Big Momma Thang - Lil' Kim (莉儿金) You got it goin' on wha wha
Wha wha You got it goin' on wha wha
Wha wha
You got it goin' on wha wha
Wha wha You got it goin' on wha wha
I used to be scared of the dick now I throw lips to the sh*t Handle it like a real b**ch Heather Hunter Janet Jack-me Take it in the butt yeah yazz wha I got land in Switzerland even got sand in the Marylands Bahamas in the spring baby it's a big momma thang Can't tell by the diamonds in my rings That's how many times I wanna cum twenty one And another one and another one and another one Twenty four carats ni**a that's when I'm f**kin' wit' the average ni**a Work the shaft brothers be battin' me and oh
Don'tcha like the way I roll and play wit' my bushy
Tell me what's on your mind when your tongues in the p**sy Is it marriage baby carriage Sh*t no on a dime sh*t is mine Got to keep 'em comin' all the time
Killas be quiet my ni**a bring the riots Tough talk tough walk sh*t is tired You wanna be this Queen B but ya can't be That's why you're mad at me Killas be quiet my ni**a bring the riots Tough talk tough walk sh*t is tired You wanna be this Queen B but ya can't be That's why you're mad at me How B I G and 'Un' trust you in the studio with me Don't they know I'm tryin' to sex you continuously Pull a high power coup make you jump ship Leave who you wit' I'm with the Roc-A-Fella crew Trip you for the cheese tear your boom up Spread a ill boomer make you flip on Little Ceas Pushin' backwards get the doe from your platinum hits Rock Little Kim hats and sh*t I gets down and dirty for the doe I got love and Big know it He must got the studio bug Probably as we speak he's on his way up the street With the mafia thugs and all types of heat But I ain't tryin' to beef I'm just trying to eat Horizontally the way I hold my iron sweet And no my niggas but I like the sound Lil' Kim and Jigga it sound like figures
Killas be quiet my ni**a bring the riots Tough talk tough walk sh*t is tired You wanna be this Queen B but ya can't be That's why you're mad at me Killas be quiet my ni**a bring the riots Tough talk tough walk sh*t is tired You wanna be this Queen B but ya can't be That's why you're mad at me Before I caught some niggas disease got caught with his ki's Big scooped a young b**ch off her knees Threw me at high priced Beam's Face on TV's platinum CD's Sh*t I never fought saw a ni**a wha p**sy greased up Stack the g's up keeps the knees up What the f**k stay fillin' half a million Geneva Diva yeah I throws it down Lay around clown the clock stops for no one Never sixty eight and owe one takes one to know one Better off wit the Playboy magazines uh f**kin' wit da Don Push the keys G's threes for pape's Yeah I ride crate state to state Lieutenant takes mad dimes from New York to Anaheim While you daydreamin' wine I'll just keep gettin' mine And I'm married to this ya'll strategy misses still plannin' weddin's Mafia also deadens all the bullshit Any type of threatens to pull sh*t Killas be quiet my ni**a bring the riots Tough talk tough walk sh*t is tired You wanna be this Queen B but ya can't be That's why you're mad at me Killas be quiet my ni**a bring the riots Tough talk tough walk sh*t is tired You wanna be this Queen B but ya can't be That's why you're mad at me Killas be quiet my ni**a bring the riots Tough talk tough walk sh*t is tired You wanna be this Queen B but ya can't be That's why you're mad at me Killas be quiet my ni**a bring the riots
Tough talk tough walk sh*t is tired You wanna be this Queen B but ya can't be That's why you're mad at me
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Tough talk tough walk sh*t is tired You wanna be this Queen B but ya can't be That's why you're mad at me
