matter who, I'll make them all show gratitude Fools actin' like they don't know the rules Need to learn to listen when grown folks is droppin' jewels Now they say
[Chorus: Lil' Kal + possibly others] It's my country, you can say what you, wanna say about me But at the end of the day I'll be countin my mo-ney It'
his I mean every friendship has its differences But these Young Bucks remind me of Fif and his They hear the good life, wanna see what the difference
[Lil' Kim] Yeah, uh You put your bliss in I put my wrist in, what's missing? I'm talking to you, 'cause when I shine, I glisten Sure picked a fine time
Lil' Kim Style Shout to Hillary, D-Roc, Brooklyn, Lil' Cease, Junior M.A.F.I.A. [Lil' Kim] Yeah, uh You put your bliss in I put my wrist in, what's missing
the rest sit down They all talk loud, when they see you they quiet down Faggots violated I wish they'd try now Just watch how they bitch up, story start
Lil' Kim] It's the worlds famous, Lil' Kim, Queen Bee I am who I am, you just can't change me No matter what you do, you can't take the hood out me People
take all y'all to the shift I should be able to say what I want What the fuck I plead the fifth (Now Kim, Kim) Fuck that Cee-lo I got to save the world
[Kim - Verse One] Oh how it hurts, like child birth The wounds heal slow, you just don't know At times, I don't know what to say And all I do is pray,
Hold, you, down) I seriously doubt it, my chain cost a quart a mill imagine what I spend gun shoppin Get bullets by the thousands they say that we whylin
flow you know that lil black boy when I come around it'like a fshion show wit' Lil Bow Wow(awe yea) of corse youknow what I be T-I-G-A-H and I make em' say
enjoy your life And no matter what they say, keep your head to the sky [Lil' Flip:] Now it's eight years later, ery'body seventeen But everything changed, since Kim
I mean every friendship has it's differences But these 'Young Bucks' remind me of 'Fif' and his They hear the good life, wanna see what the difference
mean every friendship has it's differences But these 'Young Bucks' remind me of 'Fif' and his They hear the good life, wanna see what the difference is
on it like demand (man) The bomb like Iran (Iran) She cold as a fan And back it up like a van (van) Bump what you saying So what so you got a man You
, you, down) I seriously doubt it, my chain cost a quart a mill imagine what I spend gun shoppin Get bullets by the thousands they say that we whylin