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Lil Kim Hardcore M.A.F.I.A. Land [Lil' Kim] Yeah....uhh In the M.A.F.I.A.'s Land ya'll Where loyalty is everything [*thunder sounds*] The M.A.F.I.A. forgives but never forgets Let me tell you In the MAFIA's land where there's one boss and one clan Yes mans they surround us like steaks in pans All 'em wanna be the man right hands wash the left hands Loyalty's priority in this fam Where life's initiated ain't no givin' it back Once you in it like Bennet you'll soon be lieutenant Like me the Don Juan Miss Yvonne the sweat-a the money gett-a Copin mad cheddar Stevie's all Wondering how I got in this position One day Frank was fishin' for competition expidition Number one, his name is Barry Madanno Push the phat Milano '96 mission cost ya barizano I lay gently in the Bently through binoculars he seemed popular Givincci socks Cartier coolats H-class rocks and charms like Bohemians Sick like lukemians, receding hairlines Watch how genuine his gold mine decline When Frank pops the wine, I cocks the nine Niggas peeped it from behind and slipped their clips in quick One chick named Nick thought she was the shit Tried to play Big Poppa, don't worry Minutes before I dropped her the blow! blow! blow! Like a parol-e the bitch violated So how you like it coffins or creameted [chorus:] There ain't a day in my life that rolls by That I don't get high, sit back and won't cry I used to roll hard with tons of bitches But now it's just me and my niggas, whah [repeat] [Lil' Kim] Street murders, thug parasites We official no fake gators Coppin' fire arms with dug missles We leavin scar tissue That nigga Barry still aggy about that slut Mob nigga what! threw the gang sign up The nigga chuckles, just slip the loot On my belt buckles and cracked his middle nuckles Damn how could a deal for a couple mill Result to such violence And throw our whole shit off balance Yet still, they pat me down from all angles Trapped inside this devil's triangle Like Bo I had the Jangles And movin' slow to slide up on these Mexicans One cross eyed and hunchbacked The other must be mixed with black The third nigga had missin' teeth and tatto tear drops Long hair, chest for like a bag of rocks Before this chops I grabbed the keys to locks, the jewels and the rocks The cream in the box, etc. etc. etc. and it don't stop I got away with everything, the cash and the stash [chorus:] [Lil' Kim] So now I'm titled mission acomplished My man was astonished He looked as if there was a foul aroma in the air Stinkin! I know what this nigga thinkin' Damn she's too little, too pretty, too quiet The bitch is hired, mob's wife for life Diamond heist with Trife, contracts on your life We increase the price, uuhh So guess who the bitch is, but for now I be the mistress [chorus:] |
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