Try me Try me Darlin tell me I need you Try me Try me And your love will always be true I need you (I need you) Hold me ( Hold me) Hold me (hold me
good!!) Ready for Flipmode Squad (Just talk to me, c'mon, c'mon!!) They're the ones we've all, been waiting for, forever (Now!! Now, let me see y'all,
wit it Money and murder you my nigga my jelly preserver I'mma ride baby til the judge give me a verdict yeah Hear me or heard me I get it and serve it
gotta come like we be quick to pull back on some triggers We gotta come you know dat Devil shit is still up in us We Mafia Niggaz We Mafia Niggaz [Lord
' up sets and snappin' necks until the job is done [Lord Infamous] Take em' on a lyrical holocaust Infamous is just our mafia boss Nigga walk around with his head blown off Call me
seem like any other chick that you try to stick ya dick in be so wack And for some reason it won't stay up but when you wit me it be way up And you'll
up they ass(yep) [2x] And tell that hoe (Don't violate me hoe, don't violate) [4x] [DJ Paul] Now niggaz man they try to copy the Three 6 but they too
up A nigga gotta try something (I'm a rob me some niggaz) Mane my lucks up A nigga gotta try something (I'm a rob me some niggaz) Mane I'm dead broke
demon spirits dwell Empty all the buck-shot shells, make your fucking body smell I can fuck you up somewhere, to where you were they cannot tell Fuck me with me
of the club, dolla on swoll Take me a scoop, put it to my nose Walkin through the crowd, knock your trick down Pistol in my draws, don't make me pull
Knicca breakin' mo bitches than London got bridges Send this to you niggas so you besta listen well Touch me and you'll die see you can burn wit me in
with SHM, London to NYC I got my visa and my Visa, a diva and her dealer Bitch, I'm up on the guest list with the Swedish House Mafia You can find me
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, shout
of gettin out the ghetto Runnin out they mails About the loved ones that said they love me, but didn't care Do roc scare? with the fuckin niggas who groundin me
one try to see the unseen Before you step your ass to the square know one thing It's closed curtain we leavin' mutha fuckers hurtin' It's rap-a-lot mafia
you I don't know what's going on, baby What the hell is going wrong, baby Used to take me to dinner, used to take me shopping Now you're asking me for
Apollo as a shorty Now I got a clip full of hollows in the .40 Louis, Guccis, every now and then Mauris I take too long to come back, send for me Know
and SP in and out, haul for the streets Turn the bass up and try not to fuck up your seats Rock that shit, every corner, knock that shit Niggaz try to
