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[Lil' Kim] (Puffy)(Yea)This is it, this is the one(That's what I'm talkin' about right here)Aye yo Puff I don't think they ready for this one(They ain't ready baby)You ready? (No doubt)Yeah me too (Let's do it)[Lil' Kim]If gettin' money is a crime, then I confessIt ain't about money, I could care lessI used to be a B now I'm a C breastI get em hard, you handle the restMy music like heartburn, burn your chestLike a nigga stick the ax inside your backsYou be like, "What the fuck was that shit?!"Gimme some moreI love my fans, gotta make 'em danceWould I ever make a whack joint? (Not a chance)All my male friends call me M&MCause my pussy melt in your mouth and not in your handsJust a bad girl always rockin' dimesWith the see-who's-stockin' skaters with the Lizzy'sPurpose with the deadbeatsUsually spotted by my GoldilocksSongtexteWhile birds movin' flocks, I'm movin' dropsCop the Ferrari when I'm roomin' the rangeTwo of the same, it ain't a thang, pocket the changeNow I'm just doin' my thing enjoyin' the fameWhy not ain't no other bitches hot in the game1 - Nobody do it better than usNobody do it better than usNobody do it better than usNobody do it better than usNobody do it better than usNobody do it better than us[Lil' Kim]Lil' Kim, yeah everybody knows meIn a class by myself, never where the ho's beI just avoid where all my foes beCause God damn muthafuckas is noseyWanna know what I'm wearing? What I'm drivin'? What I'm doin'?Where I hang out at? Who the fuck I'm screwin'Damn I move way out to the boondocksSo I can have a little bit of privacyYou bought a tiny ass condoWay across the water with a telescopeSo you can spy on meYou clowns belong in the circusSteady tryin' to hurt usTell me what's the purposeThey say I'm prejudice, the only presidents that I fuck withIs the ones that's dead, like the big headsNever stingy with my Benji'sGot enough dough to buy the West IndiesInvest in Fendi's, own Laurendi'sStart my own doll like Mark & Mindy'sFree all my niggas from the penitentiaryAnd keep puttin' out records till the turn of the centuryRepeat 1Uh uh, hold up, wait, hold up, wait a minute[Lil' Kim]You got a 5 and I got a 6Back it up!What's wrong with this picture?Nigga pack it up!I need a 6 figga nigga (uh huh)Yours is big but mines is biggerCause the Benji's is what it's all aboutDo my ladies know what I'm talkin' aboutIf my shoes cost more than your carHah, don't expect to get farYou the kinda nigga that like to plotCall your friends, tell 'em that you hit the jackpotI keep razors in my bras, for all you womanizersThat's how much I despise it's upI don't get it I ain't wit itCan't see how other woman did itNiggas screamin' gimme, can't get a pennyYeah I got plentyBut you ain't got any?Now picture me takin' myhard earned moneyThrowin' it away by spendin' it on a dummyAll he gon' do is spend it on another honeyI say let the nigga stay bummyI don't need a nigga I jerks it outTake it old school and smurf it outGive me a B and I'll murk it outNiggas know QB gon' work it out!Repeat 1Nobody do it better than usNobody do it better than us[Puffy] (Lil' Kim)(Can't nobody do it better to you than us)NobodyAs we proceed to give you what you need(Can't nobody do it better to you than us)In 2000 baby(Can't nobody do it better to you than us)And we rock on and onAll hail the Queen(Can't nobody do it better to you than us)All hail the KingB.I.G forever and we won't stopRoc-A-FellaUndeasLil' CeasarBrizz, Lil'C-Gutta, Money LTrife, nigga Blake C Aus Songtexte Mania