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Lil' Kim - Back Stabbers Lyrics
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Smile In Your Face!
Yeaaah!
Back Stabbers!
INTRO/CHORUS
They Smile In Your Face
All The Time They Wanna Take Your Place
The Back Stabbers!(Back Stabbers)
VERSE 1:(LIL KIM AKA BIG MOMMA)
The Buda Got My Brain Seein My Own My Blood Stains
Dental Records Checkin My Remains,it's Hard To Explain
First I See 'em Then I Don't, They Disappear
First She Tried To Slit My Throat,now She Ain't There
I'm Seein Bitches In The Mirrors Behind Me
But When I Turn Around, They Hard To Find
See A Little Bit Of Weed And A Little Bit Of Greed
Make A Bitch Wanna Choke Me Till I Bleed
Now Watch A Bitch Breathe From Dum-dums
That Some Young Bum Had To Bust Just For Wreck
Earn Some Self-respect,now Should I Tote A Fo' Pound
'Cause A Clown Wants My Autograph
Broken Off That Hash I Think He Wants My Cash
The Lexus And Rings,give A Sex Simple And Plain
But These Bitches Is Mad An' They Niggas Is Bad
So They Scheme On A CREAM,you Know
Fuck The Hos,bitches Is Detrimental,the Guns Is Essential
CHORUS X 2
VERSE 2:(LIL KIM)
I'm Having Re-occuring Dreams-bitches They Want My CREAM
They Wanna Be Lieutenant So It Seems,I Can't Sleep
I See An Image That Keeps Movin Round And Round My Bed
The Shadow Stops,points A Glock To My Fuckin Head
I Grab My Pillow,crack The Back Window
pull Out The Tre-8,bust Three Times At The Gate
LORD Have Mercy!The Devil Tryin To Curse Me
I Keeps Seeing Shit That Wasn't There In The First
See Bitches Be Livin Mad Fad-they Fuck My Man
Steal Out My Crib,then Come An' Try An' Shake My Hand
Yeah Man,breakin You Down One Time
I Packs That Shit For Your Ass,Chronic For Your Mind
I Keeps It Real On All You Bitches,I Wish You Keep Your Mind
Off My Motherfuckin Riches
Bitches,I'm Tired Of All You Hos Beggin Me For Clothes
Bank Rolls Is All I Knows,that Shit Is Dead Chicken-head!
CHORUS X 2
VERSE 3:(LIL KIM)
The Morning's Finally Here,damn!What Should I Wear?
Time To Get Dressed And Do My Hair,once Again It's On
Somebody's Knockin At My Door,but When I Walk Across The Floor
Just Ope' It Up,the Motherfucker's Gone
I'm Hearing Voices In The Back Of My Mind
Better Grab My 2,'cause This Fool Might Get Outta Line
I Guess It's Time To Test This Bullet-proof Dress
From Putting Holes Up In My Chest
I'm Lookin Through The Peep-hole To Recognise The Face
I See Three Bitches And Still I Got To Play It Safe
I Hope My Dress Come In Handy,but When I Open The Door
Three Little Girls Selling Candy,ya See Bitches Is Jealous
Of Little Kim Because My Click Is Thicker Than The Rest Of Them
All I Wanna Do Is Be Rich And Stay That Bitch
Clock Dough On The Law,y'know?
CHORUS TO FADE
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