nigga make money bitch leave me alone, all that hatin' and reppin' on Choppa Chop, can't get mad just because a nigga hot you not and you niggas keep
field And what you can't have now, leave in your will But don't knock me for tryin to bury seven zeros, over in Rio Dijanery Ain't nobody's hero, but
you see a bad bitch gettin' shine you should love it 'Cause every time a door open for me that means you, just got a better opportunity to do you They
again will win Vodka and gin will have my fist rocking ya chin Smoke till eyes like Lil Kim a?? slim Light skin, fight men, life very exciting Move like lighting, can't
you don't drink so you don't think You ain't gon' win you don't speak, you ain't no freak cause I can turn you, learn you and burn you up Gimme the cup
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
the field And what you can't have now, leave in your will But don't knock me for tryin to bury seven zeros, over in Rio Dijanery Ain't nobody's hero,
Haha, 3LDub baby, A Girl Can Mack [Verse 1: Kiely] Yo, if you don't like expensive things Then you can bounce if you don't wanna get it together You
on MTV, no doubt Titty out like what - I don't give a fuck! Y'all know my attitude, can't stand my cologne Then stay your ass home, you and your chaperone
you will never win How you gonna win with the Queen? The Queen, you will never win How you gonna win with the Queen? The Queen, you will never win How
'm bout it bout it now is you with it with it? Bitch I don't care how you get ya dough you get it get it Now you can't claim to be a pimp & then go be
that we play In the door, we go, now you're out, of your clothes Kissing you, all over, till you're screamin', for more Say my name, Lil' Kim, it's you
you can't win (You can't win) Repeat 1 Your so called vendetta was light like birds' feathers Even with an umbrella, you can't stop my hurricane
Miami That's why the whole BET staff can't stand me =-Yukmouth Talking=- [Dreams of fuckin' an industry bitch] Oh yea man I can't forget my drankin
po kim you be sittin back talking yo shit I cant help but I see you tho, I don't get it (Its impossible) Lil mama, for you to fit all that up in a pants
) Fuckin' them rap stars You know who you are I wrote this song for you (For you baby, I'd find you) [x2] For you {for you}, and you (uh) For all y'all