one last fade out cause it's over Right now it's just about time to break out something colder So this goes out to each one with someone who makes it
last fade out cause it's over Right now it's just a bad time to break out something colder So this goes out to each one with someone who makes it harder
to me I think about it constantly no I won't apologize for feeling like I do it's just the simple facts of life I'm crazy over you [Chorus] I'm a selfish girl when it
livin in prison and what he's givin can't compare Cause everything I feel for you I wanna let you know Passion it be yours and I'll never let you go Tell
She's crazy to put up with you (hey) Oh boy I won't be no fool (won't be no fool) Let you like what you see It ain't easy to get with me (no baby) If
to rip it smells good here sniff it I?m lifted nigga no I ain?t all so gifted I?ma let Tim mix it, hit it hit, hit, hit it Aaliyah the L-I-Y-A-H
' Kim] Do you know who I be? Lil' Kim the loot teddy (that's right) Here trying to put it on you fools trying to run up in (what's the matter Big Momma
I know you got a thing for me Mmmm. Here's my number so call me And we can get together and catch a movie I like the things you like about me It's good
it down I let it you fade away I hope that you would do this for me I'd serve you drugs on a silver plate If I thought it would help you get away I hope
she's after But don't get it confused There's no surprise, it's just another day in my shoes [Chorus:] Every other city we go Every other city we go It's
I'm saying, but never no mind (We can have em blog about it) Abosulutely, man, I'll let you guys be the judge (You know you gonna do it anyway, fuck it
the blood Again you lash out to hush the ones who know Cause they're the ones that you fear most And it's called damage control Well let me break it
'm somebody who made something outta nothing Yep I know you see something you wantin It's just something about me you can't go with out me yall Said you
saved some of New York's prettiest broads I'm spittin the gospel I hit my apostle's wit the coke that'll heal a sick soon as it get in they nostrils
t wear Uh huh, yeah.. Uh.. uh.. yeah.. Street Dreams the mixtape, uh huh.. yeah.. Uh, let's get this money, y'all.. Let's get this money, y'all.. Uh, uh, uhhh.. [fades out
