[Intro]
Xtassy
[Verse 1: Musiq Soulchild, Lil' Kim, Musiq Soulchild & Lil' Kim]
Uh, started out hardcore (Hardcore)
Done it like never before (Done it like never before) (Never, never)
So many shows, so many tours (Woah)
And you the one that I do it for
Still goin' to this day (To this day)
Still got all my songs on replay
If you want me to stay (Want me to stay)
I'm gon' need you to just pray
[Chorus: Lil' Kim, Musiq Soulchild]
Pray for me (For me, yeah)
'Cause I be in these streets so much, I don't if I'ma make it (I don't know)
I don't if I'ma make it (Sometimes, I don't know)
Pray for me (Yeah, yeah)
'Cause times get hard, then the money gets low
But don't give up, you got to stay down before the come up
[Verse 2: Lil' Kim, Musiq Soulchild, Lil' Kim & Musiq Soulchild]
We got it out the mud like football cleats
You put a ring on my finger but you married to the streets (Ooh)
I know you gettin' to the bag, baby
I just pray to God that you make it back baby, uh (Oh)
I ain't worried 'bout a bitch takin' you from me (No)
I'm more worried about the streets takin' you from me (Oh)
I'm more worried about police takin' you from me (Yeah, oh)
So before you leave the house, kiss me and tell me that you love me (Yeah, oh, yeah, oh)
Xtassy
[Verse 1: Musiq Soulchild, Lil' Kim, Musiq Soulchild & Lil' Kim]
Uh, started out hardcore (Hardcore)
Done it like never before (Done it like never before) (Never, never)
So many shows, so many tours (Woah)
And you the one that I do it for
Still goin' to this day (To this day)
Still got all my songs on replay
If you want me to stay (Want me to stay)
I'm gon' need you to just pray
[Chorus: Lil' Kim, Musiq Soulchild]
Pray for me (For me, yeah)
'Cause I be in these streets so much, I don't if I'ma make it (I don't know)
I don't if I'ma make it (Sometimes, I don't know)
Pray for me (Yeah, yeah)
'Cause times get hard, then the money gets low
But don't give up, you got to stay down before the come up
[Verse 2: Lil' Kim, Musiq Soulchild, Lil' Kim & Musiq Soulchild]
We got it out the mud like football cleats
You put a ring on my finger but you married to the streets (Ooh)
I know you gettin' to the bag, baby
I just pray to God that you make it back baby, uh (Oh)
I ain't worried 'bout a bitch takin' you from me (No)
I'm more worried about the streets takin' you from me (Oh)
I'm more worried about police takin' you from me (Yeah, oh)
So before you leave the house, kiss me and tell me that you love me (Yeah, oh, yeah, oh)
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