Lyrics:
mind because I be livin within a time
I gotta be so defined, by the rhymes I write every line so tight
And I might just fly like Michael's type when I
popsicles on her nipples to make her sex passion
triple quadriple, until she bust
Overcome with passion, big ass want lust upon him
But nigga he forsake
talking, bitch trust me I'm immune
I got 1 duffle full of millions
I got 2 bad bitches look like villains
Count to 3 don't care about your opinion
4 pills my
more dicks than 2 gay
she's not a screamer that's what u say
i made her scream hallelujah, rasclahth god forgive me
you feel that pain
girl that's your
the hills
That's how I would do your job
You don't want no problem here
Not the line you want to cross
Take the rapper over here
And I'll feed him
don't find pleasure in pleasing you
I don't care what I'm supposed to do
Want it then give me the motion to
I'mma come give you a dose or two
Hit from
they took his life
So even when it's not their fault
You know they get assaulted
By the boys in blue, it's nothing new
And turn them into culprits
And I
takin you so long? I got plans for the future
to bring back your head like Medusa
Chorus: Lil' Kim (repeat 2X)
Girls be actin stink, and mad funny
Out the part I'ma shark
See me lurk in the dark
This is not what you want
I'ma keep this shit blunt
All your statures is chump
Attack if you want
Only
it I punt it
Out the park I'ma shark
See me lurk in the dark
This is not what you want
I'ma keep this shit blunt
All your statures is chump
Attack if
1 2 3 4 Hit it, Hit it
[Verse 1]
Yeah, here's a story bout my homeboy randy
He was hooked on a girl named candy
Started off as sex for fun
Now
Michael, way too many hanes
Can't be the shit
Surrounded by shit stains
Can't stomach me cuz I'm that pain
I'm Omari & you're seeing a Ghost, Taylor Dane
on Amex
This ain't no jenga specs
Yeah I'll fuck her and she said she want the sex
Yeah woah she said she want the sex
100's on the bills on the back
to be so uptight/ just because I got some from your daughter the first night/ shes just a ho/ you know how it is/ kids just want to have sex/ you keep
can't do this)
Distracted by the one who's
Distracted by the afters (Rich)
Distracted by the Gerrys
Distracted by the rappers (Sheesh)
Distracted by
money, I swallow four diamonds
Forget it, I ain't speakin' on business, you got your ho 'round
Still posted by the Chinese store, they think my head gon'
'm trying to get paid
I mean look at how well I have my stuff displayed
And the cars drive by in a frickin parade
Cuz I've been doing this for almost two
got suspended
Her Friends bad too everyone in detention
Now one time for the dancers baby two times deuces times put your hands up
Girl when you
want your sex, here take your fast food
"Tim you're dead wrong, Tim you're dead rude!"
Hey girl, I don't even know you
"Timbaland we're your first
I'll change who I am before I change what I'm writing
My third eye coincides how you are
I left my George Mason hoodie beside your mason jars
Jars
divide into two nice-sized lines on the bathroom Countertop for Patty and myself
Tommy, I was informed later, didn't want to share the baggie of Coke
erotica with bliss one feem one sex don
One queen your da one to turn me on yeah
You're so la la la la lovely when ya lap dance and shake upon me
one for the money, got two or the gold
Got three got the bitches who play me on the low
Got four the cars, got five for the bros
Got six for the likes,
delicious
I'm the nigga who's ambitious
Michael Ross is the genie he's giving our wishes
One I wanna just jam with your band (Two two two)
You gotta play
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