Nobody Do It Better Than Us

If gettin money is a crime then I confess
It ain't about money I could care less
I used to be a B now I'm a C breast
I get em hard you handle the rest
My music like a heartburn burn your chest
Like a nigga stick the axe inside your backs
You be like "What the f**k was that shit?!"
Gimme some more I love my fans
Gotta make em dance
Would I ever make a whack joint
Not a chance
Show my female friends call me M&M's
Cuz my p***y melt in your mouth and not in your hands
Just a bad girl always rockin dimes
With the see-who's-stockin skaters with the Lizzy's
Purpose with the deatbeats
Ususally spited with my goldilocks
While first movin flocks I'm movin drops
Cop the Ferrari when I'm roomin the range
Two of the same it ain't a thang pocket change
Now I'm just doin my thing enjoyin the fame
Why not ain't no other b***hes hot in the game

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Nobody do it better than us X6

Lil' Kim yeah everybody knows me
In a class by myself never where the ho's be
I just avoid where all my foes be
Cuz God damn muthaf**kas is nosey
Wanna know what I'm wearing
What I'm drivin what I'm doin
Where I hang out at who the f**k I'm screwin
Damn I move way out the boondocks
So I can have a little bit of privacy
You bought a tiny ass condo
Way across the water with a telescope
So you can spy on me
You clowns belong in the circus
Steady tryin to hurt us
Tell me what's the purpose
They say I'm prejudice
The only presidents I f**k with
Is the ones that's dead
Like the big heads
Never stingy with my Benji's
Got enough dough to buy the West Indies
Invest in Fendi's own Laurendi's
Start my own doll like Mark & Mindy's
Free all my niggas from the penitentiary
Yea keep puttin out records til the turn of the century

Chorus

You got a 5 and I got a 6
Back it up
What's wrong with this picture nigga
Pack it up
I need a 6 figga nigga
Yours is big but mine is bigga
Cuz the Benji's is what it's all about
If my shoe cost more than your car
Ha don't expect to go far
You the kinda nigga that like to plot
Call your friends tell em that you hit the jackpot
I keep razors in my bras
For all you womanizers
That's how much I despise it's up
I don't get it ain't wit it
Can't see how other women did it
Niggas screamin gimme
Can't get a penny
Yea I got pleanty
But you ain't got any?
Now picture me takin my hard earned money
Throwin it away by spendin it on a drummy
All he gon do is spend it on another honey
I say let the nigga stay bummy
I don't need a nigga I jerks it out
Take it old school and smurf it out
Give me a B and I'll merk it out
Niggas know QB gon work it out

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