Lil' Kim - Came Back For You Lyrics

Lil' Kim - Came Back For You Video

(Intro)

Good evening ladies and gentlemen, I am the one and only Queen Bee

After me there will be none, but you could call me Miss White

Most people know me as, Lil Kim the head of the La Bella Mafia

Oh, shoutout to my girl Victoria Gotti and the whole Gotti family stay up

 

(Verse 1)

This time around I ain't takin no shit, this time around I never get bit

This time around I switched up my flow

Got rid of the pits and put rotts by the do'

This time around it ain't like befo'

This time around I'm gon' crack ya jo'

The feds is watchin me so I can't do much

Speak the wrong words bitch and you will get touched

I'm back on the scene my favorite color is green

I'm buildin a empire got a whole new team

Pimp game is strong, raps is just harder than they ever been

You can never win

Made my way through Hollywood fashion world adores me

Music's my first love a nine to five bores me

Love me or hate me Lil Kim come through

My fans across the world I came back for you

 

(Chorus)

I came back for you

All incarcerated scarfaces gangstas with the fed cases

I came back for you, all my fans across the world holla at your girl

I came back for you

Everybody's waitin on me all these ho's hatin on me

I came back for you, the mink rockin Benz coppin keep the bottles poppin

 

(Verse 2)

It's the real hip hop mami check the facts

I'm sick of all you acts with your bubble gum raps

Like the sand in the hour glass you out of your time

Tried to go against the queen is you out of your mind?

Even be at number two, your chances is slim

Cause when God made Adam, he should've made Kim

I gave a few passes but I never forget

It's enough I got to put up with this Doo Doo Brown chick

Now you and you wanna come at me from all sides

I'm gettin money, don't think I just be lettin shit slide

I'm very concerned with fashion ain't my fault y'all don't know how ta

Rock this Hollyhood thang y'all need to let me style ya

Come back, to the light ma, I started the shit

How soon we forget I'm the heart of the shit

So keep your tacky ways and go back to your stripper days

As long as I'm around, you gon' bow down

 

(Chorus)

I came back for you

All incarcerated scarfaces gangstas with the fed cases

I came back for you, all my fans across the world holla at your girl

I came back for you

Everybody's waitin on me all these ho's hatin on me

I came back for you, the mink rockin Benz coppin keep the bottles poppin

 

(Verse 3)

This time around either your in or your out

This time around you better watch your mouth

This time around you gon' hang or bang

This time around you better do your thang

Cause I'm the best that ever done it, the best that lived it

I ain't no overnight success goddamnit I was born with it

The Prada mama, the Dolce and Gabbana drippin

The Blue Hypnotic Martini Mimosa sippin

Y'all better team up or get it together

Or you, you and her can get it whenever

Huh, I got a army y'all can't harm me

If the shoe was on the other foot you probably try to starve me

Don't get your life tooken I know I got you shooken

This Bed Stuy fly girl came back for Brooklyn

Read Full Lyrics »

Lil' Kim - Revolution Lyrics

Lil' Kim - Revolution Video

(Lil' Kim)

S-W nine millimeter, check

Long-nose double barreled rifle, check

Semi-automatic infrared laser beam shot, check

Alright Puff, I'm ready to go

 

Threw the clips around the shoulders, toasters in the holster

(Kim let's go!) Slow down bab' bro

You with the rap Rambo, Tony Montana

Here's a hammer, a cam and a Life After Death bandana

Here take it in case I don't make it

Cause if my life don't end, I'm damn sure gon' fake it

The way I see it, mmm, sexual

In the gunfight, two on three, you on me

Dawg, I got shit to make the world shake

One mistake, BLAOW, start a earthquake

Fuck them niggaz, them niggaz dust to me

And if I knock Cyrus off that's a plus for me

And the funny thing about it, I'm a bitch

And got niggaz runnin from me, like the Olympics

And I'm told my man Gutter I'ma get him

And every shell I spit, is guaranteed to hit him, BLAKA

 

Chorus: Grace Jones

 

Pre-ssure down below.. fire in the hall...

Lose control.. got nowhere to go..

 

(Lil' Kim)

I heard Cease and Puff callin like the Holy Tabernacle

I'll be down in a minute, I'm drinkin a Snapple

 

(Lil' Cease)

A Snapple? Bitch I got bombs and shit

Grenades and razor blades and alarms and shit

You better come on, girl, throw a hat on that weave

I'm tryin to catch this nigga Cyrus, 'fore him and his boys leave

They at this resteraunt that serve African food

Where you allowed to smoke weed and the waiters is type rude

You see, I used to date this bitch from Botswana

Half-African but she looked like Madonna

Aiyyo check it, she had a tiger for a pet

I'll never forget, the resteraunt is where we met

And her girlfriend Lizette, that bitch is a freak

I used to fuck her in the ass while my girl was asleep

And she the one who told me where these cats is at

I can't wait to get the gat and holla back Kim c'mon!

 

Chorus

 

(Lil' Kim)

Uhhh, uhhh! Uhhh

We came to a red light, gave right-of-way to pedestrians

Two black and white lesbians (Hey hey baby)

The nigga Puff ready to holla at these bitches

(Hey baby let me holla at you for a second)

I'm like, Yo DAWG, them bitches down with them niggaz

And never would the drugs make the bitch slack up

I got HIT MEN, spreaded through the resteraunt for backup

And we communicate through headsets and walkie-talkies

Them niggaz just bitches like my Yorkie

Pigs like to forfeit, we on point like snipers

Cyrus and his Doolies, is Clueless like the movies

All I can think about, is how he killed my man Smiles

Cut his head off, masochist style

Yeah, Cyrus did it, Cyrus the Virus they call him

When I finish with him PLEASE, his name is Swiss Cheese

My main focus, is his righthand man Mouse

Sheisty and two-sided, profession dickrider

And his boys, they seem to be all on his dick

I mean the whole situation is really makin me sick

And when Cyrus got up, and dipped off to the bathroom

We started suckin niggaz up like a vacuum

Bullets flyin nonstop, and bodies droppin

Puff yelled, AWAY! That's the cops then

My trigger finger started itchin

Then Cyrus came spittin from the kitchen

And next second, you missed it

Listen, it's sounded like the 4th of July

Like the solar eclipse is lit right in the sky

I can't believe this guy, he won't fall over

Holes is in his body the size of cup holders

One more shot, he's over, shit Puff, I'm empty

(Here, I only got one shot left!)

But I'ma hold my breath, til he fall to his death

But he was helpless,

This little kid squeezed off in his pelvis

 

Chorus 3X w/ ad libs (to fade)

Read Full Lyrics »

Lil' Kim - Shake Ya Bum Bum Lyrics

Lil' Kim - Shake Ya Bum Bum Video

(Chorus: repeat all 2X)

Bum chicky, chicky bum

Shake ya bum bum

(*repeat 3X*)

Bum chicky, chicky bum

Bum chicky, chicky bum

 

(Verse 1: Lil' Kim)

We 'bout to crush all competition

Ain't no chance for ya'll

Lil' Kim and Shanice, we 'bout to dance on ya'll

Like a floor in the club, it don't matter where you come from

USA to UK, shake ya bum bum

Jean Paul dime, keep my hair done all the time

Even got a manicurist in the booth while I rhyme

Initials on our jackets like Laverne and Sheryl

Kids rock my Queen Bee logo like a PowerPuff Girl

We stay on tour from summer to winter

And we rockin' public schools and daycare centers

Uh, united we stand, divided you fall

D flawless necklace look like a disco ball

Whoa, ya'll don't really want it with the whole Beehive

We goin' down in history, the illest gangstas alive

Put ya hands on your shoulders, push 'em up, push 'em up

If you feel it in your bones, shake it up, shake it up

 

(Chorus)

 

(Verse 2: Lil' Shanice)

Now I know I ain't grown, but that don't stop me

From shakin' my anus

See I'm 'bout to blow, I'm soon to be famous

Now me and Lil' Kim on the same track is crazy

Matter fact you could call that amazing

Back to back, shakin' our bum bums

Picture us in the war, back to back shakin' off dum-dums

In YO, that's where I come from

My town is official, act up, the hounds'll come get you

You can catch me with my toes done

In D&G flip-flops

Hopin' outta mommy's new burgundy six drop

What, I can't stop what I do for real

It's like for ya'll I just got to prove my skills

Oh, I got a ring filled with all baguettes

Nails done, fresh doobie, no barrettes

All I ask is that ya'll show respect

While I do my thing

And shake it up with the coolest Queen, uh

(Uh)

 

(Chorus)

 

(Verse 3: Lil' Kim) + (Lil' Shanice) or *BOTH*

Jack Be Nimble (Jack better be quick)

It's the Queen and the Princess (Jack ain't spit)

Like that news van *There they go again*

(On NBC to) *Nickalodean*

Sophisticated bad girls (Ya'll the mad girls)

Ya'll them birds everybody done had girls

While dudes sendin' me diamonds and pearl sweaters

(They little brothers send me sneakers and love letters)

Next to Bill Gates, I'm tryna be runner up

Like the elevater shaft, baby girl comin' up

(It's the ill collaboration from the Brook to the Yonks)

No more frankfurters ma, now it's lobster and conck

To my kids in the hood, this one's for you

(Grown folks and grandmas can shake they bum bum too)

So come on (Come on) Come on

*Come on with it now, get up, get up

Get up and get down with the get down*

 

(Chorus)

Read Full Lyrics »

Lil' Kim - Suck My Dick Lyrics

Lil' Kim - Suck My Dick Video

-Lil' Kim-

To all my motherfucking gettin' money hoes

Used to selling clothes

And all my ghetto bitches in the project comin' thru like bulldozers

No we ain't sober

Bum Bitches know better than to start shit

Niggas love a hard bitch

One that get up in a nigga's ass quicker than an enema

Make a cat bleed then sprinkle it with vinegar

Kidnap the senator

Make him call his wife and say he ain't never coming home

Kim got 'em in a zone

Beatin' they dicks

Even got some of these straight chicks rubbin' their tits

Haha

What I'm lovin' this shit?

Queen Bitch!

What bitch you know can thug it like this?!

Imagine if I was a dude hittin' cats from the back with no strings attached

Yeah niggas picture that!

I'll treat ya like y'all treat us

No doubt!!

Ayo yoyo Come here so I can bust in your mouth!

 

(Chorus)-Lil' Kim- (Mr.Bristal)

(Ay yo come here bitch!)

Nigga fuck you!

(no fuck you bitch!)

Who you talkin' to?

(Why you actin' like a bitch?)

Coz y'all niggas ain't shit and if I was a dude I'd tell ya suck my dick!!! (x2)

 

-Lil' Kim-

No no no

All I wanna do is get my pussy sucked

Count a million bucks in the back of an armor truck

While I get you fucked up

Off the T.O.N.Y

The EX the Chron-chron

And the list goes on and on

(on, on and on)

Like Erykah Badu

Once he drink the remi down

Oooh I got this nigga now

He asked me did I love him

I said what came to mind

Like niggas be doin'

Yeah Baby I love you long time

Look I ain't tryin' to suck ya

I might not even fuck ya

Just lay me on this bed

Gimme some head!!

Got the camcord layin' in a drawer where he can't see

Can't wait to show my girls he sucked the piss out my pussy

Been doin' this for years, no need to practice

Take lessons from the queen and ya'll know how to mack this

Niggas know he gave me all his cake

I peeled the Benji's off and threw the singles back in his face

 

Chorus

 

I'ma keep it real

For the dough I might kil

I'm tryin' to see my face on a hundred dollar bill

Met this dude named Jaleel at this abdula fight

Said he'd pay me 10 grand just to belly dance

Come all on his pants

I met him at the studio

He showed up with his homeboy Julio

I said Whoa! Who's the other guy? Hope you know you're payin' extra for this fuckin' third eye

Somethin' about him I knew he was a phony

Put the burner in his mouth, Fool gimme my money!!

He was just a nigga frontin' like he knew mad stars

And his homeboy's whips like he got mad cars

Niggas ain't shit but they still can trick

All they can do for me is suck my clit

I'm jumpin' up and up after I come

Thinkin' they gon' get some pussy but they gets none

 

Repeat chorus fade out

Read Full Lyrics »

Lil' Kim - Hold On Lyrics

Lil' Kim - Hold On Video

Oh how it hurts, like child birth

The wounds heal slow, you just don't know

At times, I don't know what to say

And all I do is pray, day to day

But still, I feel my strength might die

Like right now, I'm tryin' hard not to cry

Even when I close my eyes, I still see it

Damn, I just don't believe it

The bad times I buried, like the cemetery

Unworthy people playin' beneficiaries

A lotta people eatin' off of one man's death

Don't you worry B.I., I'ma ride to my last breath

You killas, caused a lotta devastation

You have no idea what you did to this nation

I fuckin' hate you, excuse my frustration

But just when I'm about to quit, God tells me to just

 

Don't you give up, be strong

Hold on, hold on

Things are gonna get better

Tough times, they last so long

Hold on, hold on

If you believe, they will get better

 

Frank White, the man with the money and the fame

Passed away, now bitches wanna claim his name

I been with my nigga before he came in the game

No one's, no V's, we used to take the train

Just us and the Mafia goin' out to parties

I guess back then we was real nobodies

But he was my nigga, and I was his bitch

I rolled hard with him, how could I forget him

Had beef with yo wife that ain't patched up

But still got love for your kids

Even wrote em in my will

And I'ma make sure the fam keep a decent meal

No matter what I got to do, or who I got to kill

Shit is real, baby, there ain't no appeal

If I'm fucked up, imagine how Mrs. Wallace feels

Sometimes I sit and think how it would be if we was married

Of if I woulda kept the child that I carried

So to my ladies, don't think I haven't walked in yo shoes

Or thought this was only happenin' to you, righ'

Here's my shoulder, you can lean on this boo

Cuz trust me, I know it's sad but you got to...

 

Don't you give up, be strong

Hold on, hold on

Things are gonna get better

Tough times, they last so long

Hold on, hold on

If you believe, they will get better

 

So I guess you know the story of how it all ends

Depressed, stressed, don't know who's my real friends

One thing's for sure, I can count on my mens

D-Roc, Money, L, Lil' Cease, and PD

My whole B.I. family, remind me of you

We miss you so much, I love you so much

Never thought life without you would be so rough

But I know we gon make it

We ain't happy, but we fakin'

And to New York, thanks for the support

And all our real fans, I'm shoutin' out the whole land

This is somethin' young kids just won't understand

How they took away this beautiful man

Who shared so many memories

I could go on and on, but a song can only be so long

It's been hard, but I told God that I put up a fight

So here's a Long Kiss Goodnight, Frank White

 

Don't you give up, be strong

Hold on, hold on

Things are gonna get better

Tough times, they last so long

Hold on, hold on

If you believe, they will get better

Read Full Lyrics »