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Biggie Smalls lyrics : "Get money"

[Kim] Hehehe
[Big] WHAT? Uhh, sex em up
[Kim] The f**k? That %#@! ain't even ?? big boy

[Big] Oh aight, you don't, you don't get none of that %#@!
Uhh, check it out
[Kim] Bout to "get money"


[Notorious B.I.G.]
You wanna sip Mo' on my living room flo'

Play Nintendo with Cease-a-Leo
Pick up my phone say, "Poppa not home"
Sex all night, mad head in the morn'

Spin my V, smoke all my weed
Tattoo on tit-tie sayin B-I-G, now check it
You wanna be my main squeeze baby

Don'tcha, you wanna gimme what I need baby
Won'tcha, picture life as my wife just think
Full length mink, fat X and O links

Bracelets to match, conversation was all that
Showed you the safe combinations and all that
Guess you could say youse the one I trusted

Who would ever think that you would spread like mustard?
%#@! got hot, you sent Feds to my spot
Took me to court, tried to take all I got

'Nother intricate plot, the (*##$ said I raped her
"Damn, why she wanna stick me for my paper?"
My Mo-sci-no hoe, my Ver-sa-ce hottie

Come to find out, you was f**kin everybody
You knew about me, the fake ID
Cases in Virginia, body in D.C.

Woe, oh is me, that's what I get for trickin
Pay my own bail, commence to $$# kickin
Lick in the door, wavin the four-four

All you heard was, "Poppa don't hit me no more"
Disrespect my click, my %#@!'s imperial
f**k around and made her milkbox material

You feel me? Suckin dick, runnin your lips
'Cause of you, I'm on some real f**k a (*##$ %#@!, uhh..


f**k (*##$es, get money.. f**k ^!$$%z, get money (3X)

[Big] WHAT? I see mad girls like you

[Kim] You seen mad girls just ACTIN hot
[Big] I'm tellin you though
[Kim] There AIN'T nobody like me

[Big] You just frontin, there's people out like that
[Kim] ??


[Lil' Kim]
Uhh, whoo! Get at me
Whoo, I told you ^!$$%z

^!$$%z.. betta grab a seat
Grab on your dick as this (*##$ gets deep
Deeper than the #~!!@ of a (*##$ six feet

Stiff dicks feel sweet in this little petite
Young (*##$ from the street, guaranteed to stay down
Used to bring work outta town on Greyhound

Now I'm Billboard now, ^!$$%z press to hit it
Play me like a chicken, thinkin I'm pressed to get it
Rather do the killin than the stick up jooks

Rather count a million while you eat my #~!!@
Push me to the limit get my feelings in it
Get me open while I'm###min down your throat

Then, you wanna be my main squeeze ^!$$%
Don'tcha, you wanna lick between my knees ^!$$%
Don'tcha wanna see me whippin your 3 down the Ave.

Blow up spots on (*##$es because I'm mad
Break up affairs lick shots in the air
You get vexed, and start swingin everywhere

Me shifty? Now you wanna pistol whip me
Pull out your nine, while I @@#! on mine
Yeah what ^!$$%? I ain't got time for this

So what ^!$$%? I'm not tryin to hear that %#@!
Now you wanna buy me diamonds and Armani suits
Adrienne Vitadini and Chanel 9 boots

Things that make up, for all the games and the lies
Hallmark cards, sayin, "I apologize"
Is you wit me? How could you ever decieve me
But payback's a (*##$ motherf**ker, believe me
Naw I ain't gay this aint no lesbo flow

Just a lil somethin, to let you motherf**kers know

f**k (*##$es, get money.. f**k ^!$$%z, get money (*repeat to end*)

[Kim] Wait a minute, wait a minute

Back up, just give me that %#@!, this %#@! is mine
[Big] Oh you want my numbers and %#@!
[Kim] ??
[Big] Look, now you wanna ??
[Kim] I'm all that (*##$, don't ask

You're f**kin with a (*##$ named Aphrodite
[Big] Y'all believe that %#@!?
[Kim] Just playin with you, worrd
?? daddy is all that, oh word
?? I'm talkin bout some presidents

Talkin bout this motherf**kin cash
[Big] Whatever you don't think about this
My nickname was Jesus in high school
[Kim] You don't even believe that %#@!!
God don't believe that %#@!!
[Big] I'm the supreme being baby

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