Lil Kim: Get money

Intro/Chorus(Repeat *3) Fuck Bitches...Get Money Fuck Niggas....Get Money [Biggie] You wanna sip Moe on omy living room floor play Nintendo wit Ceas and Nino pick up my phone say Poppa not home sex all night mad damn in the morn Spend my vee, smoke all my weed tattoo on t-t sayin B-I-G Now check it you wanna be my main squeeze baby dont chat u wanna give me what i need baby wont ya picture life as my wife jus think Full length minx, fat X and O linx bracelets to match, conversation was all that showed you the safe combination and all that Guess you could say you the one I trusted who would ever think that you would spread like mustard Shit got hot, you sent feds to my spot took me to court tried to take all I got another intricate plot the bitch said I raped her.. Damn why she wanna stick me for my paper? My mo-skee-no, mother Versace hottie come to find out, you was fuckin everybody you knew about me wit fake I.D. cases in Virginia/body in D.C. why always me thats what I get for trickin came out on bail..commence the ass kickin Lickin the door, wavin the 4-4 all you heard was Poppa don't hit me no more disrespect my click/my shits imperial Fuck around and made a milkbox material you feel me..suckin dick....runnin your lips cuz of you Im on some real fuck a bitch shit.. Chorus (repeat *4) [Lil' Kim] Niggas..betta grab a seat grab on ya dick as this bitch gets deep Deeper than a pussy of a bitch 6 feet stiff dicks feel sweet in this little petite Young Bitch from the streets guaranteed to stay down used to bring work outta town on Greyhound Now Im Billboard now/niggas pressed to hit it play me like a chicken, thinkin Im pressed to get it Rather do the killin than the stick up jooks rather count a million while you eat my pussy-pushme to the limit get my feelings in get me open while Im cummin down your throat-in you wanna be my main squeeze nigga-dontcha you wanna lick between my knees nigga dontcha wanna see me wit Big and 3 down the ave. blow up spots on bitches because Im there Break up affairs lick shots in the air you get vex and start swingin everywhere me shiftee? Now you wanna pistil whip me pull out your 9, while I cock on mine and what nigga/I aint got time for this so what nigga/Im not tryin to hear that shit Now you wanna buy me diamonds and Armani suits age of the Adini and Chanel Nine boots Things to make up for all the games and the lies Hallmark cards, sayin I apologize Is you wit me, how could you ever decieve me but paybacks a bitch motherfucker, believe me Naw I aint gay this aint no lesbo flow jus a lil somethin to let you motherfuckers know.... Chorus