Lil' Kim - No Time [Single Version] Lyrics
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No Time [Single Version]
No Time [Single Version] Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For No Time [Single Version] By Lil' Kim?
I got, no time for fake niggas
Just sip some Cristal with these real niggas From East to West coast spread love niggas (that's right) And while you niggas talk shit we count bank figures (say what?) I got, no time for fake niggas (uh-uh, uh-uh) Just sip some Cristal with these real niggas (uh-huh, uh-huh) From East to West coast spread love niggas (that's right) And while you niggas talk shit we count bank figures (he-heh) ("How you figure that your team can effect my cream?") I got, no time for fake niggas (uh-uh, uh-uh) Just sip some Cristal with these real niggas (uh-huh, uh-huh) ("I rely on Bed-Stuy to shut it down if I die") From East to West coast spread love niggas (ha ha, that's right) And while you niggas talk shit we count bank figures (let's go) Yeah, I Momma, Miss Ivana Usually rock the Prada, sometimes Gabbana Stick you for your cream and your riches Zsa Zsa Gabor, Demi Moore, Prince Diane and all them rich bitches Puff Daddy pump the Hummer for the summer I follow- in the E-Class with the goggles 96 models, Bad Click on the stroll (Tell 'em how we roll) Cruise control Nothin' make a woman feel betta' Than Berrettas and Amarettas, butta leathers and mad cheddas Chillin in a Benz with my ami-gos Tryin' to stick a nigga for his pe-sos If you say so's, then I'm the same chick That you wanna get with, lick up in my twat Gotta hit the spot, if not don't test the poom poom Nanny nanny, punanny donny, hey! Hey, no time for fake niggas (uh-uh, uh-uh) Just sip some Cristal with these real niggas (uh-huh, uh-huh) From East to West coast spreadin love niggas (that's right) And while you niggas talk shit we count bank figures (he heh) ("How you figure that your team can effect my cream?") I got, no time for fake niggas (uh-uh, uh-uh) Just sip some Cristal with these real niggas (uh-huh, uh-huh) ("I rely on Bed-Stuy to shut it down if I die") From East to West coast spreadin love niggas (that's right) And while you niggas talk shit we count bank figures How you like it baby? uh, from the front Uh, from the back, give that ass a smack Bet your man won't do it like that Can't work the middle, plus his thing too little Let me grab your ta-ta's, do the cha-cha Work down your ta-ta's do the cha-cha Make you scream Pa-pa You da best, Da Da Now watch mama, go up and down dick to jaw crazy Uh! Say my name baby (okay) Before you nut, I'ma dribble down your butt cheeks Make you wiggle, then giggle just a little I'm drinkin' babies, then I cracks for the Mercedes Act shady, and feel my three-eighty Or the raven, ooh wee I see Your girl ain't a "Freak Like Me", or Adina Huh, can't fade the rhinoceros of rap (say what?) Lil' Kim pussy (uh) how preposterous is that? (ha hah!) Hey, no time for fake niggas (uh-uh, uh-uh) Just sip some Cristal with these real niggas (uh-huh, uh-huh) From East to West coast spreadin love niggas (that's right) And while you niggas talk shit we count bank figures (he heh) I got, no time for fake niggas (uh-uh, uh-uh) Just sip some Cristal with these real niggas (uh-huh, uh-huh) From East to West coast spreadin love niggas (that's right) And while you niggas talk shit we count bank figures Uh, right back at cha, the one Cleopatra (say what?) Diggin' in your stash (niggas think they gonna get some ass) No money money No licky licky- f*ck the dicky dicky And the quickie, gimme your loot Your Mac-11 then shoot Your game ain't sweet, John Paul peeps Shouldn't compete, if you can't wet it, forget it Don't sweat it, I bet it'd Make ya cum smooth if you let it Huh, you can't stop a bitch from ballin' Ha-ha to la-la to drive-by's they be callin, and you ain't know While you be kickin' that old shit (talk to me) we makin' hits Platinum and gold shit (we don't stop) I stay draped in diamonds and pearls Beside every man is a Bad Girl (That's right nine-six Bad Boy c'mon) Hey, no time for fake niggas (uh-uh, uh-uh) Just sip some Cristal with these real niggas (uh-huh, uh-huh) From East to West coast spreadin' love niggas (that's right) And while you niggas talk shit we count bank figures (he heh) ("How you figure that your team can effect my cream?") I got, no time for fake niggas (uh-uh, uh-uh) Just sip some Cristal with these real niggas (uh-huh, uh-huh) ("I rely on Bed-Stuy to shut it down if I die") From East to West coast spreadin' love niggas (that's right) And while you niggas talk shit we count bank figures |
Who Wrote No Time [Single Version] By Lil' Kim?
James Brown, Sean Combs, Kimberly Jones, Steven A Jordan
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What's The Duration Of The No Time [Single Version] By Lil' Kim?The duration of No Time [Single Version] is 3:58 minutes and seconds. |
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