karaoke
(Lil Kim)
See I believe in money, power, and respect.
First You get the money.
Then you get the muthafuckin, power.
After you get the fuckin' power muthafuckas will respect you.
(Chorus [Lil Kim])
It's the key to life.
Money, power, and respect.
Whatchu' need in life.
Money, power, and respect.
When you eatin' right.
Money, power, and respect.
Help you sleep at night.
You'll see the light.
It's the key to life.
Money, power, and respect.
Whatchu' need in life.
Money, power, and respect.
When you eatin' right.
Money, power, and respect.
Money, power, and respect.
Money, power, and respect.
(Sheek Louchion)
Ayo my whole clique bout it, bout it.
We take yours while you pout about it.
Truck, step out the whore's wanna' crowd around it.
You could see me on optimum TV.
Go in your bathroom turn the light out. Scream!
Bloody Mary, 1, 2, 3.
Sheek ain't your usual friend.
About to setchu' up like Kaiser and walk straight at the end.
I'm done wit' ice and charms.
I'm tryin' my whole casket when I'm gone.
Pull up wit' class on the don'.
Once I meet em' I greet em'.
Kiss his feet for freedom.
Tell em' thank you lord.
Cuz on Earth I was gettin' bored.
Now resurrect me back to this cat called Sheek.
So I can make this album.
And get back the cats that's weak.
Two thirty, six two.
Me bust for you that's like a cat vs. a pitbull.
Gun, know clip full, keep hunger.
And plan for the future, cuz you figure
you gon' be older
way longer than you gon' be younger.
(Chorus [Lil Kim])
It's the key to life.
Money, power, and respect.
Whatchu' need in life.
Money, power, and respect.
When you eatin' right.
Money, power, and respect.
Help you sleep at night.
You'll see the light.
It's the key to life.
Money, power, and respect.
Whatchu' need in life.
Money, power, and respect.
When you eatin' right.
Money, power, and respect.
Money, power, and respect.
Money, power, and respect.
It's the key to life.
(Styles)
Only time could tell how the clock ticks.
I'm really loved here but I'm still a hostage.
Two personalities check the posture.
Smoke out the mouth clear out the nostrils.
You think of death but the life seem scary.
I'm past the graveyard seein' people Hail Mary
I ain't chillin til' I'm out parachutin'.
Race my man in mountain climbin' for about ten diamonds.
Twenty five thousand a piece.
Fuck streets!
Tryin' to own the island.
Forget about wilin'.
Try ridin' in the car that be glidin'.
If I showed you where I lived you would think I was hidin'.
Sling dick to chicks that don't speak English.
Wake up in Trinidad, like fuckin' em rich.
Come back. Private jet
live on set.
If you could shit gold like you split the decks.
(Chorus [Lil Kim])
It's the key to life.
Money, power, and respect.
Whatchu' need in life.
Money, power, and respect.
When you eatin' right.
Money, power, and respect.
Help you sleep at night.
You'll see the light.
It's the key to life.
Money, power, and respect.
Whatchu' need in life.
Money, power, and respect.
When you eatin' right.
Money, power, and respect.
Money, power, and respect.
Money, power, and respect.
(Jada Kiss)
Yo nutin' but the hotness.
Whenever we drop this.
Monotonous for ya'll to keep hatin',
cuz ya'll never gon' stop us.
I keep my rocks spotless,
and my hoes topless.
Take time try to figure out who da Lox is.
Fear no one.
Kick rhymes like Shoguns.
You scared to blow one.
Get robbed wit' your own gun.
If I don't respect you I'm ah check you.
And if I don't kiss you I'm a peck you,
right before I wet' chu.
I sneeze on tracks an' bless you.
I'm special.
And if you like workin' out,
then I'm gon' stretch you.
Husslin' is dead but we still get red.
Turn the spots in the bakeries to get back bread.
And ya'll said my monies spent.
But it's in the Bent'.
So when the feds come the dogs can't get a scent.
For my story, self-explanatory
that I'm the hottest thing on the street.
An' yall ain't got nutin' for me
(Chorus [Lil Kim])
It's the key to life.
Money, power, and respect.
Whatchu' need in life.
Money, power, and respect.
When you eatin' right.
Money, power, and respect.
Help you sleep at night.
You'll see the light.
It's the key to life.
Money, power, and respect.
Whatchu' need in life.
Money, power, and respect.
When you eatin' right.
Money, power, and respect.
Money, power, and respect.
Money, power, and respect.
(DMX)
Arf, arf.
This is a beat that I can freak to
just drop the reals.
Plus a nigga wit' the ill.
Ya'll niggas know my skills.
Ass from the grills get em' up,
split em' up, wet em' up.
And watch em' come get em' up,
Set em' up.
When you do dirt, you get dirt.
Bitch, I'll make your shit hurt.
Step back like I did worse.
This ain't no fucking game.
You think I'm playin, till you layin.
To where? The junkyard decayin'.
Mom's at home prayin'
that chu comin' home.
But chu not, cuz you sittin up in the trunk
startin to rot.
And hell is hot, I know because I'm here now Baby.
It's goin' down baby.
Git the full pound baby.
And let off up in a nigga,
especially if he think he bigga'
than my muthafuckin' trigga'.
Did I?
Can I get my?
Is it gone?
DMX represent for one time.
It's on.
(Chorus [Lil Kim])
It's the key to life.
Money, power, and respect.
Whatchu' need in life.
Money, power, and respect.
When you eatin' right.
Money, power, and respect.
Help you sleep at night.
You'll see the light.
It's the key to life.
Money, power, and respect.
Whatchu' need in life.
Money, power, and respect.
When you eatin' right.
Money, power, and respect.
Money, power, and respect.
Money, power, and respect.
Lil' kim:
Where's all mah soul sistas
Lemme hear ya'll flow sistas
Mya:
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go sista
Mya:
He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge
Struttin' her stuff on the street
She said, “Hello, hey Jo, you wanna give it a go?” Oh! uh huh
Chorus:
Gouchie, Gouchie, ya ya dada (Hey hey hey)
Gouchie, Gouchie, ya ya here (here)
Mocha Chocalata ya ya (oh yea)
Creole lady Marmalade
Lil' Kim:
What What, What what
Mya:
ooh oh
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir
Voulez vous coucher avec moi
Lil' Kim: yea yea yea yea
Pink: He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up
Boy drank all that Magnolia wine
All her black satin sheets, suede's, dark greens
yeah
Chorus:
Gouchie, Gouchie, ya ya dada (da-da-da)
Gouchie, Gouchie, ya ya here (here ohooh yea yeah)
Mocha Choca lata ya ya (yea)
Creole lady Marmalade
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir, what what what)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi
Lil' Kim:
yea yea uh
He come through with the money and the garter bags
I let him know we bout that cake straight up the gate uh
We independent women, some mistake us for whores
I'm sayin', why spend mine when I can spend yours
Disagree? Well that's you and I'm sorry
Imma keep playing these cats out like Atari
Wear ideal shoes get love from the dudes
4 bad a** chicks from the Moulin Rouge
hey sistas, soul sistas, betta get that dough sistas
We drink wine with diamonds in the glass
bottle case the meaning of expensive taste
if you wanna Gouchie, Gouchie, ya ya
Mocha Chocalate-a what?
Real Lady Marmalade
One more time C'mon now
Marmalade... Lady Marmalade... Marmalade...
Christina:
hey Hey Hey!
Touch of her skin feeling silky smooth
color of cafe au lait alright
Made the savage beast inside roar until he cried,
More-more-more
Pink:
Now he's back home doin' 9 to 5
Mya:
Sleepin' the grey flannel life
Christina:
But when he turns off to sleep memories creep,
More-more-more
Chorus:
Gouchie, Gouchie, ya ya dada (da daeaea yea)
Gouchie, Gouchie, ya ya here (ooh)
Mocha Choca lata ya ya (yea)
Creole lady Marmalade
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi (all my sistas yea)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi (C'Mon! uh)
Missy:
Christina...(oh Leaeaa Oh)
Pink... (Lady Marmalade)
Lil' Kim...(hey Hey! uh uh uh uh...)
Mya...(Oh Oh oooo)
Rot wailer baby...(baby)
Moulin Rouge... (0h)
Misdemeanor here...
Creole Lady Marmalade Yes-ah
(lil kim)
yo this the queen b
and i came to say a little sumthing
on my girl missy shit
now see i got sumthing to say
thats right i got a problem
i got a problem wit all yall muthafuckers out there
that got a problem wit us calling ourselves a bitch
yeah thats right i said it muthafucker bitch wat
ya see bitch is a strong word
and only strong bitches can use that muthafucken terminology
bitch
i mean if u cant wear the name
then dont try to use it
shucks
(missy)
throw ur hands up if u like to get high
make a phat beet so we can party all night
if u got beef u gotta take it outside
throw ur wrists up and lemme see ur ice shine
(repeat 1 more time)
~Lil' Kim~
Oh uh oh uh yea
I dont think yall ready for this one
The Queen Bee knockout collabo'
And if ya don't know, now ya know
~Ray J~
I been workin all day (and now it's on)
Pull up and don't pay (when the line is long)
Girls in the club (you wanna fuck)
Ice grillin these thugs (I wanna thong)
Is it cause I'ma shine (major ice)
I'm talkin about blind ya (like Vegas lights)
Never on the scene (without my team)
Cali sticky green (know what I mean)
It's on and poppin
The DJ's rockin
Chickens is watchin
It's on tonight
You had a long day yo
Buy the champ by the caseload
Pockets full of pesos
It's on tonight oh
~Chorus~
Wait a minute (oh wait a minute)
Oh wait a minute (oh wait a minute hey hey hey)
Girl wait a minute
Oh wait a minute (oh wait a minute)
Oh wait a minute (oh wait a minute hey hey hey)
Yo you know the words say it (wait a minute)
~Ray J~
I been workin all day (and now it's on)
Pull up and don't pay (when the line is long)
Girls in the club (you wanna fuck)
Ice grillin these thugs (I wanna thong)
Is it cause I'ma shine (major ice)
I'm talkin about blind ya (like Vegas lights)
Never on the scene (without my team)
Cali sticky green (know what I mean)
So much you go through
Only problems know you
Let's party like we supposed to
It's on tonight
There's not a righter way
You've had a tired day
Let's party the night away
It's on tonight
~Chorus~
Wait a minute (oh wait a minute)
Oh wait a minute (oh wait a minute hey hey hey)
Girl wait a minute
Oh wait a minute (oh wait a minute)
Oh wait a minute (oh wait a minute hey hey hey)
Yo you know the words say it (wait a minute)
~Lil' Kim~
Blaw tadow, watch out now, uh-huh
It's the little one and I'm not Bow Wow
You got trees roll it up
You a G throw it up
Nigga slipped me his number in a note
I tore it up
Oh wait a minute they playin that shit slow it up
What you outta Cris
Fuck it Mo it up
Ya'll just rookies
Poppin on the scene
Careful how ya'll talk cuz we pop them things
Ya'll see us on the TV
Rappin and actin
Yup uh-huh look a little closer
Yea that's us Millennium Testarosa
People takin pictures
Blowin our cover
Papirotzi gonna get you one way or another
Wait a minute ain't that Brandy's little brother
Straight from the East side
And that's how I ride
Here's another one
Ray J
Tell em where you from
~Ray J~
In the land of women
Sunny days chrome spinnin
Juice and ginin
It's on tonight
And true you're another one
Representin where you from
Sex you're gettin some
It's on tonight
~Chorus~
Wait a minute (oh wait a minute)
Oh wait a minute (oh wait a minute hey hey hey)
Girl wait a minute
Oh wait a minute (oh wait a minute)
Oh wait a minute (oh wait a minute hey hey hey)
Yo you know the words say it (wait a minute)
THIS IS THE REMIX,
As we procede, to give you what you need,
2000 muthafuckas, get loud muthafuckas.
[Mario Winans, (Puff Daddy), | Lil Kim |, {Ronald Isley}
(I'm the light when you can't see,
I'm the air when you can't breathe,
I'm that feeling when you can't leave.
It won't stop)
| I like this, yeah this is the remix |
Ohhh, anything you want I'm gonna give it to you girl,
Along aside your body, make you open up your world,
I wanna satisfy you, {Satisfy, satisfy}
I wanna satisfy you.
Baby tell me can we fuck all through the night (can we fuck?)
Lick your body up and down,
Make you feel alright {I can almost taste you},
I wanna satisfy you,
{I wanna satisfy you, wanna satisfy you}
I wanna satisfy you.
I wanna hit the four seasons, lie with you,
Roll backward, get high with you,
Let the jet fall out the sky, die with you,
Rock minx and stay fly with you, (ooohhh)
Bonny and Clyde, ghetto bride,
Push my love aside, get you right,
It ain't physical, it's spiritual,
Make a nigga feel like he went to heaven and died (heaven and died),
C'mon
Gangsta love, love how we chill together,
And we reachin Brazil together,
Count mills together,
Niggas front, get ill together,
Playas hate, but we still together,
A name, for me to praise,
To my dyin days, and I see the grave,
True love, me and you love,
So whatchu wanna do love?
You make me feel like,
I've been locked down for years,
And ain't had none,
Strictly magnon,
Walk around the room neked (naked), and make dragon,
Gangsta sarcasm, (That's right)
Ask who's pussy is this? (Who's pussy is this?)
Multi orgasms, catchin back spasms,
High off ex (ecstacy), rough sex, just so much, take that.
Plus together, nothin better,
Uncomparable, can't measure, (can't measure)
What I feel for you, my treasure,
There through it all, thick and thin, take the pressure,
Come, real bitch, feel this, real love, what an affair,
My love, there to the nair (near).
How you want me baby?
Butt naked on some rug shit?
Or thugged out on some Cryps and some Bloods shit,
It's your call, the queen do it all,
Anything you do for me, I do 10 times more,
Forget the small talk, let me sit on your face,
Rockin moves like a hoola hoop around my waist,
Pushin fantasies, can I fulfill your wish,
Bet it's me with some niggas, or me with a bitch.
Whooo! Whooo! Time to get freaky, freaky,
Get my Price cd, do me babyy.
(Kim, I think you're the one for me,
Let's get married so you can have a son for me.)
Not now baby, stick your tongue in me,
Make me feel good, I might let you cum in me,
The way you call me mommy, ooh I love it,
Make me wanna go public,
Tell the whole world that I'm your girl,
Take pictures with our moms on the cover of New York Times,
Grew up bad, just like his mom and dad,
A real nigga is all I want, all I ever had,
Things you do, give a bitch to choose,
Like writing out "I Love You" in hundered dollar bills,
Feed each other fruits like kiwi and mango,
Rock kangos, while we do the durango,
And when we fight, we both get bruised,
Lie to everybody, say they matchin tattoos,
My nigga got beef, ain't shit you can tell me,
I cut a nigga's throat like Shaquita from Bellarmy.
I wanna house in Africa, ??? in my back yard,
Businesses surrounded by security guards,
With a big ass club called "Kim n Him"
(Lil' Kim:)
Where's all my soul sisters
Let me hear ya flow sisters
Hey sister, go sister,
Soul sister, flow sister
Hey sister, go sister,
Soul sister, flow sister
(Mya:)
He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge
Strutted her stuff on the street
She said,
Hello, hey Joe
You wanna give it a go,
gitchie gitchie ya ya ta ta
(Hey hey hey)
Gitchie gitchie ya ya he oh oh
(Hee oh)
Mocha Choco Lata ya ya
(Ooh yeah)
Kreo Lady Marmalade
(Oh)
Voulez vuco shea avec moi,
ses swa (oh oh)
Voulez vuco shea avec moi,
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
(Pink:)
He sat in a booth
While she freshened up
Boy drank all that magnolia wine
Oh her black satin jeans
Suades are free
Yeah
gitchie gitchie ya ya ta ta
(ya ya yeah)
gitchie gitchie ya ya he oh oh
(Ooh yeah yeah)
Mocha Choco Lata ya ya
(Yeah, yeah)
Kreo Lady Marmalade,
Voulez vuco shea avec moi,,
ses swa (ce soir)
Voulez vuco shea avec moi,
(Ooh)
(Lil' Kim:)
Yeah, yeah, aw
come through with the
Money and the garter backs
Let 'em know we
'Bout that cake,
Straight out the gate
We independent women,
Some mistake us for whores
And say, why spend mine
When I can spend yours
Disagree, well that's you
And I'm sorry
I'm a keep playing
These cats out like Atari
heeled shoes,
Gettin' love from the Jews
Four bad ass chicks
From the Moulin Rouge
Hey sisters, soul sisters
Betta get that dough sisters
We drink wine with
Diamonds in the glass
By the case, the
Meaning of expensive taste
We wanna gitchie githcie ya ya ta ta
(Come on)
Mocha Choco Lata ya ya woo o yea
(What?)
Kreo Lady Marmalade
One more time, come on
Marmalade
(Ooh yeah)
Lady Marmalade
(Ooohh)
Marmalade
(Oh yeah)
(Christina:)
Hey, hey, hey hey yea
Touch of her skin
Feeling silky smooth,
Color of cafe au lait,
All right
Danger sat seit side wont to the ground
More, more, more
(Pink:)
Now he's back home
Doing nine to five
(Nine to five)
(Mya:)
Living the gray flannel life
(Christina:)
But when he turns
Off to sleep,
Memories keep
More, more, more
Gitchy gitchy ya ya ta ta
(ta ta oh)
Gitchy gitchy ya ya he
(Oh oh)
Mocha Choco Lata ya ya
( Ya Ya)
Creole Lady Marmalade
Voulez vuco shea avec moi,
Ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez vuco shea avec moi,
(All my sisters, yeah)
Voulez vuco shea avec moi,
Ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi
(Oh)
Come on, uh
Missy Ellioy:Christina
Christina: Moulin
Missy Elliot: Pink
Pink: Lady Marmalade
Missy Elliot: Lil' Kim
Lil' Kim: Hey, hey, uh uh uh Uh uh uh uh
Missy Elliot: Mya
Mya: Oh oh ohh
Missy Elliot: Rotwiler '
Mya: baby
Missy Elliot: Moulin Rouge
Christina: Moulo
Maya: ada ada
Missy Elliot: Misdemeanor
Christina, Pink, Lil'Kim and Mya: Kreo Lady Marmalade,
Ooh yes, ah!
Lil Kim:
THIS IS THE REMIX,
As we procede, to give you what you need,
2000 muthafuckas, get loud muthafuckas.
Chorus-
Mario Winans, (Puff Daddy), [Lil Kim], {Ronald Isley}
(I'm the light when you can't see,
I'm the air when you can't breathe,
I'm that feeling when you can't leave.
It won't stop)
[I like this, yeah this is the remix]
Ohhh, anything you want I'm gonna give it to you girl,
Along aside your body, make you open up your world,
I wanna satisfy you, {Satisfy, satisfy}
I wanna satisfy you. (1) [2]
Baby tell me can we fuck all through the night (can we fuck?)
Lick your body up and down,
Make you feel alright {I can almost taste you},
I wanna satisfy you, (1) {I wanna satisfy you, wanna satisfy you}
I wanna satisfy you. [2]
Puff Daddy (Mario):
I wanna hit the four seasons, lie with you,
Roll backward, get high with you,
Let the jet fall out the sky, die with you,
Rock minx and stay fly with you, (ooohhh)
Bonny and Clyde, ghetto bride,
Push my love aside, get you right,
It ain't physical, it's spiritual,
Make a nigga feel like he went to heaven and died (heaven and died),
C'mon
Gangsta love, love how we chill together,
And we reachin Brazil together, [2]
Count mills together,
Niggas front, get ill together,
Playas hate, but we still together,
A name, for me to praise,
To my dyin days, and I see the grave,
True love, me and you love, [2]
So whatchu wanna do love?
Chorus (with slight different adlibs)
Puff Daddy (Puff Daddy):
You make me feel like,
I've been locked down for years,
And ain't had none,
Strictly magnon,
Walk around the room neked (naked), and make dragon,
Gangsta sarcasm, (That's right)
Ask who's pussy is this? (Who's pussy is this?)
Multi orgasms, catchin back spasms, [woman moaning]
High off ex (ecstacy), rough sex, just so much, take that. [2]
Plus together, nothin better,
Uncomparable, can't measure, (can't measure)
What I feel for you, my treasure,
There through it all, thick and thin, take the pressure,
Come, real bitch, feel this, real love, what an affair,
My love, there to the nair (near). [2]
Chorus -
Lil Kim (Puff Daddy):
How you want me baby?
Butt naked on some rug shit?
Or thugged out on some Cryps and some Bloods shit,
It's your call, the queen do it all,
Anything you do for me, I do 10 times more,
Forget the small talk, let me sit on your face,
Rockin moves like a hoola hoop around my waist,
Pushin fantasies, can I fulfill your wish,
Bet it's me with some niggas, or me with a bitch. [2]
Whooo! Whooo! Time to get freaky, freaky,
Get my Price cd, do me babyy.
(Kim, I think you're the one for me,
Let's get married so you can have a son for me.)
Not now baby, stick your tongue in me,
Make me feel good, I might let you cum in me,
The way you call me mommy, ooh I love it, [2]
Make me wanna go public,
Tell the whole world that I'm your girl,
Take pictures with our moms on the cover of New York Times,
Grew up bad, just like his mom and dad,
A real nigga is all I want, all I ever had,
Things you do, give a bitch to choose,
Like writing out 'I Love You' in hundered dollar bills,
Feed each other fruits like kiwi and mango,
Rock kangos, while we do the durango,
And when we fight, we both get bruised,
Lie to everybody, say they matchin tattoos,
My nigga got beef, ain't shit you can tell me,
I cut a nigga's throat like Shaquita from Bellarmy.
I wanna house in Africa, ??? in my back yard,
Businesses surrounded by security guards,
With a big ass club called 'Kim n Him'
And a crew full of dollars I can go spend with him.
Chorus to fade.
You got it going on (what, what)
you got it going on (what, what)
Come on, come on Strictly fuck we/those (6) digit niggas
If the first one is a (9) they a buck behind
I live my rhyme
At the same time can't find myself layin up
If you payin up
Bullets start sprayin up
you know my niggas is sick
the game ain't enough
for you to run up in this
I needs stacks of chips
you know dream house money,
Shit you just like me so don't start acting funny
Your the kind of girl that makes
Everybody feel that your just so damn good (so damn good)
But your secrets I found out
So don't deny what you're about
I know the truth, you know I do (I do)
I know you get lonely
Just like me
And you want it
Just like me
But act like you don't
you know you're just like me
Quiet is kept you cry for help
When no one else is there I betcha you touch yourself
Does it feel good?
Late night calls, I betcha you do it all
Anything to get it off
but you still persist to front on me
Baby tell me
Why (oh why) do we play this game of chase
When we know we both feel the same way
And why
do you put me through all these changes
When you know your just a freak like me
your just like me
If I had one wish in the world, I swear to God
It would be for girls to rock pearls, straight out the oyster
Voice your opinion Queen Bee made a million
Got mirrors on my ceiling, so I can see it
When ya head be in between it, if I had a penis
I'd be heartless for real though, niggas start shit,
I'd just flash out my dido, ya'll move to quick
Thought I'd be memorized by your cocaine bricks
And ya smoke gray six, nigga thought you was a groupie
obsessed fan with my picture in your hooptie
You heard my record now ya know I'm freaky
So ya wanna wreck it and ya wanna see me
How your dreams be, you want me sexual
In a gun fight, 2 on 3
I'm next to pull, and I love life
Something you never could imagine, then you woke the fuck up
It's just rappin'
Don't front like you don't girl you're just like me
Just like me
Has the raining stopped yet?
I don't notice anymore
Look up your face
You join in the rain
As you've never really done before
How can this be stopped when
You just opened up the door
How can I go
Back to my home
Thinking life is such a bore
Interesting
It seems to me
The irony of ecstacy
It's coming down much harder than before
Interesting
When you can see
That normal life's like sleep-walking
Hating all the things you once adored
You wake me up
When you're around
It's just my luck
Can't do without
And when you're gone
Watch as I drown
You bring me down
You bring me down...
Back and forth
I'm walking
I'm in heaven and in hell
Life is asleep
Between the sheets
The person is I can't believe
Back and forth you're walking
You're my heaven and my hell
Keep me awake
Don't wanna sleep
Just until the next farewell
Interesting
It seems to me
The irony of ecstacy
It's coming down much harder than before
Interesting
When you can see
That normal life's like sleep-walking
Not another day
Not another day
Can't take much more
You wake me up
When you're around
It's just my luck
Can't do without
And when you're gone
Watch as I drown
You bring me down
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, and it don't stop
Yeah yeah, and it don't stop
Yeah, and it don't stop
B.I.G., rock-rock on
Uh huh, and it don't stop
Yeah yeah, and it don't stop
Yeah, and it don't stop
Queen Bee, rock-rock on
Sometimes a gal forget cout, hoo hoo hoo hoo
Ain't that the truth, frontin' like they bulletproof
Lil' Kim this, Lil' Kim that
She rap but stay bangin' Lil' Kim tracks
Your career is on the rocks again
Yeah, I'm back on top, what?
You forgot Queen Bitch, W-W-W-dot-com
Read the 27th Psalm, sing along
The Lord is the light of my salvation
Thou shall fear when He calls
So when you MC's come to eat up my flesh and blood
Ya'll all will stumble and fall (ha ha!)
Still that's not all, bitches have the gaul
To be writin' my rhymes, said B.I.G. write my rhymes
My nigga gone now, so who writin' my rhymes?
No disrespect, ya'll bitches seekin' publishing checks
If I'll tell ya, I'll tell ya now
(Queen Bee, Queen Bee)
Would you keep, just keep on feelin' me
(Wha? What?)
If I tell ya, I'll tell ya how I feel
(If I tell ya how I feel)
Would you keep bringing out the best in me?
Stop stressin' me
Keep my jewels frozen like they've been in the freezer
Haters - if that don't please ya, I don't need ya
Even Mom Dukes live in an igloo
Bought my whole crew businesses for Christmas
Yeah, I see ya'll!
Colorful minks and things
Polars on ya shoulders, about a half in ya rings
Once, got to switch my pitch up
Pin-stripped suits with gauders with vests
Black pearls around the neck
Come on, ya'll chicks can't be serious
How's the weather down there my dear, I'm just curious
Been the sex symbol since Jack B. Nimble
You can never be me, you can only resemble
Copped the presidential suites for weeks, ya'll just a day out
One ass picture in a magazine, I gets a layout
My nigga gone now, so who writin' my rhymes?
No disrespect, ya'll bitches on them publishing checks
If I'll tell ya, I'll tell ya now
(Queen Bee, Queen Bee)
Would you keep, just keep on feelin' me
(Wha? What?)
If I tell ya, I'll tell ya how I feel
(If I tell ya how I feel)
Would you keep bringing out the best in me?
Stop stressin' me
Stop wastin' all of your time
Doin' all that rappin', cuttin' or writin'
Don't know that she's the Queen
Why can't you see?
Ya'll should just believe
Everyone's trying to tell you
If I talk freaky - then that's my business
If I dress freaky - then that's my business
Got folks praticin' how to spit like this
Sexy C-E-O makin' hits like this
HUH?! I know you pissed, but take some advice from me
In five years, you'll be as nice as me
But right now, nah, ya'll ain't ready
I'm a single black female and this goes out to Heddy
If I'll tell ya, I'll tell ya now
(Queen Bee, Queen Bee)
Would you keep, just keep on feelin' me
(Wha? What?)
If I tell ya, I'll tell ya how I feel
(If I tell ya how I feel)
Would you keep bringing out the best in me?
Stop stressin' me
If I'll tell ya, I'll tell ya now
(Queen Bee, Queen Bee)
Would you keep, just keep on feelin' me
(Wha? What?)
If I tell ya, I'll tell ya how I feel
(If I tell ya how I feel)
Would you keep bringing out the best in me?
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