(Lil Kim)
You got it going on (what, what)
You got it going on (what, what)
Come on, come on Strictly fuck with 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

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