Lil' Kim
Lil' Kim - Ms. G.O.A.T. songtekst
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Let's smoke some lah, to this Mardi Gras I'm the dopest female that you've heard thus far It don't get no betta, than the trendsetter Got a track for these rats (Tryna steal her cheddar) Shake my thing all the boys start to sign Shawty is a ten, think about me in his dreams Nympho manic, head like a brainiac For those who slept Lil' Kim is back And better than before, you thought it was impossible Haters is sick need to check into a hospital Prayin for my downfall like it was a Sunday But it's over, you only get five minutes to shine Now the game is mine The streets crowned ya girl Miss Greatest of All Time So follow me and I'll lead you the right way Just sing along to the words I say Dude these chicks sour, getting worse by the hour And at the same time I'm cakin' up by the minute But when you sick a ho and I can show you 'bout pimpin' I'm tryna put you onto game, pay attention To how to grind, I'm bout a dollar now a dime I'm color blind, to everything except a dollar sign Bottom line, your career I break up And take your shine like the feds did to Jacob Well well well, I'll be damned I shouldn't have to tell you who I am But I'm the notorious K-I-M Your flow's got flaws like a chipped diamond Oh yes, I've been watchin you, copy me My spot's safe, got it on lock and key I'm who you wanna be, but you can't be who you're not The first lady G.O.A.T dot