Lil' Kim Lyrics

Lil' Kim Lyrics

"Fresh From Yard Lyrics"

Imagine Lyrics
Imagine there's no heaven It's easy if you try No hell below us Above us only sky Imagine all the people Living for today... Imagine there's no countries It isn't hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion too Imagine all the people Living life in peace... You may say I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one Maybe someday you'll

[Intro: Beenie Man]
Likkle Kim longside Beenie Man (Zagga zow zow zow)
Buuuuuummbaaaaa!!! Star!!! Yo yo!!!
America, carribean, a matter a fact the world, were comin at you
Kim, where you at babe?

[Verse 1: Lil' Kim]
Gal flex, time to have sex
Jump in a your lex steam a blunt pop a Becks
Now you know that my style is rated XXX
Just lookin ain't a gal you no have nuff respect
I use to rock Sergio Tacchini, C And G bikinis
Now I'm hot steppin in my Queen Bee collection
Got gear to match my whips from monday to sunday
Designers give me exclusives straight off the runway
That's how it is, my shit is laid out
Some of y'all show up but like jeans y'all fade out, whatever
Fly out the crew hit the beach in Miami
Niggas watch me shake my fanny in my iced out panties
We Don't Care Lyrics
Friday night that's where I'm going and I'm thinking California's where I'm dreaming Take me back I know just how to stay And all the way we forfeit yesterday We've got a brilliant plan of escape We don't care Don't try to tell us when the timing's right We've got our guns and we know how to use them We don't care Listen up you might just find tonight We've got a voice

Beenie Man and Likkle Kim callin out (Beenie Man: Shout!!!)
People from east, west, north, and south
Say I'm the emcee with the nasty mouth
Put that on my unborn kids, we do it way big

[Chorus: Beenie Man] (Lil' Kim)
Gal open up the legs dem wide
and let me get inside that, and wuk you all night
A who this gal yuh waan bite
and kick up and a real like a man she waan fight alright
Open up your legs dem wide and let me get inside that, and wuk you all night
A who this gal yuh waan bite
and kick up and a real like a man she waan fight alright
From you a toppa toppa (Then throw dem bows)
Toppa toppa (Let the diamonds show)
From you a toppa toppa (Mi look good inna mi clothes)
Toppa toppa (Badgirl nah fi pose)

[Verse 2: Beenie Man]
So mi go so, hear mi dap
Dear Friend Lyrics
Dear friend, Whats on your mind You dont laugh the way you used to But i've noticed how you cry Dear Friend, I feel so helpless I see you sit in silence As you face the pain each day I feel theres nothing i can do I know you dont feel pretty even though you are But it wasnt your beauty that found room in my heart Dear friend, You are so precious dear friend pa man a nuh rapper
Entertainer, worst man a real toppa toppa
Do wah, pop your collar, no bother holla,
Spend a thousand dollar, buy ganja and liquor cau wah
Gal yuh brighter and yuh now together
Chickenheads, and bout twelve hoochie mama
When, car hot, clothes pop off, get it together
The DJ seh we fresh from yard, Likkle Kim just buck a real old dog
Last gal mi wuk she end up down at the morge
Badman a real badman man a nuh fraud, hey, true, what dem seh

[Chorus: Beenie Man] (Lil' Kim)

[Verse 3: Beenie Man]
Anyway, mi have girls from all nations really haitian and jamaican
Woman a seh mi God's creation so dem waan mi consegation
Send in application, waan mi qualification
Line up on mi gate like mi a custom or immigration
How when girl fi rule mon? Dem mad a
You Kimono Lyrics
All i need, all i need... Ecstasy.... Coffee flavour and strawberry machine and my mysery... Burn me when i'm too cold, Kill me when i'm on top. You can, you can. All i need, all i need, all i need... Ecstasy, ecstasy... I burn and you burn dowm on me ‘cause you are a miracle, just a miracle. I saw you upon my skin, He's dreaming, he's feeling... You/kimono. F
could a gwaan man?
Just slam up malaysian and mi send for indonesian
Wife a puerto rican pon di hill mi buy a mansion
Just buy a apartment from mi girl fi wah italian
One deh drive a BMW I mention she a german
And to each a di one mi send a bag a pound from over England
Have girl on Netherland, african or Switzerland
Bettin baby mother weh mi havefresh from yard,
Likkle Kim just buck a real old dog
This a badbwoy yah jump pon record
Last gal mi wuk she end up down at the morge, mi can tell har somethin

[Chorus: Beenie Man] (Lil' Kim)

[Outro: Lil' Kim] (Beenie Man)
Beenie Man and Likkle Kim callin out (Beenie Man: Shout!!!)
People from east, west, north, and south
Say I'm the emcee with the nasty mouth
Put that on my unborn kids, we do it way big