Lil' Kim Lyrics
Lil' Kim Lyrics
"It's All About the Benjamins (Remix) Lyrics"
How Are You Doing? Lyrics
Torn from the earth hung tied on myself thin breath left necks embrace the dark,air so far from getting lighter I welcome the night silence brings me peace,embedded in velvet black lest these days we will (forget) let it snow,let it snow on your graves I never know peace with myself there's a rat in the kitchen cuz there's always something missing I know there's a rat in the kitchen cuz there's always something missing Let it snow,Let It Snow
Torn from the earth hung tied on myself thin breath left necks embrace the dark,air so far from getting lighter I welcome the night silence brings me peace,embedded in velvet black lest these days we will (forget) let it snow,let it snow on your graves I never know peace with myself there's a rat in the kitchen cuz there's always something missing I know there's a rat in the kitchen cuz there's always something missing Let it snow,Let It Snow
Uhh, uh-huh, yeah
Uhh, uh-huh, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Uhh, uh-huh, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Goodfellas, uhh
Verse One: Puff Daddy
Now... what y'all 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 hands on some Grants like Horace
Yeah livin the raw deal, three course meals
Spaghetti, fettucini, and veal
But still, everything's real in the field
And what you can't have now, leave in your will
But don't knock me for tryin to bury
seven zeros, over in Rio Dijanery
Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard
on your Hot 9-7 everyday, that's my word
Swimmin in women wit they own condominiums
Five plus Fives, who drive Millineums
It's all about the Benjamins, what?
I get a fifty pound bag of ooh for the mutts
Five carats on my hands wit the cuts
And swim in European figures
Fuck bein a broke nigga
Verse Two: Jadakiss (overlaps last two lines of Puff Daddy)
I want a all chromed out wit the clutch, nigga
Drinkin malt liquor, drivin a Bro' Vega
I'm wit Mo' sippers, watched by gol
Give A Little Love Lyrics
You can buy a diamond ring And slip it on my hand Put me on a big ol' plane And fly me to a foreign land Show me rows of fancy clothes Saying, "Honey you can take your pick!" Well, that would be mighty kind But it ain't gonna do the trick (Chorus) Give a little love A squeeze and a little kiss Give a little hug Mmm, I want some more of this Take a little time Yeah, make a little fuss That's what a woman wants So give a little love Get this, you can be some big hunk Handsome, dark and tall Talk to me in foreign
d diggers (uhh)You can buy a diamond ring And slip it on my hand Put me on a big ol' plane And fly me to a foreign land Show me rows of fancy clothes Saying, "Honey you can take your pick!" Well, that would be mighty kind But it ain't gonna do the trick (Chorus) Give a little love A squeeze and a little kiss Give a little hug Mmm, I want some more of this Take a little time Yeah, make a little fuss That's what a woman wants So give a little love Get this, you can be some big hunk Handsome, dark and tall Talk to me in foreign
Rockin Bejor denims, wit gold zippers (c'mon)
Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin Cristals
Freakin the three-quarter reptiles (ahahah)
Enormous cream, forrest green -- Benz jeep
for my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme (that's right)
We see through, that's why nobody never gon' believe you
You should do what we do, stack chips like *Hebrews*
Don't let the melody intrigue you (uh-uh)
Cause I leave you, I'm only here
for that green paper which lead you
Verse Three: Sheek
I'm strictly tryin to cop those, colossal sized Picasso's
And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's (whoo!)
Mienda, with cash flowin like Sosa
And the latin chick tranportin in the chocha
Stampedin over, pop Mo's, never sober
Lex and Range Rovers dealin weight by Minnesota (uhh)
Avoidin NARC's wit camcorders and Chevy Novas (uh-huh)
Stash in the buildin wit this chick named Alona (uh-huh)
from Daytona, when I was young I wants to bone her (uh-huh)
But now I only hit chicks that win beauty pageants (ahahaha)
Trickin, they takin me skiing, at the Aspens (c'mon)
Uhh, gangsta mental, stay poppin Cristal
Pack a black pist-al in the Ac' Coupe that's dark bro
One Night Stand Lyrics
So drunk I could hardly see Then you came to talk to me I couldn't hear the words You said Then we ended up .in bed So drunk I could hardly see I don't want my friends to see Don't even try to hold my hand One night stand So drunk I could hardly see I don't want my friends to see Don't even try to hold my hand One night stand To drunk to stand by myself Being this sick ain't no good for my health And by the time I'm dressed You won't make me breakfast So drunk I could hardly see I don't want my friends to see Don't even try to h
n (whoo!)So drunk I could hardly see Then you came to talk to me I couldn't hear the words You said Then we ended up .in bed So drunk I could hardly see I don't want my friends to see Don't even try to hold my hand One night stand So drunk I could hardly see I don't want my friends to see Don't even try to hold my hand One night stand To drunk to stand by myself Being this sick ain't no good for my health And by the time I'm dressed You won't make me breakfast So drunk I could hardly see I don't want my friends to see Don't even try to h
Pinky-ringin, gondolas wit the man singin
Italian music down the river wit your chick clingin
to my bizzalls, player you mad false
Actin hard when you as pussy as RuPaul
Interlude: Puff Daddy
C'mon, c'mon, uh-huh
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Uh-huh, yeah
(repeat 4X)
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Now, what y'all wanna do?
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Wanna be ballers, shot-callers
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Brawlers -- 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 Four: Lil' Kim (overlaps last two lines of interlude)
Uhh, uhh, what the blood clot?
Wanna bumble wit the Bee hahh?
BZZZZT, throw a hex on a whole family (yeah, yeah yeah)
Dressed in all black like the Oman (say what?)
Have your friends singin 'This is for my homey' (that's right)
And you know me, from makin niggaz so sick
Floss in my 6 with the Lex on the wrist
If it's Murder, you know She Wrote it (uh-huh)
German Luger for your ass bitch, deep throated
Know you wanna fill the room cause it's platinum coated
Take your pick, got a fir
End Of The Road Lyrics
Here we are, now lay the burden down We're coming to the end of our road Sorrowful yet glorious somehow To be humming this one last ode So calm and still... it wasn't all that bad, or was it now? Fulfilled... it doesn't only hurt to end it now The funeral The memories beneath the dust of years They seem like those of someone deceased There's no more to be done, or hoped or feared Just waiting for the final release So calm and thrilled... it wasn't all that bad, or was it now? Still, it doesn't only hurt to end it now Is life over, this life's
arm you shoulda toted, suck a dickHere we are, now lay the burden down We're coming to the end of our road Sorrowful yet glorious somehow To be humming this one last ode So calm and still... it wasn't all that bad, or was it now? Fulfilled... it doesn't only hurt to end it now The funeral The memories beneath the dust of years They seem like those of someone deceased There's no more to be done, or hoped or feared Just waiting for the final release So calm and thrilled... it wasn't all that bad, or was it now? Still, it doesn't only hurt to end it now Is life over, this life's
All that bullshit you kick, playa hatin from the sideline
Get your own shit, why you ridin mine? (uh-huh)
I'm, a Goodfella kinda lady
Stash 380's and Mercedes, Puffy hold me down baby!
Only female in my crew, and I kick shit
like a nigga do, pull the trigga too, fuck you
(Big: Yeah, yeah, uhh, uhh, uhh!)
Verse Five: Notorious B.I.G.
I been had skills, Cristal spills
Hide bills in Brazil, about a mil to ice grill
Make it hard to figure me, liquor be, kickin me
in my asshole, uhhh, undercover, Donni Brascoe
Lent my East coast girl, the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh)
My West coast shorty, push the chrome 740
Rockin Redman and Naughty, all in my kitty-kat
Half a brick of yea, in the bra, where her titties at
And I'm livin that, whole life, we push weight (uh-huh)
Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn State (c'mon)
Listen close it's Francis, the Praying Mantis
Attack with the Mac, my left hand spit, right hand
grip on the whip, for the smooth getaway
Playa haters get away or my lead will spray
Squeeze off til I'm empty, don't tempt me
Only, to Hell I send thee, all about the Benji's
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