who be dippin in the Benz wit the spoilers It's all about the Benjamins baby On the low from the Jake in the Taurus Verse 4- (Lil' Kim)-(overlaps
I take my time Touching home with alibis Trying get me to see that's where you trying to be But I don't want your man, your man?s been callin? me Trying to get
, don't nobody wanna try Kim Y'all know you done fucked up Now whassup y'all better come roll with us Who's you Mister? It's Lil' Kim and Twista and
to give out hoes to give out, naw we ain't over this route Back on the street, Jimmy get the crack on the street Tour over motherfucka let's get back
Nrooklyn niggas Uhh wha, my Uptown niggas Uhh wha, my Junior niggas Uhh, yo yo yo yo Verse One: Lil' Cease There's only noe Lil' Ceaser Who can touch
actors don't care if you're married or bachelor she make a Southern boy proud to his toes quickly forgettin not lovin them hoes she get money like Lil Kim, Biggie and Lil
ya ya (oh yea) Creole Lady Marmalade [Lil' Kim] What What, What what [Mya] Ooh oh Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir Voulez vous coucher avec moi [Lil' Kim
apart Not I, one nigga's in my eye Payback's a motherfucker, put that on the sty You lost a good bitch nigga you can't front Lil' Kim is everything a
ya (oh yea) Creole lady Marmalade [Lil? Kim:] What What, What what [Mya:] Ooh oh Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir Voulez vous coucher avec moi [Lil? Kim
for life. Gotta' get that money. I won't let noone put me in a box, I'm gon' fight my way to top. Things ain't goin' right - you need a lil' kim in ya
life gotta get that money i won't let no one put me in a box i'm gon fight my way to top things ain't goin right you need a lil' kim in ya life [
my niggas doin' time The big ones are the ones that a lil' thin All of 'em locked up The ones that's doin' reps of 10 jackin' off to Lil' Kim No Limit
ghetto near you, street fame All out warfare, eye for a eye bustin' on my enemies bad boy killing (Comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame) Straight dissing you, fuck Lil' Kim
you, Street fame, bust Comin' to a ghetto near you, Street fame All out warfare, eye for a eye Bustin' on my enemies bad boy killin', straight dissin' you Fuck Lil' Kim
age, ice age Stab yo cold heart wit' a ice pick Now Ben must be either pampered or crushed To regulate, relegate and delegate power Nigga touch sumtin', touch
get married or somethin' But little did he know his little princess was a city hoe Pretty, ooh the face, tight from the video Damn this bitch is thick, she on the Lil' Kim
wanna do? Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers? Brawlers -- who be dippin in the Benz wit the spoilers On the low from the Jake in the Taurus Tryin to get my