50 Cent 50 cents- Lil Kim Suck My Dick Lyrics

Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh

To all my m_________in' gettin' money hoes
Used to sellin' clothes
And all my ghetto b____es in the projects
Coming through like bulldozers
No, we ain't sober
b__ b____es know better than to start s___
n____s love a hard b____
One that get up in a n____'s a__ quicker than an enema
Make a cat bleed then sprinkle it with vinegar
Kidnap the senator
Make him call his wife and say he never coming home
Kim got him in a zone beating they d___s
Even got some of these straight chicks rubbing their t__s
[laughs]
What? I'm loving this s___
Queen b____!
What b____ you know can thug it like this?
Imagine if I was dude and hittin' cats from the back
With no strings attached
Yeah n____, picture that!
I treat y'all n____s like y'all treat us
No Doubt! Ay yo, yo
Come here so I can bust in ya mouth

[1 - Lil' Kim (Mr. Bristal)]
(Ay yo, come on here b____)
n____ f___ YOU
(No, f___ YOU b____)
Who you talking to?
(Why you actin' like a b____?)
Cause y'all n____s ain't s___
And if I was dude
I'd tell y'all to suck my d___

[Repeat 1]

[Lil' Kim]
No, no, no, no
All I wanna do is get my p____ sucked (n____!)
Count a million bucks in the back of an armor truck
While I get you f___ed up off the T.O.N.Y.
The BX, the chron-chron
And the list goes on and on
(On and on and on)
Like Erykah Badu
Once he drink the Remi down
Ooh I got this n____ now
He asked me did I love him
I said what came to mind like n____s be doing
Yeah baby, I love you long time
Look I ain't tryin' to suck ya
I might not even f___ ya
Just lay me on this bed and give me some head
Got the camcord layin' in the drawer where he can't see
Can't wait to show my girls he sucked the p___ out my p____
Been doin' this for years, no need to practice
Take lessons from the Queen and you'll know how to mack this
n____s know he gave me all his cake
I peeled the Benji's off and threw the singles back in his face

[Repeat 1 (2x)]

[Lil' Kim]
I'mma keep it real
For the dough I might kill
I'm try-na see my face on a hundred dollar bill
Met this dude name Jaleel at this Abdulla fight
He said he'd pay me ten grand just to belly dance
c__ all on his pants
I met him at the studio
He showed up with his homeboy named Julio
I said 'Whoa! Who's the other guy?'
Hope you know you paying extra for this f___in' third eye
Something about him, I knew he was a phony
Put the burner in his mouth
'Fool, Give me my money!'
He was just a n____ frontin' like he knew mad stars
In his homeboy's whips like he got mad cars
n____s ain't s___ but they still can trick
All they can do for me is suck my c___
I'm jumpin' up and up after I c__
Thinkin' they gon' get some p____ but they gets none

[Repeat 1 fade out]

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