you found yo niche, you just a bitch wit a menstrol Claimin' you a murderer and you spelled it wrong You put 'e' before the 'd' 'cause that's all you on You
a rapper had dough, you didn't You a pathetic nigga, first it was Biggie and Pac Now you jealous of Jigga You like a breast implant, fake on the inside You
law Keep a big bank and buzz when the summer fall Wanna spread nothing none till it kinda slung Then I roll up a crumb till it gotcha gone Here come another bum wanna
your toe play it tight wit my doe? can the crap you talk be true to or do you do like a do? do you smoke weed like me? or do you love peeps like me? is
ride with you Verse One: Puff Daddy Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah While I'ma ride for you, would you ride for me? While I'ma die for you, would you die for
hear you say right It's Lil' Kim and Timbaland, niggas, shit, ya drawers Special delivery for you and yours I rep for bitches, he rep for boys If you
all cowards like a game of tennis Act like you want some of this and I'll give you the business You see the yellow and black, you know what it's about
Will They Die 4 You - Lil' Kim Yeah 1 - How many niggas that'll die for you How many get a quiche like the pie, wit you I ain't talkin' 'bout those
dick in background)] (can you come home with me) Do you wanna come home with me tonight Get down, get freaky with me tonight (yeah, you come home) Do you wanna
dressed in nothin but pearls You want to meet me cause you know I'm freaky and you wanna eat me cause you say I'm sexy got a man in Japan that i do
***, we got that whateva u do, do Whateva u do, d-d-do, d-d-do, whateva u do, d-do, d-d-do
me, and naggin' me, and harrassin' me For it be a tragedy Don't you know the damn thang They come to do the damn thang For they leave best believe they do
, you wish this life Dream this life, of royals Motherfuckers got you gas motor spoiled So what you gonna do when you run out of oil? Crumble like the foil This goes out to you
[KIM:] hhmmm mmmm, you tell me [SHORT:] Shit, i'm comin out that way tonight, i'm tryin ta get with you [KIM:] Oh, really? [SHORT:] Wassup, yeah [KIM:] You
Before a rapper had dough, you didn't You a pathetic nigga, first it was Biggie and Pac Now you jealous of Jigga You like a breast implant, fake on the inside You
A. you wanna be em Most of y'all niggaz can't eat without per diem I'm rich, I'ma stay that bitch Uhh, who you lovin who you wanna be huggin Roll with
life that you just don't mess with Act like a trick and like a trick you'll get dealt with [Lil' Kim] Now why the fuck you keep blamin' me? You the one
you when I blow, it gets a little windy You make me wanna fight you, I ain't nothin' like you Y'all paper thin, my shit recycled They call me Lil' Kim