everybody I love livin' through phone Never been one for hugs, but I long Across time zones for strength from fam Who are only with me through video and digital
hands high in the air, let me see your little chubby digits It's about to get sweaty in here ya'll, you might want to bring a fan It ain't easy, being
live without your love Baby I must confess, we were the perfect match You we're a gift sent from above When you're thinking about me, text 1-4-3 That
The bombs been detonated I'm just waitin' for an explosion, I was just waitin' on 2nd and it was time for me to close in on 3rd With blurred vision and
(Lil Kim) You got it going on (what, what) you got it going on (what, what) Come on, come on Strictly fuck with those (6) digit niggas If the first one
[Featuring Lil' Kim] (Lil Kim) You got it going on (what, what) you got it going on (what, what) Come on, come on Strictly fuck with those 6-digit niggas
: (Lil Kim) You got it going on (what, what) you got it going on (what, what) Come on, come on Strictly fuck with those (6) digit niggas If the first
: [Featuring Lil' Kim] (Lil Kim) You got it going on (what, what) you got it going on (what, what) Come on, come on Strictly fuck with those 6-digit
second, I'll be done in one New York minute You get the middle digit production small figured out in 3 seconds You never listen MC's be runnin they fuckin
[Verse 1] 3:30 and I wanna leave early Tryin' to survive really, this 9-to-5 is killin' me Contemplatin' on taking a quiet drive to Philly When I got
F-T-E-Y-E Hot hot 3, 5, 7, 9, 12, 15 Whole bunch of names on your credit in pubs Tryin' to be loved I'm 30 mill and a fan club What you got signed for