lil kim – **** you lyrics
nine shots greet ya, greet ya, hang with lil’ cease, ah
but don’t sling pizza, pizza
the gat carryin’, rap barbarian
ninety-six blake carrington
i brings the most dangerous diseases
trife please, mc’s of all types, h-m-s-xuals, dyk-s, intellectuals
like my flow, my charm, wifey on the arm
and stay f-ckin’ other b-tches, style never switches
inhale, exhale, bail nino brown out for shootin’ up a townhouse
in hempstead, kids fled, rumors was dead
no beef with no cliques, n-gg-z don’t want sh-t, trife impresses
lexus gs’s, chicks in iceberg dresses, who the best is? mafia
but f-got n-gg-z wanna spoil it
stop me from having marble faucets and gold toilets
i force it down your throat like sodomy, mama proud of me
’cause i stopped killin’ n-gg-z for free
the anne klein sportin’ c-ke, snortin’ n-gg-z lovely
i keep my p-ssy fresh like dudley, watch the show
as my flow bubble over like mo’s and cristal’s
ain’t scared to bust my pistal, sippin’ hard on cristal
dream accounts, large amounts
’cause frank don’t play with lai money, get high money
ready to die grady, no if’s, and’s, or maybe’s
i’m not your average lady, put that on my 380
me and my b-tch catch flights to texas
n-gg-s call us crystal and alexis
b-mp into some hoes that be in houston boostin’
trunk full of donna karan in the rental lebaron
who us? we just swervin’, in the dark blue suburban
drinking bourbon with heinekens for the chaser
police’ll never chase us we too fly for that
processed and fingerprinted we too dime for that
i be flirtin’ for certain, wearin’ short skirts and
but ain’t no d-cks insertin’ see, that’s the difference
between me and other b-tches
they f-ck to get they riches
i f-ck to bust a nut
lil’ kim not a sl-t
i gotta reputation to look out for
plus my boss is a outlaw
motherf-ckers think they tough guys
motherf-ckers better hold hands steppin’ up
f-ggot -ss motherf-ckers
they really ain’t no true players
death comes to those that oppose the clique
d-ck-riders get off the d-ck
’cause, larceny got guns for y’all
and if i get bagged my lawyers got tons of ones for y’all
catchin’ cases, n-gg-z pull they macs out
n-gg-z getting mad ’cause i dug they backs out
then i blacks out, start shootin’ kids
cribs is vicious, makin’ my escape jumpin’ bridges
malicious, sometimes the danger taste delicious
rule number three don’t take love from no b-tches
you know what makes me much stronger than you
i can take pain much longer than you
so what you gon’ do when i run up in that -ss-crease
how you wanna spit a grease?
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