The Notorious B.i.g. 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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