Lil' Kim - Pour it Up (Remix) lyrics

rate me

Throw it up, throw it up

Watch it all fall out

Turn up, turn up,

That’s how we ball out

Throw it up, throw it up

Watch it all fall out

Turn up, turn up,

That’s how we ball out

Strip poles and stiletto heels, still got my money

Ciroc shots can I get a refill, still got my money

I’m turnt up and I’m in my zone, still got my money

Threw 30 racks out at my show, still got my money

Ain’t dropped an album in a few years, still got my money

Took a lot of my blood, sweat and tears, still got my money

Diddy called and we closed that deal, and I still got my money

Who cares how you haters feel, still got my money

Whoa, all I see is signs, all I see is dollar signs

Whoa, money on my mind, money, money on my mind

Throw it up, throw it up

Watch it all fall out from the sky

Throw it up, throw it up

Watch it all fall out

Turn up, turn up,

That’s how we ball out

Turn up, turn up,

That’s how we ball out

What is your life like, is you really that nigga? That’s right

Is you rollie gold, is your car black with no deal nigga

How you living, huh?

Is your money good, is your fingers to em

I’m ghost writing for strippers, I’m givin singles to em

Those washington's and I know the dc like wash and them

And I like dirty money but I’m washing em, like argh

Y’all know I ain’t broke

Bronx tell sunny, me and kim had sex in the bank vault

So y’all know I came for the money, money

And I hope they know that, hold that

You gone want it like I want it when I hold back

Let me hit it while I'm open like I'm novac

What your life like? Is it really that real, hoe

Is your house with glass with a tennis court and no deal, hoe, huh?

Is your living room versace, this piano cost 100 racks

And my mink drags on the Liberace

Come in with that new shit, that all that money and cool shit

That fish bowl in the winter time with only 2 doors and that roof shit

Stakes is high, we at roof tips, 24 karat gold toothpicks

Bossed up, fuck a benz, I’m porsched up

But I do the maybach

8 racks in these heels I walk in

What I need a co sign for, this what I grind for

I’m the reason why these bitches get signed for.

Thanks to Bray for correcting these lyrics