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lil kim – m.a.f.i.a. land lyrics

yeah, uh
in the m.a.f.i.a.’s land y’all
where loyalty is everything
the m.a.f.i.a. forgives but never forgets
let me tell you

in the m.a.f.i.a.’s land where there’s one boss and one clan
yes mans, they surround us like steaks in pans
all ’em wanna be the man right hands wash the left hands
loyalty’s priority in this fam
where life’s initiated ain’t no givin’ it back
once you in it like bennet you’ll soon be lieutenant
like me the don juan, miss yvonne
the sweat-a the money gett-a, copin mad cheddar

stevie’s all wondering how i got in this position
one day frank was fishin’ for compet-tion expidition
number one, his name is barry madanno
push the phat milano ’96 mission cost ya barizano
i lay gently in the bently through binoculars he seemed popular
givincci socks cartier coolats
h-cl-ss rocks and charms like bohemians
sick like lukemians, receding hairlines

watch how genuine his gold mine decline
when frank pops the wine, i c-cks the nine
n-gg-s peeped it from behind and slipped their clips in quick
one chick named nick thought she was the sh-t
tried to play big poppa, don’t worry
minutes before i dropped her the blow, blow, blow
like a parole the b-tch violated
so how you like it, coffins or cremated

there ain’t a day in my life that rolls by
that i don’t get high, sit back and won’t cry
i used to roll hard with tons of b-tches
but now it’s just me and my n-gg-s, whah
there ain’t a day in my life that rolls by
that i don’t get high, sit back and won’t cry
i used to roll hard with tons of b-tches
but now it’s just me and my n-gg-s, whah

street murders, thug parasites, we official no fake gators
coppin’ fire arms with dug missles, we leavin’ scar tissue
that n-gg- barry still aggy about that sl-t
mob n-gg- what, threw the gang sign up
the n-gg- chuckles, just slip the loot
on my belt buckles and cracked his middle nuckles
d-mn how could a deal for a couple mill
result to such violence and throw our whole sh-t off balance

yet still, they pat me down from all angles
trapped inside this devil’s triangle like bo i had the jangles
and movin’ slow to slide up on these mexicans
one cross eyed and hunchbacked, the other must be mixed with black
the third n-gg- had missin’ teeth and tatto tear drops
long hair, chest for like a bag of rocks before this chops
i grabbed the keys to locks, the jewels and the rocks
the cream in the box, etc., etc., etc. and it don’t stop
i got away with everything, the cash and the stash

so now i’m t-tled mission acomplished
my man was astonished
he looked as if there was a foul aroma in the air
stinkin’, i know what this n-gg- thinkin’
d-mn, she’s too little, too pretty, too quiet
the b-tch is hired, mob’s wife for life
diamond heist with trife, contracts on your life
we increase the price, uh
so guess who the b-tch is, but for now i be the mistress

- lil kim lyrics

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