass
let me stress the tattoo on your breats
B.I.G., your rockin my property, P.Y.P. play your position
know I got ya wishin you neva started dissin
plus I give head better than you
pussy get wetter than you, fuck better than you
I dedicate this song to ya ass
like R. Kelly and that twin Pac up in your belly
Chorus
Verse Three:
saw a nigga whwh, pussy greases up
stack da skeeza, keep em knees up
what da fuck stay chillin, pack a million
Geneva diva yeah, I throws it down
lay around clown the clock steps for no one
never 68 and owe 1, takes one to know one
better of wit da Playboy magazines uh, fuckin wit da Don
pussy tease, here's three for takes
yeah I ride crate state to state
Lieutenant then it takes mad dimes, from New York to Anaheim
While you day dreamin wine, I just keep gettin mine
<and I'm> and I'm married to this
Y'all our strategy misses still planin wettins
mafio also deadins all that bullshit
any type of threatens to pull shit
unh, ooh yeah who shot ya, huh
who knows but they gotcha
unh, fed up, uhh wet up uhh
maybe next time keep your head up
Chorus
lil' kim - black friday
Roman's revenge, um,
You know, she just really jumped out the window
And you gotta be careful when you pick fights
And that's what I've learned in this business
You just never know
[lil' kim]
Shut the fuck up
Who the fuck want war
Fedex beef straight to your front door
It'll be a murder scene
I'm turning pink friday to friday the 13th
Aight you lil kim clone clown
All this buffoonery, the shit stops now
Time for you to lay down, I'm sick of the fraud
I put hands on this bitch like a spa massage
We all know your last name is what got you a job
You use to put together gimmicks something like a collage
Since you putting on a show, you gone get the appaulse
Clap clap, lift your frame like a fucking garage, yeah
This hood shit you and drake ain't built for
This the shit the other bitch almost got killed for
I'm still counting what hardcore generated
Bet my sh-t keeps spinning like it's syndicated
Corny broad I'll leave pyou bloody like you menstruated
Your hot air ass bitch should have been deflated
This aint a championship fight I've been the greatest
See the fact is, what you doing I did it
Lames trying to clone my style, run with it
Thats cool, I was the first one with it
You deluded kim wannabe you just hate to admit it
I'm the blueprint you aint nothing brand new
Check ya posters and videos, you'll always be number 2
I seen 'em come, I seen 'em go, still I remain
Sweety, you going on your 14th minute of fame
I'm over 10 years strong still running the game
Cut the comparisons, I'm in the legendary lane
Fighting for ya spot, y'all please, I'm solidified
With my hands tied, you couldn't beat me if you bitches tried
Either you high, or sipping that shit wayne on
I get top dollar for whatever my name on
Go stick your head in a tornado, brainstorm
I drop bombs, flex, napalm
Black and yellow, will pull up in your ghetto
Giuseppe's when I step out, posted up in stilettos
P-ssy so pink like my kitty saying hello
If I whistle, they'll pistol whip you in all five borough's
I'm in brooklyn, I'll be everywhere comfortably
Now who pumped you and told you to come romp with me
You the type to run your mouth and then run from me
I?m poppin? off in your hood with no company
Come on, queens aint showing you no love
I was there the other night poppin' bottles with the thugs
You like washington heffa I'm benjy.
You got a buzz right now, an' I had a frenzy
Oh yeah, welcome to the fam', fendi
You need to stop, you're not hot, you're a burning match
That means the end is near soon, copy that
Oh I see, they really got you gassed like
I'mma think of the past
Better slow down dummy, you bout to crash
Stink p-ssy hoe, I'm giving you a bath
Thermometer in hand and I'm coming for your ass
Who you think you getting past
I see right through you, you?re whole shit clat is made of glass
[nicki minaj]
You see right through me
How do you do that sh'
[lil kim]
I draw back, I'm a brooklyn thorough bred bitch
Rep for my borough bitch
Never been the type to have beef and try to settle shit
I ride out till the wheels fall off
And my niggas squeeze til the last shell go off
Fuck ya whole team, all I see is a bunch of weirdo's
You's a airhead bitch, scarecrow
Haha, aint nothing old but my money bitch
Hahaha, this is grown liquid assests
Benjamin's my daddy you young money bastards
You and diddy, sorry bunch of swagger jackers
I mothered you hoes, I should claim you on my income taxes
Bobby fischer in the flesh, taught by the great
So on my next move, I?m yelling checkmate
I smell a massacre
Charles manson you don't stand a chance with her
Jeffrey dahmer you looking like lunch to me
I'm bout to kill all you bitches like ted bundy
Leave yourn whole head red like peg bundy
You're hilarious, thanks for all the laughs
You're garbage so I'm taking out the trash
You shit on me, come on baby girl
Ain't enough ass shots in the world
You're a nuisance, you'll probably steal my new sh-t
But you could never fuck with me so chuck it up, deuces
All around the world I ball like a ball team
I stack chips, call me mr's rosteam
Tricks is for kids, silly rabbit, your my offspring
Kim more anticipated than a lebron ring?
lil' kim - buy u music
[Intro]
(One for the paper, and two for the money)
We takin no prisoners, Black Friday baby
Lil' Kim, Big Mike, Big Fendi
I don't know what's goin on baby
What the hell is goin on baby
Used to take me to dinner
Used to take me shoppin now you askin me for my paper
It's my money, boy my money
I bet you'll never ever get another dime from me
No you can't use the phone, baby
I think you need to get your own
[Keri Hilson]
Was lookin for a man to hold me down
So how'd I end up with youu?
Yeah, baby youu
And as hard as I try
At times it gets hard, payin all these bills
The note on the car, so I don't need
no broke broke boy tryin to holla holla
So baby shut it up, please show me the dollars
[Chorus: Keri Hilson]
One for the paper, two for the money
Brand new bags, new shoes, yeah I want it
All my girls, fly girls get money
One for the paper, two for the money
Nails did, hair did, yup yup I want it
One for the paper, two for the money
All my girls, fly girls get money
[Lil' Kim]
Nope I ain't checkin for you broke ass niggaz
Kim only checkin for the dope boy niggaz
No no no I'm not a go-gold digger
I'm just tryin to say I got my own lil' nigga
Six-deuce Benz, you know the grown folks nigga
Niggaz like stock they got they own vote nigga
No middle man, hang your own coat nigga
Title to the Ghost, no car note nigga
Can't pay my rent wit'cho compliments
And I don't need a man with no accomplishments
Uh-uh, no whip, no job, no credit
Me and you is like Alzheimer's, forget it
If you was my sugar, I'd be diabetic
Your game like a old book, I already read it
It's money on my mind boy and you just a headache
I need a man with the full package like Fedex
Kim lil' bitches, Mafia La Bella
Money old like champagne in the cellar
Boy you need to split, like a cigarella
You ain't treatin me like a Atm teller
So fuck your lil' cheese, I got my own cheddar
So when they make it rain I open up my umbrella
Dior glass slippers, call me Cinderella
Your bank account like these new artists, undeveloped
[Chorus]
[talking over Chorus]
Shout to all the supporters you already know what it is
Shout to all the haters equally it's all good
@Lilkim on that Twitter
@Bigmikeruler on that Twitter
@Bigfendi on that Twitter
#Blackfriday man
lil' kim - call me
[LK] Hello?
[TS] It's Too Short baby, whassup?
[LK] Hmm, you tell me
[TS] Shit, I'm coming out that way tonight, I'm trying to getwith you
[LK] Oh really?
[TS] Whassup, yeah
[LK] You know I waited a long time for this
[TS] Look, soon as I get there, I'ma call you, aight?
[LK] Bring what I need
[TS] Yeah
Call me, just call me
[both] When you need someone to talk to, someone to fuck you
Call me, just call me
[both] Satisfaction guaranteed, I give you what you need
[both] When you need someone to talk to, someone to fuck you
Call me, just call me
[both] Satisfaction guaranteed, I give you what you need
[TS]
My plane touches down at eleven forty-five
I'm comin through, want you, bout to show you why
I got the game from the pimps and players
You gon' feel me baby when I get there
I'ma give you what you want so I can get what I need
We can get hella freaky while we smoke some weed
We don't need champagne fuck the gin and juice
These niggaz know what Short Dog & Lil' Kim can do
Imagination is a understatement
Anything you can think of we can make it
Big money, hit records, watch us get wreckless
We butt-naked, we never sexless
And when I get there you know it's, time to fuck
Cause all night long ain't long enough to come up
it's just us, ya wanna know something? It's a big dick
tight pussy thing, make us both come
Call me, just call me
[both] When you need someone to talk to, someone to fuck you
Satisfaction guaranteed, I give you what you need
[LK]
Everybody know the Queen gettin down dirty
Drive you crazy like the 7:30, it ain't a secret
Rumors they could keep, you know there's only one
Ghetto Queen with the guillotine/real bitch that carry gats bythe spleen
Knahmean? Some bitch is on the other line, answer that
If it's a Booty Call, cancel that
You want pure satisfaction? I'ma handle that
All I need is a candle and a porno channel
Lubricate the top, now I'm starting to sweat
Peel my Gucci sheets back so they don't get wet, now check it
Adjust your phone volume, Lil' Kim is sure to bring
the nuts outcha, imagine me suckin blood out ya
Like a hickey, I love the phone quickie
Slip myself a mickey, now that's the proper set off
You could reach out and touch me MCI style
Kim and $hort fucking Cali Bed-Stuy style
Tell me what you want, I'll tell you what I need
You could fuck me till I bleed, oh $hort I'm about to OD
[TS] And I like it
Call me, just call me
[both] When you need someone to talk to, someone to fuck you
[both] Satisfaction guaranteed, I give you what you need
Call me, just call me
[both] When you need someone to talk to, someone to fuck you
[both] Satisfaction guaranteed, I give you what you need
[TS] You say it's cool to fuck baby, just open up
[LK] Well since you showed up what's the hold up
[TS] The blunts ain't rolled up
Let's mix sex with the weed smell
[LK] Then ride me nigga, like you do them V-12's
I'll be your SLK, you can drop my top
[TS] And I'll be all up in the cock from midnight to sixo'clock
The way you sick dick you off the heezee
[LK] Get off your kneezee, they say you are what you eat
[TS] They say the 69 is more like a 138
Everytime we have sex it's like watching dirty tapes
You're my personal, private, porno star
You wanna see us fuck? Buy the tape at the corner store
Queen Bee getting stung by Too Scheezee
I'm smokin indo, buzzin with the bree-zy
I teach you all about the niggaz from the O-A-K
We take the money and the pussy cause we sho' don't play
And I like it
Call me, just call me
[both] When you need someone to talk to, someone to fuck you
[both] Satisfaction guaranteed, I give you what you need
Call me, just call me
[both] When you need someone to talk to, someone to fuck you
[both] Satisfaction guaranteed, I give you what you need
[both laughing]
[LK] Unnhhhh
[TS] I'm LOVIN it
[LK] How much?
[TS] How much?
[LK] Yeahh
[TS] I always wanted you
[LK] I know you do.. mmmmh
[TS] Right there
[LK] Is that what you're talkin about?
Talk to me
[TS] Some of that shit that gonna make it on the record
[LK] You can talk to me
Mmmmmh!
lil' kim - came back for you
Intro]
Good evening ladies and gentlemen, I am the one and only Queen Bee
After me there will be none, but you could call me Miss White
Most people know me as, Lil Kim the head of the La Bella Mafia
Oh, shoutout to my girl Victoria Gotti and the whole Gotti family stay up
[Verse 1]
This time around I ain't takin no shit, this time around I never get bit
This time around I switched up my flow
Got rid of the pits and put rotts by the do'
This time around it ain't like befo'
This time around I'm gon' crack ya jo'
The feds is watchin me so I can't do much
Speak the wrong words bitch and you will get touched
I'm back on the scene my favorite color is green
I'm buildin a empire got a whole new team
Pimp game is strong, raps is just harder than they ever been
You can never win
Made my way through Hollywood fashion world adores me
Music's my first love a nine to five bores me
Love me or hate me Lil Kim come through
My fans across the world I came back for you
[Chorus]
I came back for you
All incarcerated scarfaces gangstas with the fed cases
I came back for you, all my fans across the world holla at your girl
I came back for you
Everybody's waitin on me all these ho's hatin on me
I came back for you, the mink rockin Benz coppin keep the bottles poppin
[Verse 2]
It's the real hip hop mami check the facts
I'm sick of all you acts with your bubble gum raps
Like the sand in the hour glass you out of your time
Tried to go against the queen is you out of your mind?
Even be at number two, your chances is slim
Cause when God made Adam, he should've made Kim
I gave a few passes but I never forget
It's enough I got to put up with this Doo Doo Brown chick
Now you and you wanna come at me from all sides
I'm gettin money, don't think I just be lettin shit slide
I'm very concerned with fashion ain't my fault y'all don't know how ta
Rock this Hollyhood thang y'all need to let me style ya
Come back, to the light ma, I started the shit
How soon we forget I'm the heart of the shit
So keep your tacky ways and go back to your stripper days
As long as I'm around, you gon' bow down
[Chorus]
I came back for you
All incarcerated scarfaces gangstas with the fed cases
I came back for you, all my fans across the world holla at your girl
I came back for you
Everybody's waitin on me all these ho's hatin on me
I came back for you, the mink rockin Benz coppin keep the bottles poppin
[Verse 3]
This time around either your in or your out
This time around you better watch your mouth
This time around you gon' hang or bang
This time around you better do your thang
Cause I'm the best that ever done it, the best that lived it
I ain't no overnight success goddamnit I was born with it
The Prada mama, the Dolce and Gabbana drippin
The Blue Hypnotic Martini Mimosa sippin
Y'all better team up or get it together
Or you, you and her can get it whenever
Huh, I got a army y'all can't harm me
If the shoe was on the other foot you probably try to starve me
Don't get your life tooken I know I got you shooken
This Bed Stuy fly girl came back for Brooklyn
lil' kim - can t fuck with queen bee
it's a new day and all you gossipin', backstabbin', habitual hater
you're all history(history)
so you can hate or hail the queen(all hail the queen)
but it don't matter
cause you ain't got nuttin' for us (you ain't got nothin' for us)
so as long as you live remember this
you can't fuck with queen bee
queen bee, queen bee
all you haters will see(that's right)
see, see
don't be mad i can't put this money in the casket
i can't put these cars in the box with the ashes
i can't take these diamonds with me when i die
i can't build that pretty white house in the sky(no)
i know you wishin' that you wrote this song
but these same words comin' from you would be a joke
you're better off takin' heat from your boy jade
i know you hate dyin' but you gon' die a hater
i got a vision for the future babe pa
ya near-sighted lot of ya'll can't see that far
rocks like a street light
baby watch 'em glow
red, yellow and green, don't know whether to stop or go
i'm like a chameleon i got many styles of rhymes
like a bottle of fine wine, i just get better with time
from Hardcore to Notorious, ya'll study my flow
and still...
you can't fuck with queen bee
queen bee, queen bee{ya'll can't fuck with queen bee}
all you haters will see
see, see{all you haters gon' see}
{do it to 'em bee}
whether you slingin' the rock
or you got a wicked jump shot
or just a fiend for this queen bitch of hip-hop
kimmy bad dudes from the barbershop to the car show
the industry down to Wallstreet
(what does she need tell me what is her type
i wanna give it to her, tell me please
be my girl i'll give up anything
anything that her heart desires in this whole world)
just cause you ain't a millionaire don't mean you can't compete
you ain't gotta be filthy rich, but you can't be cheap
i like a man that can stand on his own two feet
got a strong business mind, straight out the street
you gotta have security, power and wealth
cause i can do bad by my goddamn self
and if you spiritual, got a good heart and can make me laugh
you can fuck
you can get with queen bee
queen bee, queen bee{ya'll can get with queen bee}
take you to ecstacy
ecstacy, ecstacy{take ya'll to ecstacy, give it to 'em queen bee}
{it's your turn baby, it's your turn girl}
ain't nothin' gon' change my name gon' get bigger
it's in the cards for Lil' Kim to get richer and richer
so like it or not, i am who i am
when i die, hold my body in the Brooklyn muesem
now take it to the bridge
da di ya da, da, da, da, da
(don't that feel good, Full Force sing the break one more time c'mon)
da di ya da, da, da, da, da
(oh yeah, ow, don't that so nice)
you can't fuck with queen bee(c'mon)
{ya'll can't fuck with queen bee}(that's feel good music right there)
queen bee, queen bee(ow){yeah}
(c'mon governer)
all you haters will see
see, see{all you haters gon' see, you're gon' see}
ecstacy{you're gon' see ecstacy}
you can get with queen bee{queen bee baby, queen bee}
queen bee, queen bee
{da di ya da, da, da, da, da}
(like a bottle of fine wine i just get better with time)
take you to ecstacy
ecstacy, ecstacy(all hail the queen,yeah)
gonna let 'em know{yeah, yeah, yeah}
let 'em know{let 'em know bee}
can't see the queen, no{give it to 'em bee, give it to 'em bee}
{yeah, Governer}
lil' kim - can t hold us down
So what am I not supposed to have an opinion
Should I be quiet just because I'm a woman
Call me a bitch cos I speak what's on my mind
Guess it's easier for you to swallow if I sat and
smiled
When a female fires back
Suddenly big talker don't know how to act
So he does what any little boy will do
Making up a few false rumors or two
That for sure is not a man to me
Slanderin' names for popularity
It's sad you only get your fame through controversy
But now it's time for me to come and give you more to
say
This is for my girls all around the world
Who've come across a man who don't respect your worth
Thinking all women should be seen, not heard
So what do we do girls?
Shout out loud!
Letting them know we're gonna stand our ground
Lift your hands high and wave them proud
Take a deep breath and say it loud
Never can, never will, can't hold us down
Nobody can hold us down
Nobody can hold us down
Nobody can hold us down
Never can, never will
So what am I not supposed to say what I'm saying
Are you offended by the message I'm bringing
Call me whatever cos your words don't mean a thing
Guess you ain't even a man enough to handle what I
sing
If you look back in history
It's a common double standard of society
The guy gets all the glory the more he can score
While the girl can do the same and yet you call her a
hore
I don't understand why it's okay
The guy can get away with it & the girl gets named
All my ladies come together and make a change
Start a new beginning for us everybody sing
This is for my girls all around the world
Who've come across a man who don't respect your worth
Thinking all women should be seen, not heard
What do we do girls?
Shout out loud!
Letting them know we're gonna stand our ground
Lift your hands high and wave 'em proud
Take a deep breath and say it loud
Never can, never will, can't hold us down
[Lil' Kim:]
Check it - Here's something I just can't understand
If the guy have three girls then he's the man
He can either give us some head, sex her off
If the girl do the same, then she's a hore
But the table's about to turn
I'll bet my fame on it
Cats take my ideas and put their name on it
It's aiight though, you can't hold me down
I got to keep on movin'
To all my girls with a man who be tryin to mack
Do it right back to him and let that be that
You need to let him know that his game is whack
And Lil' Kim and Christina Aguilera got your back
But you're just a little boy
Think you're so cute, so coy
You must talk so big
To make up for smaller things
So you're just a little boy
All you'll do is annoy
You must talk so big
To make up for smaller things
This is for my girls...
This is for my girls all around the world
Who've come across a man who don't respect your worth
Thinking all women should be seen, not heard
So what do we do girls?
Should out loud!
Letting them know we're gonna stand our ground
Lift your hands high and wave 'em proud
Take a deep breath and say it loud
Never can, never will, can't hold us down
This is for my girls all around the world
Who've come across a man who don't respect your worth
Thinking all women should be seen, not heard
So what do we do girls?
Should out loud!
Letting them know we're gonna stand our ground
Lift your hands high and wave 'em proud
Take a deep breath and say it loud
Never can, never will, can't hold us down
Spread the word, can't hold us down
lil' kim - cha cha cha
[Tanya Speaking: (Lil Kim)]
Yow likkle kim u dun kno you're de original queen bee
ah wha we say is a gangsta thing
Tanya Stephens from Jamaica
wha u waan we do
a wha u mean
ah murda we haffi murda some pussi hole
yuh dun kno (yea)
blood clat.. a wha dat (check, check, check.. mm)
[Verse 1:]
my poppa taught me how to ride dicks
cut em off, freeze em, n use em as ice picks (yea, yea)
hard times baby,
got bitches upstate doing 2-8
for first degree rape
but i cant get uptate
my name whole weight (wha u seh)
like i said my name whole weight (dun kno)
pussy is the bait (dun kno)
around the way they call me the pink panther
ask Leon Ganther, (haha bout)
haha, he know,
the rap Josephine Baker
keep her wrist looking like strobe lights
when i buss my gun niggaz think im babylon (fer real)
cause my rocks shine on jus like dey sygon (boc boc boc boc..dun kno)
deceptive cons
deceptive nets
fuck it,
who u wit
betta claim ur sect
caution walkin on me mite break ur neck
im like water on the floor slippery wen wet (for real)
niggaz waan test me.. i doubt that
automatic ouzis we about that (u dun kno!)
we gun u in the sun or the rain
point blank range
me and my bitch can squeeze about 6 (yea, yea)
[Chorus: Tanya]
last night i heard the screamin
but it dont make no sense fi call the police (wah me seh)
last night i head the shooting
but it dont make no sense fi call the police
murda some bwoi ah go get tonight
[Verse 2:]
I got lil kim dats
and fuck nigga hats
where my bitches is at?
where my bitches is at? (right here)
be sure to tell dem cats
to lick between ya laps
n when its dey turn take a lil nap
when dawgs start barkin
throw they ass a snack
pat em on dey back
and that's that
it may sound rude
but i don't love you dudes
take you eatin my pussy n throw you on the innerlube (scene)
you think i give a fuck cause u paid for my food
put you out on the highway and make u strip nude (hehe)
den drive away in ur car wit ur wallet
thought i was sweet meat
look what u dun started [run dat]
u aint kno about the set it off queen bitch
in the porsche license plate read filthy rich
i spend money,
lend money
i play niggas wit money
matta fack i love money
and i never borrow
even if the ones low
cause if it cost ten i give em 20 so i never owe (scene)
and other women can't stand the way i'm livin
they not my problem
my main concern is kim (is all about)
[Chorus: Tanya]
last night i heard the screamin
but it dont make no sense fi call the police (wah we seh)
last night i head the shooting
but it dont make no sense fi call the police
murda some bwoi ah go get tonight (murda! murda!)
[Verse 3:]
As we pop the bub up in the reggae club
DJ rock rubbadub jams by beenie man (scene)
me sees p.diddy and the fam
in the back by the rest rooms shaking hands with the fans
funny style cats bump us while we dance
you know a broke nigga always fucks up the plans
DJ switch the music to the wutang clan
D-Rock hit himm in the face wit the saint ives can
security came through broke it up then he ran
be back at the bar again
laughin and partyin
jerks showin off pullin 50z out they clothes (for real)
please babe, bro we blow our nose wit those ((u kno) dun kno)
linen crushed out
egyptian mushed out
some boy lookin shot in the party rushed out
my niggas they surround me like the
you shudda seen the shit one big joke
and as usual this cat wit an afro
snitchin for no dough
info to popo
fuckin dodo
silly like the time i got u watched
i hate cowards
yall suckaz needa blow cock (for real {scene})
[Chorus: (Tanya, speakin in bkground)]
last night i heard the screamin
but it dont make no sense fi call the police (wah me seh)
last night i head the shooting
but it dont make no sense fi call the police
murda some bwoi ah go get tonight
lil' kim - cheatin
[Lil' Kim]
It was love at first sight, everything was right
I didn't know he had another life with the kid and wife
And he bought me a ring and he bought us both the same cars
What started out as a simple love affair
End it with someone inside electric chair
And the same man that she was in love with is now in love with me
A didn't mean to hurt her could have been somebody's mom
But she took his heart with she pulled out that gun
Ram pa-pa-pam, ram pa-pa-pam, ram pa-pa-pam, man down
Ram pa-pa-pam, ram pa-pa-pam, ram pa-pa-pam, man down
[Rihanna]
Mama, mama, mama I just show a man down
In central station in front of a big whole croud
Why, why?
Oh mama, mama, mama, I just shot a man down
[Lil' Kim]
I can't imagine what I'd do if I were in her shoes
Cause if he did this to me I'd probably kill him too
Cause if he'd play me for a fool I'd probably loose my cool
And reach for my firearm
I wish she didn't lay him down but it's too late to turn back now
Don't know what she was thinking but I know what she was feeling
And now he's no longer around
I didn't mean to hurt him, could have been somebody's son
But she took his heart with when she pulled out that gun
Ram pa-pa-pam, ram pa-pa-pam, ram pa-pa-pam, man down
Ram pa-pa-pam, ram pa-pa-pam, ram pa-pa-pam, man down
[Rihanna]
Mama, mama, mama I just show a man down
In central station in front of a big whole croud
Why, why?
Oh mama, mama, mama, I just shot a man down
Forgive me now
[Lil' Kim]
I never thought she'd do it, I never thought she'd do it, I never thought she'd do it, oh gosh
Why ever do she do it? why ever do she do it? why ever do she do it?
Who do she pulled the trigger, pulled the trigger, pulled this trigger, boom
And end this, end this life so soon
Pull the trigger, pull the trigger, pull the trigger, boom
And what you gonna do? mi say what you gonna do?
Ram pa-pa-pam, ram pa-pa-pam, ram pa-pa-pam mi say one man down, oh god
Ram pa-pa-pam, ram pa-pa-pam, ram pa-pa-pam mi say one man down
Now you are a criminal, criminal, criminal
Yes you are a criminal, criminal, criminal
He ain't got nobody on the gun when she went out of town
Before it be another one man down
Ram pa-pa-pam, ram pa-pa-pam, ram pa-pa-pam, man down
Ram pa-pa-pam, ram pa-pa-pam, ram pa-pa-pam, man down
[Rihanna]
Mama, mama, mama I just show a man down
In central station in front of a big whole croud
Why, why?
Oh mama, mama, mama, I just shot a man down
In central station
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