Lil' Kim We Don't Need It Lyrics

Yea-uh, f___ that, yo, I want some p____ tonight
I think I wanna f___ my b____ Goldie and s___
Only because she got some money for me and s___
I think about f___in her
And go f___ my other b____ that live in f___in big houses
I don't know what the f___ I'm gonna do, but check it
How you spell cash? C's and some hash
At last, a n____ kickin game full blast
How you want it, diamonds or dime-elles
Jansport bookbags and bags from Chanel
And seebeeaki, smellin up my Kawasaki
Jawns by Versace all them joints by Jockey
Clock me workin real hard for a nickel
He drive a tricycle and his pants too little
And his shoes too little
Won't you get with the clique with the big a__ d___s
That make sure your kicks fit
The real s___, true, balla pack steel s___
The n____ with, the movie and the mill s___
Mass appeal get me in the clubs for free
So all you got to do for me is just
Make your way to my king sized bed
And lie on my pillows and my Gucci bed spread
Keep the p____ out the other man's bed
Just gimme some head, gimme some head

Ceas: If you aint suckin no d___ we don't need it, we don't need it
Kim: If you aint lickin no c___s, we don't want it, we don't want it
Ceas: If you aint drinkin no nut, we don't need it, we don't need it
Kim: If you aint lickin no b___s, we don't want it, we don't want it

[Lil' Kim]
Some b____es do and some b____es don't
Ride a d___ until he brush it I know I won't
n____s c__ too fast for me
A waste of a good d___ if you ask me
I like a n____ like to put his back in it
If it's a weave f___ around and pull a track in it
All I get, few strokes that's it
This bomb a__ s___'s got your cigarettes lit
Who me, forced to use plan B, m_________, play with the p____
This n____ here bust off snorin
He straight, I knew this date would be borin
I wanna wake him up to do his duty
n____ use that tongue, click the booty, click the booty
You wanna steal the p____ like a thief
Now I'm twistin lips without the teeth
So I could bust a nut or two come clean like Jeru
Goodnight to you too boo


Nine out of ten women, want to spit, on the skin of Blake Carrington
But I need much more to get raw, hard core, d___ to jaw, d___ to jaw
You drinkin' babies, don't wanna hear baby stictly (yes boo)
Well if he c__ up on your chest slow
If not then your not down with me
Little Ceasar, Van Clef, or B.I.G.
Capone, Nino, or Bugsy
Don't ask Kim for a date, she want her p____ ate


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