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Untitled

Lil' Kim

The Jump Off [US 12"/CD]

2003

Whoa! (It's Queen Bee nigga)
It's the jump off (Come on)

[Verse 1: Lil' Kim (Mr. Cheeks)]
I been gone for a minute now I'm back at the jump off (Jump

Excuse me lil' miss can you be my Mrs.
I'm just a nigga from the Rock can you dig it
Seen you on the 'gram glad you not catfishing
Shoot my shot like I

Let It Go Lil' Mama

Pharrell Williams

Brass Knuckles

2008

let it goooo

Yo, they call me Mr. Intellectual, I keep a bunch of vegetables
Carrots and the broccoli, how the hell can you stop me?
Naughty by

low
I do a verse, you know my prices ain't, low
Lil' momma know I like my kisses down low

I'm Lil Bibby, Mr. Everything-For-The-Low
Mr

to ah Cobra
They can't Restrict this lil boa
King to the Thrown
I got a name they don't know of 


Black Lives Matter (Mr.Officer why you stop me
Black

Lil Wayne:
Yeah (take me out, take me out)
ok now it was me and Mrs. C
we was chillin by ourself 
both of us just popped a pill 
and now am feelin'

More worried if daddy thinks you're a big man yet
Karma could be bitchier, that'd be fine by me
Not living up to the title that we all strive to be
Karma

My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance

Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them

careful lil nigga
All of my niggaz are plotting
You already dead lil nigga

Woo
Woo
I'm checking for synergy and energy
So, watch how you step to me,

Fat Joe the Don!
And Mr worldwide reporting live from the east
Ross the boss, Mr mauricio
I know paper, can buy the newspapers
Millions now, billions

probably had took her 
I kept telling homie just go back to school 
Cuz she in these streets they don't play by no rules 
Only thing he seeing is the money

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

mine, mine
Mine, mine, mine
See, I don't want no shade
I don't want no shade
Wanna fly by the sun
I don't need no stress
You can keep your testing
Let me

Check yo posture let's be honest man that shit is Karma (Oooh)
How you say you love her but harm her you a prima donna (Damn damn)
I'm a Donald Trump him

rob ya
I told you to be careful of your karma
Cuz what goes around come around like nascar
I'm the best nigga you had by far
I bright light to yo nights

Sumthin lik the torch, got that fire by any means
Niggas is doom, if you dont got the ratchet
Tryin to make that money stretch, Mr. Fantastic
Tryin to make

karma the fuckry
Nobody kicks it harder Maradona lil Pele 
Front page 
Y’all played
Broad day
Ball game

Front page
Y’all played
Broad day
Ball game

Og

can't pay attention to you bum, and you hatin' ho's
No way you offended by my words, thought we really bros?
I can't call you pussy, cause you really is

at all
Oh yea it's not so bad
It's not so bad at all
Dear Mr.GrimReaper
Can you hear me out
I know you got some
Extra room in hell
But can you leave me out

I'm sensitive, I feel everything, I feel everybody
One man standin' on two words, heal everybody
Transformation, then reciprocation, karma must

me feel like I'm a dentist (mhmmm)
I'm a menace on the block Mr.Wilson I'm Dennis (you heard)
I could drop anytime lil nigga independent (uh huh)
In

I've made

Mr. Sandman
Sellin me dreams
Doesn't say much but he's Telling me things

Mr. Sandman 
Sellin me dreams
Doesn't say much but he's Telling me

Fairplay

Kiana Ledé

FairPlay

your brain
Now that we're confessing
I thought we were destined
You were Mr. Right but you went looking other ways

I have always done right by you

to me
Only 18 I’m tryna teach you what to do with me
Slow top stretch thots 6 series parking
Philippe and Mr chows she to bad for Olive Garden
Talking