TLC - Nobody Do It Better Than Us lyrics

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Lil' Kim featuring T-Boz

(appears on the promo for "Notorious K.I.M." by Lil' Kim)

Yea

This is it this is the one

That's what I'm talkin' about right here

Yo Puff I don't think they ready for this one

They ain't ready

You ready?

No doubt

Yea me too

Let's do it

If gettin' money is a crime then I confess

It ain't about money I could care less

I used to be a B now I'm a C breast

I get em hard you handle the rest

My music like heartburn burn your chest

Like a nigga stick the axe inside your backs

You be like "What the fuck was that shit!"

Gimme some more I love my fans

Gotta make em dance

Would I ever make a whack joint

Not a chance

Show my male friends call me M&M's

Cuz my pussy melt in your mouth and not in your hands

Just a bad girl always rockin' dimes

With the see-who's-stockin' skaters with the Lizzy's

Purpose with the deadbeats

Usually spited by my Goldilocks

While first movin' flocks I'm movin' drops

Cop the Ferrari when I'm roomin' the range

Two of the same it ain't a thang pocket the change

Now I'm just doin' my thing enjoyin' the fame

Why not ain't no other bitches hot in the game

Chorus:

Nobody do it better than us

Nobody do it better than us

Nobody do it better than us

Nobody do it better than us

Nobody do it better than us

Nobody do it better than us

Lil' Kim yeah everybody knows me

In a class by myself never where the ho's be

I just avoid where all my foes be

Cuz God damn muthafuckas is nosey

Wanna 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 boondocks

So I can have a little bit of privacy

You bought a tiny ass condo

Way across the water with a telescope

So you can spy on me

You clowns belong in the circus

Steady tryin' to hurt us

Tell me what's the purpose

They say I'm prejudice

The only presidents that I fuck with

Is the ones that's dead

Like the big heads

Never stingy with my Benji's

Got enough dough to buy the West Indies

Invest in Fendi's own Laurendi's

Start my own doll like Mark & Mindy's

Free all my niggas from the penitentiary

Yea keep puttin' out records till the turn of the century

Chorus

You got a 5 and I got a 6

Back 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 bigga

Cuz the Benji's is what it's all about

Do my ladies know what I'm talkin' about

If my shoes cost more than your car

Ha don't expect to get far

You the kinda nigga that like to plot

Call your friends tell em that you hit the jackpot

I keep razors in my bras

For all you womanizers

That's how much I despise it's up

I don't get it I ain't wit it

Can't see how other woman did it

Niggas screamin' gimme

Can't get a penny

Yea I got plenty

But you ain't got any?

Now picture me takin' my hard earned money

Throwin' it away by spendin' it on a dummy

All he gon' do is spend it on another honey

I say let the nigga stay bummy

I don't need a nigga I jerks it out

Take it old school and smurf it out

Give me a B and I'll merk it out

Niggas know QB gon' work it out!

Chorus

Chorus

Nobody

As we proceed to give you what you need

In 2000 baby

And we rock on and on

All hail the Queen

All hail the King

BIG forever and we won't stop

Roc-A-Fella

Undeas

Lil' Ceasar