[Chorus: Lil' Kim]
Get money, get money
Get money, get money
Get money, get money
[Verse 1: Notorious B.I.G.]
You wanna sip Mo' on my living room flo'
Play Nintendo with Cease and Nino
Pick up my phone, say, "Poppa not home"
Sex all night, mad head in the morn'
Spin my V, smoke all my weed
Tattoo on ta-tas sayin' Big Poppa, now check it
You wanna be my main squeeze, baby, don'tcha?
You wanna gimme what I need, baby
Won'tcha picture life as my wife just think
Full-length mink, fat X and O links
Bracelets to match, conversation was all that
Showed you the safe combinations and all that
Guess you could say you's the one I trusted
Who would ever think that you would spread like mustard?
Things got hot, you sent Feds to my spot
Took me to court, tried to take all I got
'Nother intricate plot, the tramp said I raped her
"Damn, why she wanna stick me for my paper?"
My Moschino ho, my Versace hottie
Come to find out, you was hittin' everybody
You knew about me, the fake ID
Cases in Virginia, body in D.C
Woe, always me, that's what I get for trickin'
Came out on bail, commence to ass kickin'
Lick in the door, wavin' the .4-4
All you heard was, "Poppa, don't hit me no more"
Disrespect my clique, my game's imperial
Mess around and made her milk box material
You feel me? Stealin' chips, runnin' your lips
'Cause of you, I'm on some real...
Get money, get money
Get money, get money
Get money, get money
[Verse 1: Notorious B.I.G.]
You wanna sip Mo' on my living room flo'
Play Nintendo with Cease and Nino
Pick up my phone, say, "Poppa not home"
Sex all night, mad head in the morn'
Spin my V, smoke all my weed
Tattoo on ta-tas sayin' Big Poppa, now check it
You wanna be my main squeeze, baby, don'tcha?
You wanna gimme what I need, baby
Won'tcha picture life as my wife just think
Full-length mink, fat X and O links
Bracelets to match, conversation was all that
Showed you the safe combinations and all that
Guess you could say you's the one I trusted
Who would ever think that you would spread like mustard?
Things got hot, you sent Feds to my spot
Took me to court, tried to take all I got
'Nother intricate plot, the tramp said I raped her
"Damn, why she wanna stick me for my paper?"
My Moschino ho, my Versace hottie
Come to find out, you was hittin' everybody
You knew about me, the fake ID
Cases in Virginia, body in D.C
Woe, always me, that's what I get for trickin'
Came out on bail, commence to ass kickin'
Lick in the door, wavin' the .4-4
All you heard was, "Poppa, don't hit me no more"
Disrespect my clique, my game's imperial
Mess around and made her milk box material
You feel me? Stealin' chips, runnin' your lips
'Cause of you, I'm on some real...
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