1990년대 후반부터 서서히 둥지를 틀었던 여성 래퍼들의 활약상은 뉴 밀레니엄으로 접어들면서 본격적으로 엔진의 시동을 걸기 시작했다. 빌보드 앨범 차트 2위를 꿰찼던 2001년의 3집 로 대중을 단숨에 사로잡았던 미시 엘리어트(Missy Elliott), 2001년의 LP (4위)으로 만점 평가를 일궈낸 이브(Eve), (2001, 5위)로 명성을 이어나간 폭시 브라운(Foxy Brown) 등이 그 주역들이었다. 그들이 스포트라이트를 독점했던 이유는 그간 마초이즘이 판을 쳤던 랩 필드에 여성들의 자주적 주체성을 확립했다는 점 때문. 이는 1990년대 중반부터 록 신에서 급부상했던 'Woman In Rock'과 맥을 같이하는 지점이기도 했다. 릴 킴(Lil' Kim, 본명은 Kimberly Denise Jones) 역시 이러한 힙 합계의 여성 상위현상이라는 제트 기류를 타고 비상했던 여성 래퍼. 그는 대표작이자 솔로 데뷔작인 (11위)를 통해 특유의 도발적 페르소나를 마음껏 발산, 일약 스타덤에 올랐다. 그러나 2000년 등장했던 소포모어 음반 (4위)은 작품성과 상업성 모두에서 처녀작만 못한 결과를 양산하며 기대 이하의 성적표를 받고 말았다. 피 디디(P. Diddy)의 적극적 후원에도 불구, 평생 동반자나 마찬가지였던 노토리어스 비아이지(Notorious B.I.G.)의 빈 자리(1997년 사망)가 예상보다 컸던 게 문제였다. 무엇보다 가장 시급했던 현안은 지나간 '상실의 시대'를 가능한 한 빨리 잊고 잃어버린 그녀만의 '리얼 섹시 파워'를 회복하는 것이었다. 호사다마라고, 찬스는 금세 찾아왔다. 영화 물랑 루즈(Moulin Rouge)의 테마송인 'Lady Marmalade'(1위)의 빅 히트를 계기로 릴 킴에 대한 발굴 작업 역시 더불어 탄력을 받았던 것. 이에 힘입어 릴 킴은 2003년, 신보 를 발표하며 힙 합 아티스트로써의 포지셔닝을 확고히 다지려는 중이다. 본 레코드 역시 전체적인 기조는 전작들과 크게 다르지 않아 '온 몸이 성감대요. 전신이 무기이자 돈이다.'주의(主意)가 작품을 한 가득 채운다. 지에 따르면 이것은 '여성이 지배하는 섹슈얼 판타지의 음탕한 묘사를 통한 힙 합 페미니즘의 재정의'이며 고로 여성 혐오증에 걸린 팝 계의 남녀 역할 구도에 대한 통렬한 역전극이다. 알 켈리(R. Kelly)의 'A Woman's Threat'를 샘플링한 'This Is A Warning'을 비롯, 첫 싱글이자 미스터 칙스(Mr. Cheeks)를 피처링한 전형적인 팀발랜드(Timbaland)풍 힙 합 넘버 'The Jump Off', 현재 빌보드 차트를 주름잡고 있는 50센트(50 Cent)가 참여한 곡으로써 구강 성교를 묘사한 'Magic Stick' 등이 이를 잘 증명해준다. 또한 릴 킴은 비기를 추억하는 'Heavenly Father'와 그에 대한 변함없는 애정을 표출한 'Doing It Way BIG'을 통해 단절과 통합이, 그리고 과거와 현재가 별개의 것 아닌 동체(同體)임을 웅변한다. 비기의 공석은 마이크로 비트의 달인 스위츠비츠(Swizzbeatz)와 히트곡 제조기 팀발랜드가 메워 사운드를 훌륭히 뽑아냈다. 이와 같은 음악적 성숙이 작품 전체에 걸쳐 확연히 드러난 릴 킴의 환골탈태 음반. 빌보드 앨범 차트에 7주간 머물며 단숨에 골드를 획득, 소포모어 징크스의 악령을 떨쳐내 더욱 반갑다. -수록곡- 1. Intro 2. Hold It Now (feat. Havoc) 3. Doing It Way Big 4. Can't F**k with Queen Bee (feat. Governor & Shelene Thomas with Full Force) 5. Hollyhood Skit 6. Shake Ya Bum Bum (feat. Lil' Shanice) 7. This Is Who I Am (feat. Swizz Beatz & Mashonda) 8. The Jump Off (feat. Mr. Cheeks) 9. This Is a Warning 10. (When Kim Say) Can You Hear Me Now? (feat. Missy Elliott) 11. Thug Luv (feat. Twista) 12. Magic Stick (feat. 50 Cent) 13. Get in Touch with Us (feat. Styles P) 14. Heavenly Father (feat. 'Big Hill') 15. Tha Beehive (feat. Reeks, Bunky S.A., Vee & Saint from the Advakids) 16. Came Back for You .... ....
So what am I not supposed to have an opinion Should I be quiet just because I'm a woman Call me a bitch cos I speak what's on my mind Guess it's easier for you to swallow if I sat and smiled When a female fires back Suddenly the target don't know how to act So he does what any little boy will do Making up a few false rumors or two That for sure is not a man to me Slanderin' names for popularity It's sad you only get your fame through controversy But now it's time for me to come and give you more to say This is for my girls all around the world Who've come across a man who don't respect your worth Thinking all women should be seen not heard So what do we do girls Shout louder Letting them know we're gonna stand our ground Lift your hands high and wave them proud Take a deep breath and say it loud Never can never will can't hold us down Nobody can hold us down Nobody can hold us down Nobody can hold us down Never can never will So what am I not supposed to say what I'm saying Are you offended by the message I'm bringing Call me whatever cos your words don't mean a thing Guess you ain't even a man enough to handle what I sing If you look back in history It's a common double standard of society The guy gets all the glory the more he can score While the girl can do the same and yet you call her a whore I don't understand why it's okay The guy can get away with it the girl gets named All my ladies come together and make a change Start a new beginning for us everybody sing This is for my girls all around the world Who've come across a man who don't respect your worth Thinking all women should be seen not heard What do we do girls Shout louder Letting them know we're gonna stand our ground Lift your hands high and wave 'em proud Take a deep breath and say it loud Never can never will can't hold us down Here's something I just can't understand If the guy have three girls then he's the man He can either give us some head sex her off If the girl do the same then she's a whore But the table's about to turn I'll bet my fame on it Cats take my ideas and put their name on it It's aiight though you can't hold me down I got to keep on movin' To all my girls with a man who be tryin to mack Do it right back to him and let that be that You need to let him know that his game is whack And Lil' Kim and Christina Aguilera got your back But you're just a little boy Think you're so cute so coy You must talk so big To make up for small lil' things So you're just a little boy All you'll do is annoy You must talk so big To make up for small lil' things This is for my girls This is for my girls all around the world Who've come across a man who don't respect your worth Thinking all women should be seen not heard So what do we do girls Shout louder Letting them know we're gonna stand our ground Lift your hands high and wave 'em proud Take a deep breath and say it loud Never can never will can't hold us down This is for my girls all around the world Who've come across a man who don't respect your worth Thinking all women should be seen not heard So what do we do girls Shout louder Letting them know we're gonna stand our ground Lift your hands high and wave 'em proud Take a deep breath and say it loud Never can never will can't hold us down
Just show me the Bounce J, once I get the bounce, I'mma be good. Niggas gon' hate me I get that. Then I'll have everything
*Fuckin' with my dough is like fuckin' with my pride & fuckin' with my hoes is like fuckin' with my high That's two things in life that you just don't mess with Act like a trick & like a trick you get dealt with
Now I know you love my lazy flow but here come my crazy flow Do this shit 'cause it make me dough do it again to make me more Rich is only way to go givin' you what you pay me for What you lookin' shady for? Bitch you ain't got my baby hoe. Top down 64 radio AC blow They peep though think that automatically 'cause this nigga roll with Puff Daddyo he gotta be ridin' in a B-E-N-T-L-E but why? Cause you see a young nigga like me out doing it wanna come & put ya two in it wanna ruin it see me pursuin' it & wanna spend what's mine First you wouldn't give me the time now you gotta get in line Think that Mase gon' trick a dime you out ya fuckin' mind See I'm bout it bout it now is you with it with it? Bitch I don't care how you get ya dough you get it get it Now you can't claim to be a pimp & then go be committed Just like you hit it hit it man another nigga don' hit it uhhh
*Repeat (x2)
Hoes know to fuck with me & they'll be set fo' life lookin' nice sex right livin' in my paradise I been makin' millions since I was young & still clockin' still rockin' hoe hoppin' showin' all y'all niggas how it's done You know So So sell copies like Kinko's so ya better bend before ya go saying too much shit 'cause all I'm about is makin' dough & makin' mo' keepin' my glow sho nuff unlike yo' stuff I make the shit that keep 'em runnin' to the sto' Swappin' drop tops on the regular spittin' game on the cellular If I meet a hoe and the hoe ain't tryin' to fuck then the hell with her I'm tellin' ya Shit we do ya can't erase took a little change of pace me & Mase for the niggas that hate we still up in yo' fuckin' face.
*Repeat (x2)
Uhh Now why the fuck you keep blamin' me? You the one that try to shoot game to me Thug ass bitch you claim to be y'all hoes never meant a thang to me Frontin' ass niggas want to roll with us go with us spend a little dough with us got a crush hush on this slim chick with the wet lips & the set hips Too much smoke in the Lex' whip can't pick who I wanna sex with got more weed than a li'l bit Hydro ain't no bullshit Then I come through in the 6 drop me & Li'l Cease doin' the Wop Infrared clips filled to the top y'all niggas need to stop C-Can I say it again say it again? Better come through with a little more win B.I.G. is a slogan R.I.P. 'til I see ya again Ain't no tellin' in this life of sin how much dough you got to spend Take so long you got to bend Grab yo' man snatch yo' bitch fill them flames with them clips When the cops come stash the Indo better throw the weed up out the window Wannabe clowns got jokes ain't shit funny play y'all niggas like dummies click-click Show me the Money!!
[Lil' Kim] I gets right to the point -- no time to play around When it comes to this cheddar -- lay a nigga down Bust shots at his Rover if he dare come back around Pay me on time or I gots to take mine At first I seem friendly; but that's just in me I warn you -- when I blow, it gets a little windy You make me wanna fight you, I ain't nothin like you Y'all "Paper Thin," my shit recycled They call me Lil' Kim, a.k.a. Cover Girl Sometimes I feel like I'm from another fuckin world Niggaz buy me glass slippers and diamond fingernails and awwwww, shit, I got it all in this bitch
Chorus: Lil' Kim (based on B.I.G.'s "Gimme the Loot") 2X
Goodness gracious, the papers! Where the cash at? Where the stash at? Nigga pass that! We rollin in tinted Nav's TV's in the dash, see we love the cash
[Lil' Kim] To all my bitches in the strip club -- shakin they ass (I ain't mad, do your thing mami!) Get that cash! And all my hustlin niggaz still out on the ave. Fightin over blocks and who got the best rocks and "Goodness gracious," the struggle never stops The things we all do to keep our pockets filled with knots People fuck to my music -- they say it's pornographic My Billboards is nice; one day gon' be a classic I fuck with dudes, with "Members Only" jackets that sleep on brass beds, with money for a mattress "Gettin' Money" bitch, and I roll with dimes Take pictures with our nines on the cover of New York Times Tattoos down our spine with the the picture of a dime Cuttin niggaz short like inmates for phone time Everything I get is -- custom made Niggaz, wanna get laid; I, gotta get paid (The papers..)
(Havoc) Now here's a little story I got to tell About a gangsta ass bitch, y'all know so well It started way back, in history With Lil' Kim, Junior M.A.F.I.A., and B.I.G.
(Hold it, hold it now) Go Kim! Go Kim! (hold, hold it now) Go Kim! Go Kim! (hold it, hold it now) Go Kim! Go Kim! (hold, hold it now) Go Kim! ... WHOAHHHH!
(Lil' Kim) Now here's a little story I gots to tell 'Bout the first rap bitch to rock Chanel Taught you how to get money and pop Cristal Even gave y'all tips on ridin' cock as well The Beehive, sticker say "better beware" If it's buzzin' in the spot You know my boys is here (bzzzzz) If we in the parkin' lot, you know the toys is there Pushin' drop G-Wagons, two doors, ya hear? Hold it now, the Queen's sittin in the chair Now y'all wanna dress sexy and dye your hair? Will the real Kim stand up? It's frauds in here I'm bout to pull the plug on all y'all broads this year (Lights out!)
(Chorus 2x) When we come to the clubs they be like (Hold, hold it now) When we pull up on them dubs they be like (Hold it, hold it now) Where my bitches and my thugs gettin right (Hold, hold it now) Come chill in V.I.P. with us for the night - WHOAHHH!
(Lil' Kim) Now all my all my all my bitches rub ya titties (If ya love Biggie) And all my niggaz grab ya dicks If you feelin' the bitch I'm in the middle of the dancefloor (go Kim, go Kim) Killin' the shit With the Belve', tryin' not to spill any shit You know the Queen show love when I'm up in the club I like to play with my coochie when I'm up in the tub You a, sensitive thug, let me give you a hug Y'all thirsty ass niggas take this bottle of bub I'm the, First Lady, so I can't lose Because of me y'all rock rhymes in high heel shoes Lil' Kim the Grammy winner get love worldwide Now hold that, yo Havoc, let the beat ride
(Chorus)
(Lil' Kim) And since Frank White taught me how to play the game La Bella Mafia, nigga I play to reign They pump my album in the street like they pump the 'caine I'm like bleach Lil' Kim leave a permanent stain I'm feared in my country like Saddam Hussein I might give a little head to (Hold it, hold it now) All we ask is y'all show respect 'Cause we don't want talk, big homey Just cut the check Now I'm sittin' outside in my six-point-six Just signed a lil' deal bout six-point-six Used to transport bricks and make six-point-six If you look in my garage I got six joints
(Chorus)
Go Kim! Go Kim! (hold it now) Go Kim! Go Kim! (hold it, hold it now) Go Kim! Go Kim! (hold it now) Go Kim! ... WHOAHHHH!
{*"hold it now" and ad libs continue to the end of the beat*}
C'mon dice Throw on a Hollyhood Wear by Lil' Kim You know the Queen Bee known for (doin it way big) We take trips to Mekenos, Greece just to shop, we don't stop (doin it way big) This is for my millionaire glub golfers Comin up like Halle and Denzel, winnin the Oscars Y'all get y'all diamonds from Jacob, I ain't mad at ya I get mine straight out the Kimberly Gold Mine in Africa I smack niggaz 'cross the face with a Centurion Card who don't believe I'm (doin it way big) In the Contintental T, magnolia B .. (man, she doin it way big) I'm comin through Hummer stuntin, and I'm frontin Workin that LaBurke and, Ermez bag Only multi-millionaires who know about that be like.. (damn, she doin it way big) Anything we do we do it B.I.G. Every move we make is always B.I.G. And the number one rule, think B.I.G. And the best rapper's still B.I.G. (one more time now) Anything we do we do it B.I.G. Every move we make is always B.I.G. And the number one rule, think B.I.G. And the best rapper's still B.I.G. Pull out the G-55, Cavarolet Oh by the way I'm (doin it way big) Eight Alpine speakers, custom made H-R-E rims (uh-huh, doin it way big) The chinchilla blanket, the black diamond anklet It's made out of rubbergut faggot, try to yank it Got all glass, Benz in all class I do it big, my first kid gon' have a crib all brass This is, exotic y'all, I got it y'all Every color lizard watch from Scotty y'all Private jets, Tiffany silverware sets I got shit department stores ain't even get yet I drop, 30 or more in Christian D'or They gotta, close the store and let me shop some more We go to, Broadway plays in six white Rolls Royces (now that's what you call doin it way big) Anything we do we do it B.I.G. Every move we make is always B.I.G. And the number one rule, think B.I.G. And the best rapper's still B.I.G. (one more time now) Anything we do we do it B.I.G. Every move we make is always B.I.G. And the number one rule, think B.I.G. And the best rapper's still B.I.G. As long as I'm here, I'm gon' keep doin it, doin it how I do it When I do it best believe I be doin (way big) We greet our guests at the door with champagne and cigars that read (doin it way big) Chrome on the doors, stone on the floors Fourteen karat gold, paint on the walls We swim in pools with marble waterfalls Ball baby or don't ball at all My bathroom is Chanel, my bedroom Louis Vuitton And office decorated in, Ralph Lauren I got a, Versace couch and pillows I sleep on With the matchin rob and slippers, I beg to differ LaPerla lingerie, cause it fits my body Get with us, we know how to throw a party And you can't get in, without a QUeen Bee members only jacket that reads (doin it way big) Anything we do we do it B.I.G. Every move we make is always B.I.G. And the number one rule, think B.I.G. And the best rapper's still B.I.G. (one more time now) Anything we do we do it B.I.G. Every move we make is always B.I.G. And the number one rule, think B.I.G. And the best rapper's still B.I.G. C'mon dice (one more time now) C'mon dice [Kim] And the best rapper's still B.I.G.
lil kim: hey there girls and boys kids: hi miss little kim lil kim: how are you today? kids: fiiiiiiiine! good, very good, now since it's such a beuatiful day today (licking noise in the backround) (stop making that noise) lil kim: were gunna sing our song, (stop making that noise!) lil kim: you ready kids: yeeeeeeeesss! (pushing sound) kid: move stupid! kid 2: stop pushin me! lil kim: 1,2,3 kim and kids: it's a beautiful day in the hollyhood, it's a beautiful day in the hollyhood, a beautiful day in the hollyhooood! so don't you be a hater! kids: heehee!
[Chorus: repeat all 2X] Bum shake ya, shake ya bum Shake ya bum bum {*repeat 3X*} Bum shake ya, shake ya bum Bum shake ya, shake ya bum
[Verse 1: Lil' Kim] We 'bout to crush all competition Ain't no chance for ya'll Lil' Kim and Shanice, we 'bout to dance on ya'll Like a flow in the club, it don't matter where you come from USA to UK, shake ya bum bum Sean Paul dime, keep my hair done all the time Even got a manicurist in the booth while I rhyme Initials on our jackets like Laverne and Sheryl Kids rock my Queen Bee logo like a PowerPuff Girl We stay on tour from summer to winter And we rockin' public schools and daycare centers Uh, united we stand, divided you fall D flawless necklace look like a disco ball Whoa, ya'll don't really want it with the whole Beehive We goin' down in history, the illest gangstas alive Put ya hands on your shoulders, push 'em up, push 'em up If you feel it in your bones, shake it up, shake it up
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Lil' Shanice] Now I know I ain't grown, but that don't stop me From shakin' my anus See I'm 'bout to blow, I'm soon to be famous Now me and Lil' Kim on the same track is crazy Matter fact you can call that amazing Back to back, shakin' our bum bums Picture us in the war, back to back shakin' off dum-dums In YO, that's where I come from My talents official, act up, the hounds'll come get you You can catch me on my toes in them D&G flip-flops Hopin' outta mommy's new bergundy six drop What, I can't stop what I do for real It's like for ya'll I just got to prove my skills Oh, I got a ring filled with all baguettes Nails done, fresh do, be no regrets All I ask is that ya'll show respect While I do my thing And shake it up with the coolest Queen, uh (Uh)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Lil' Kim] + (Lil' Shanice) or *BOTH* Jack Be Nimble (Jack better be quick) It's the Queen and the Princess (Jack ain't spit) Like that news van *There they go again* (On NBC to) *Nickalodean* Sophisticated bad girls (Ya'll them mad girls) Ya'll them birds everybody done had girls While dudes sendin' me diamonds and pearl sweaters (They little brothers send me sneakers and love letters) Next to Bill Gates, I'm tryna be runner up Like the elevater shaft, baby girl is comin' up (It's the ill collaboration from the Brook to the Yonks) No more franks for this ma, now it's lobster and conck To my kids in the hood, this one's for you (Grown folks and grandmas can shake they bum bum too) So come on (Come on) Come on *Come on with it now, get up, get up Get up and get down with the get down*
Swizz Beatz (Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?) I introduce to you (Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?) The Queen Bee (Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?) She hold the crown in this game (Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?) Ladies and Gentleman...
[Verse 1: Lil' Kim] It's the worlds famous, Lil' Kim, Queen Bee I am who I am, you just can't change me No matter what you do, you can't take the hood out me People been around me for years, don't know shit about me Dedicated, like Muslims makin' selat People steady try to make me into somethin' I'm not That's why I had to cut the grass, so I could see the snakes Copped the house on the hill so I could see the lakes What you thought? I'm a girl, couldn't make it alone Time to turn the heat up and get back in the zone One day my hairs orange, the next day it's green The trendsetter's back on your TV screen
[Chorus: Mashonda] This is who I am (This is who I am) This is what I be (This is what I be) People runnin' 'round (People runnin' 'round) Tryna change me (Tryna change me) Oh, no, no, no, no (Oh, no, no, no, no) No, no, no (No, no, no) Oh, no, no, no, no (Oh, no, no, no, no) No, no, no (No, no, no)
[Verse 2: Lil' Kim] About five feet even, kinda small in the waist Rap's sex symbol, real pretty in the face So what I got even bigger titties than the lakes Still a sophisticated lady with millions in the safe Switch up flows like I switch up my clothes More than Wilt Chamberlain switched up his hoes I'm a profectionist, gotta stay on my toes Anything goes when you play with the pro's I got everybody rappin' about jewelry and cars Lil' Kim give you a platinum sixteen bars I'm the real thing, ya'll kareokee stars This is who I am
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Lil' Kim] I'd rather be dead and rich than broke and livin' Without rap, I probably woulda been sellin' dope in prison With some Vera Wang khakis and Nolteychucks Suckin' the warden's dick in the back of the bus But God made me what I am today So I say things ya'll afraid to say Just 'cause you got a head start that don't make you strongest He who burns last, burns the longest Fuck what they say about me Fact is I'm the legacy of B.I.G. The Queen of New York, let's get this straight I'm about to be elected mayor of 718
[Chorus 2x]
[Outro during Chorus Swizz Beatz] If you in the club You are listening to the sounds Of the [scratch] Queen Bee baby Ride the bar, Queen Bee baby Mashonda on the hook I go by the name of... the Monster Swizz Beatz You are listening to the Queen Bee Bee baby
[Intro: Lil' Kim] (Mr. Cheeks) Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa! (Yeah) Aiyyo Tim man this the jump off right here man! (Jump off!) Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa! (Whoa!) Whoa! (It's Queen Bee nigga) It's the jump off (Come on)
[Verse 1: Lil' Kim] (Mr. Cheeks) I been gone for a minute now I'm back at the jump off (Jump off) Goons in the club incase somethin jumps off And back up before the hive let the pump off In the graveyard is where you get dumped off All we wanna do is party (Woo!) And buy everybody at the bar Bacardi (Woo!) Black Barbie dressed in Bulgari I'm tryin to leave in somebody's Ferrari Spread love that's what a real mob do Keep it gangsta look out for her people (For her people) I'm the wicked bitch of the east, you better keep the peace Or out come the beast We the best still there's room for improvement Our presence is felt like a Black Panther movement Seven quarter to eights back to back with 'em (Back to back) And I'm sittin on chrome seven times platinum
[Chorus: Lil' Kim & Mr. Cheeks] This is for my peeps, with the Bentleys, the Hummers, the Benz Escalades twenty three inch rims (Oh!) Jumpin out the Jaguar with the Tims, keep your bread up And live good, East coast West coast worldwide All my playas in the hood stay fly And if your ballin let me hear you say rite (rite)
[Verse 2: Lil' Kim] (Mr. Cheeks) It's Lil' Kim and Timbaland niggas shit ya drawers (Come on) Special delivery for you and yours (Now) I rep for bitches he rep for boys (Uh ha) If you rep for your hood then make some noise I got my eye on the guy in the Woolrich coat Don't he know Queen Bee got the ill deep throat? Uh! Let me show you what I'm all about How I make a Sprite can disappear in my mouth....WHOA!!!!! Shake up the dice, throw down your ice (What) Bet it all playa fuck the price Money ain't a thing throw it out like rice Been around the world cop the same thing twice Rub on my tits (Huh!) squeeze on my ass (Oooh!) Gimme some UH!!! step on the gas (Ah) Pop the cork and roll up the hash (Roll it!) You know what we about, sex, drugs and cash
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[Verse 3: Lil' Kim] (Mr. Cheeks) Enter the world of the Playboy pin up girl Buttnaked dressed in nothin but pearls You wanna meet me cause ya, know I'm freaky And ya, wanna eat me cause ya, say I'm sexy Got a man in Japan and a dude in Tahiti Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy No need to be greedy I got mad friends that's pretty (Hey!) Chicks by the layers (And) all different flavors (Woo!) Mafioso that's how this thing go (Yeah) Now everybody come get with the lingo Shake your body body, move your body body (Body body) On the dancefloor don't hurt nobody body (Body body) I'm the one that put the Range in the Rover When I'm steppin out the Range yo it's over Comin through in the Brooklyn Mint gear We 'gone do this just like Big Poppa was here
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[Outro: Mr. Cheeks] Yeah, to the what, yeah, oh, yo, keep your bread up, yeah, and worldwide And stay fly nigga, yeah man, right right right right, Queen Bee, LB Two thousand and, fuckin three, why not? we makin it hot She back at it, why wouldn't she be? come on, yeah B.I.G. Freaky Tah, yeah yeah yeah, L's, light 'em, oh...
Yo.. I just don't understand Lately, it seems like.. I don't know It just seems like.. it seems like Everybody wants My style, my life, my blood My shoes, my clothes, my gear My watch, my rings, my chain My cars, my money, my home My body, my sweat, my tears My power, my fame, my strength My shit, my this, my that Bitches, please! If you don't stop; Someone's gonna find yo' ass dead (this is a warning) Someone's gonna poison your food (this is a warning) Someone's puttin tags on your toes (this is a warning) Someone better pray for you (this is a warning) Someone's gonna get yo' keys (this is a warning) Someone's gonna open your door (this is a warning) Someone's gonna creep in your house (this is a warning) And put the {*chk-chk*} straight in your, mouuuuuth ... This is a woman's, THREAT (this is a woman's) Have you ever heard the story, about the M.A.F.I.A. tip See Big Poppa was shot, a long long long long time ago And when he was killed , he left me with the throne And now it seems like, everyone wants my blood If you don't stop; Someone's gonna find yo' ass dead (this is a warning) Someone's gonna poison your food (this is a warning) Someone's puttin tags on your toes (this is a warning) Someone better pray for you (this is a warning) Someone's gonna get yo' keys (this is a warning) Someone's gonna open your door (this is a warning) Someone's gonna creep in your house (this is a warning) And put the {*chk-chk*} straight in your, mouuuuuth Don't stop, no no You'll be sorry Keep doin it, you'll see You'll be cryin I know, whatchu doin Cause I'm watchin Hohhhhohhhohhhhohoohohohhhhohohhhhhhh Ohhhhohhhohhhhohoohohohhhhohohhhhhhh Aiyyo!
[Twista] Here come a bitch with the fly puss', and a nigga with the fly dick In the Mickey and Mallory mode, rollin through the streets on 24's On krunk screamin, "Die bitch!" Bout to shut yo' shit down, anybody that opposes to payin us a fee false If the straps don't bleed y'all We put stitches in yo' motherfuckin dome like a league brawl (Come and roll with this) Take a journey to the realm of the truth when I bust this It's the Duke and the Duchess Leavin haters 'buked and on crutches Niggaz you cannot touch this It's a new collaboration of Thug Luv between the Thug Queen and the Thug Lord More power than a drug lord Meant to be because we love each other the way we love war Gotta rider bet hug yours, cause I'm full of ambition and ammunition and a 50 like I smoked a sticky stack of hash Ain't no missin on no critical condition Murderin is the mission and we can bust a itchy atcha ass Feel the flow when I drop it Don't when to stop it, I'm goin pockets and layin bodies down Feel adrenaline from me and Kim and them We got it sewed from Brooklyn to Chi-Town See the artillery, we don't fuck around with silly games, plenty thangs Nigga plus I got an illy aim, stick 'em up, steal his chain Then I spill his brain, then I feel his pain Some of the consequences when you dealin with a plug thug And I'm backed up by the Queen, we gon' take over the world Whatchu know about Thug Luv?
[Chorus] You can't fuck with us; do it like a hustler Gotta keep it gangsta, can't no one collide with us All my true thugs and all my real bitches Won'tcha come and ride with us Do it like a hustler Gotta keep it gangsta, can't no one collide with us All my true thugs and all my real bitches Won'tcha come and ride with us
[Lil' Kim] It's the T-W-I-S to the T-A, K to the motherfuckin I-M Bout to shut yo' shit down Other albums come out ain't NOBODY gon' buy them Now who gon' deny them? I'm scared of myself, don't nobody wanna try Kim Y'all know you done fucked up (now whassup - y'all better come roll with us) Who's you Mister? It's Lil' Kim and Twista (and we about this) For those who doubt this, the game is ours (we gon' run you up out this) What a wonderful feeling when you're stealin a million But the billion jackpot's what I aim for Get your hands in the air, put 'em up, keep 'em high Don't want no problems - JUST GIMME WHAT I CAME FOR! Pull up on your block, eight straight Hummers Bout to have it locked, eight straight summers Bank account hold eight straight numbers Ain't no room for you whack newcomers We the people's choice because we kick that nasty "Hardcore" shit that you wanna hear Can't fuck with us, hands down we win best murder rap of the year Pounds to the misters, hugs for the miss Bombs in the mail, sealed with a kiss All my bitches pop that thing like this All my niggaz wave that bling on the wrist Some of the consequences when you dealin with a plug thug And I'm backed up by the Duke, we gon' take over the world Whatchu know about Thug Luv?
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[Twista] Kim is yo' flow hot? [K.I.M.] Like a gun shot [K.I.M.] Twist' is yo' flow cold? [Twista] Well I think so [Twista] Kim do you got dranks [K.I.M.] Crist' by the box [K.I.M.] Twist' do you got smokes [Twista] Well I got 'dro, now baby we can roll
[Lil' Kim] Do it like a gangsta, creepin like a murderer Strapped while I roll on chrome Lookin for the ones we at war with When we see 'em we gon' aim for your dome
[Twista] Hear me Ma we can run this Earth together, come up worse than ever Havin big dreams while we back up this work together Let's set up shop on the block now, takin over yo' tip Even if we gotta slang dubs Go to war because I love blood, with a Queen by my side Whatchu know about Thug Luv?
[Chorus Two: Lil' Kim] Do it like a hustler, Lil' Kim and Twista Might as well ride with us Nigga groupies, girl groupies They're all gon' side with us Whatcha gon' do, it's the Duke and the Duchess You need to give it up We gon' take over the world Whatchu know about Thug Luv?
(50 cent) I got the magic stick I know if I can hit once I can hit twice I hit the baddest chicks Shorty don't believe me then call me tonight And I'll show you magic (what what) maagic I got the magic stick
I'm a freak to the core Get a dose once you gonna want some more My tongue touch you girl, your toes bound to curl This exclusive stick I don't share with the world I had you up early in the mornin' moanin' Back shots proper the law can't stop us Been a fiend for this since Rakeim made hits Get the position down pat then its time to switch I rock the boat, I work the middle I speed it up, straight beat it up And I ain't in the hood with my toast out loc'n I'm in the telly working up a sweat strokin' Tonight's the night you could fall in love You could call your mama right now tell her you met a thug I talk alot of shit cause i can back it up My left stroke's the death stroke
(lil kim) I've got the magic clit I know if I get licked once I get licked twice I am the baddest chick Shorty you don't believe me then call me tonight and I'll show you magic (what what) maagic I've got the magic clit Lil' Kim not a whore but i sex a nigga so good he gotta tell his boys When you come to sex don't test my skills 'Cause my head game have you head over heels Give a 'nigga the chills have him pay my bills Buying matchin Lambos with the same color wheels And I ain't out shoppin' spending dude's c-notes I'm in the crib giving niggas deep throat Tonight Lil' Kim gonna have you in the zone Girls in your crib I'm answering the phone Guys wanna wife me, give me the ring I'll do it anywhere, anyhow, I'm down for anything A couple of humps give a nigga goose bumps This junk in my trunk ain't made for chumps When Lil' Kim's around you don't need to lie It's the drugs baby, I'm making you high
(50 Cent) I've got the magic stick I know if I can hit once I can hit twice
(Lil' Kim) I am the baddest chick Shorty you don't believe me then call me tonight And I'll show you magic (what, what)
(50 Cent) Maagic
(Lil' Kim) Uh huh, uh huh I got the magic clit I'll put your face in it I know you're sprung off in your tongue I know you're tasting it
(50 Cent) Sex ain't a race
(Lil' Kim) But I had a thug nigga breakin' records And the time is.....
(50 Cent) One minute six seconds Magic stick
(Lil' Kim) I got the magic box
(Lil' Kim & 50 Cent) Had that ass trickin' after one back shot
(50 Cent) The gifts, the ice I like that a lot
(Lil' Kim) The minks, the leathers The C L drop
(50 Cent) I got the magic stick I know if I can hit once I can hit twice I hit the baddest chicks Shorty don't believe me then call me tonight And I'll show you magic (what, what) maagic I got the magic stick
(Lil' Kim) I know if I get licked once I get licked twice I am the baddest chick Shorty don't believe me then call me tonight And I'll show you magic (what, what) maagic Uh huh, uh huh
[Lil' Kim w/ scratched in samples] Yea yea yea yea - I'm back Aw yeah - I'm back I'm back, and I'm about to murder cats Aw yeah - I'm back I'm back Yea yea - I'm back I'm back, and I'm about to murder cats
[Lil' Kim] If you see a 745 and the body is wide Take a peak and make sure ain't nobody inside Fuckin with the Bee you might not make it alive Cause it's MURDAHHH; ain't talkin Irv and Ja Y'all sleep on baby girl, I seldom frown Spit the shank out my mouth, and bust you down Biggie left me the torch, so I'm holdin it now And you sick cause I'm a bitch and I'm holdin it down If Styles say get you, without no doubt I'm a sex you real good then I'm airin you out Rep your coast, we got the crack, one hit you overdosed That shadow that you see, that's my motherfucker Ghost (Whattup nigga?) S.P., Lil' Kim, we in it to win it Do a bid for my crimey, that's my co-defendant And you snitch niggaz tryin to get a nigga locked up Come through in the ice cream truck and tear your whole block up
[Chorus: Lil' Kim w/ scratched in samples] + (Styles) Fuck that, bitches don't deserve to rap - yea yea yea yea And I'm about to murder cats - aw yeah And I'm about to murder cats - yea yea yea yea (She Bonnie, I'm Clyde) (I kill your mom and watch you stand there traumitized) Fuck that, bitches don't deserve to rap - yea yea yea yea And I'm about to murder cats - aw yeah And I'm about to murder cats - yea yea yea yea (It's the Ghost and the Queen, motherfucker get in touch with us)
[Styles P] You know the Ghost'll steal your soul from you Lil' Kim'll pull the four and leave a motherfuckin hole in you I need an antidote.. to take away the pain I gotta smoke weed or crack a nigga canteloupe I used to dream of this (I used to) but now I got the money and the house and the shit seem meaningless (What's it all worth?) If the grind don't ever stop (huh) Then my mind won't ever stop, nine won't ever stop (uh-uh) They say you too violent (fuck you) I say you too silent You scared to represent, I'ma make the news column This is Holiday and Lil' Kim (yes it is) Bust your gun, sell your crack, puff your weed, drink a lil' gin (Go ahead) Watch the drama ride (watch it) she Bonnie, I'm Clyde I kill your mom and watch you stand there traumitized You can't fuck with us (sho' can't) you think you could? It's the Ghost and the Queen, motherfucker get in touch with us
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[Styles P] It's the Ghost [Lil' Kim] And the Queen [Styles P] I'ma shoot at most of your team [Lil' Kim] And I'm leavin with most of your cream [Styles P] Nigga knock off the riffin shit, understand that [Styles P] I'ma kill a made nigga [Lil' Kim] And I'ma kill the witnesses [Styles P] Y.O. nigga [Lil' Kim] Brooklyn bitch [Styles P] Nigga bust off your hammer [Lil' Kim] And cook them bricks [Styles P] If you really had dough like you said you did [Lil' Kim] We woulda run up in your crib and been took that shit [Styles P] If I want a nigga dead then I'm doin the shit [Lil' Kim] And your girl right behind you with the oo and the fifth [Styles P] It's the Queen and the Ghost, who shit this tight? [Lil' Kim] Yeah Frank is the King, so call me Ms. White [Styles P] And I ask niggaz who wan' dance [Lil' Kim] And I got his back like that bitch from "True Romance" [Styles P] S.P. the Mack Milli' [Lil' Kim] Q.B. the Tech [Styles P] Got the "Money" and the "Power" [Lil' Kim] Now where's the "Respect?"
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[Styles] It's the Ghost and the Queen, motherfucker get in touch with us
[O'Jays] Heavenly Father, creator of all things I humble my self, with a bow to your throne I pray for love, joy, peace, and happiness I pray for love, I pray for love, I pray for love, joy, peace, and happiness I pray for love, I pray for love, I pray for love, joy peace, and happiness
[Lil' Kim] They say the closest ones to ya be the ones that sneak up behind ya and stick the knife through ya thats why now I keep my friends to a minimum check for the ones with the venom on they tongue cuz niggas are snakes, their hugs be fake steal from their best friend at his own wake I did all I could do, and I took all I could take this is it, crossing me was your biggest mistake. It wasnt enough that I split 20% of what I make? It wasn't enough that I cut niggas half of what I bake? Aint enough that I almost lost all my bread? bailing niggas out, keeping a roof over our heads. Enough is enough, I wash my hands, I'm done with it I aint playing with u mothafuckers come wit it Keep the family together god knows I tried But shit aint been the same since B.I died (word)
Chorus : [O'Jays] + [Lil' Kim] I pray for love (everyday) I pray for love (everynight) I pray for love, joy, peace and happiness (keep the family together, god knows i've tried) I pray for love (everyday for real) I pray for Love (and everynight) I pray for Love, joy peace and happiness (shit aint been the same since B.I died)
[Lil Kim] Lil' Kim the first rap bitch to shake up the charts act like i aint the leader of this million bitch march who got y'all rocking? The pride of the Gucci, Diore, Canel, Visocchi, and Louis Please I am the reason this rap game is unisex I am the reason bitches want bigger breasts show some respect where respect is due Without who? Without me there'd be no you! These next few lines is to you women abusers Last nigga I was with, straight fucking loser Niggas think cuz you give them your heart they can disect it and rip it apart Mmm-mm not I, one niggas in my eye Paybacks a mothafucker put that on the sty you lost a good bitch nigga you can't front Lil' Kim is everything a man could ever want (and thats real)
[chorus] [O'Jays] + [Lil' Kim] I pray for love (everyday) I pray for love (and everynight) I pray for love, joy, peace and happiness (mm-mm not I, one niggas in my eye) I pray for love (everyday yo everyday) I pray for Love (and everynight, everynight) I pray for Love, joy peace and happiness (payback's a mothafucker put that on the sty)
[Lil' Kim] When the money is gone so is your friends When the gas runs out there goes your Benz They just don't make my breed no more No body lives by the code of the street no more I dont deal with the nonsense I'm keeping it real Wanna do buisness with me get in touch with him
[Big Hill] Thats right any questions? No you can't ask me Put your name and your number on the letterhead and fax me You want Kim? Name the location Seventy-five grand and thats just for conversation
[Lil' Kim] I'm a remain loyal while you crumble like the foil Its tradition to rock diamonds in my crown, I'm royal Niggas aint believing they thought it was over Baby girl rising up like the early morning sun Y'all think ya know but y'all have no idea what the fuck i've been going through thesse last seven years(aww man)
[Chorus] [O'Jays] + [Lil' Kim] I pray for love (everyday yo everyday yo) I pray for love (and everynight and everynight) I pray for love, joy, peace and happiness (They just don't make my breed no more) (word) (thats it) I pray for love (everyday yo) (I'm the last of the Moheegans) I pray for love (and everynite) (after me ther'll be nobody) I pray for love, joy, peace, and happiness (No body lives by the code of the street no more) (word)
[Lil' Kim] I'm saying, I just wanna be happy (I pray for love) Thats all, I dont ask for much It makes me happy to see my people smile (I pray for) you know what I'm saying?(I pray for love) I ain't a hater I dont even like saying the word (No body lives by the code of the street no more) I'd sacrifice everything I have right now to have my man B.I.G.G.E here with me (I pray for love) see thats just how I am- cuz i'm a rider (keep the family together, god knows i've tried) what good is it to have everything (I pray for love) if you can't share with the ones you love? if you can't be with the ones you love then love the ones your with dont take nobody for granted (I pray for love) you aint promised tomorrow (I pray for love) karmas a mothafucker dont apprectiate that (I pray for love,joy, peace and happiness) (payback's a mothafucker put that on the sty) La Bella Mafia, two thousand and three ( I pray for love) sugar shaft, the bee hive (I pray for love) (I pray for love) (I pray for love, joy, peace and hapiness)I'm coming
[Verse 1 Lil' Kim] Ms. White, that bitch with a thousand looks Come through with a thousand crooks I just know what it takes to get this money like Blow Catch a body, get a face lift, disappear like Pablo Ya'll niggas think I won't jump in the heap Well let's dance... you lames is finished I serve all ya'll cowards like a game of tennis Act like you want some of this and I'm a give you the business You see the yellow and the black, you know what it's about Wrinkled assed niggas this iron'll straighten you out I got thugs in the east, thugs in the south That'll stick with a AIDS needle and piss in your mouth I kept 'em on a leash and now it's time to let 'em lose Better pray to Jehovah, the game is over Don't ever, ever, ever, ever underestimate Lil' Kim the postergirl of 718 Ride outta town with my nigga, holdin' his weight After it's cooked, chopped them eights the size of plates You bitches ain't been through shit, you just minors What you know about stuffin' half a bricks in your vagina It's the dick licker, it's the... the baby sipper Ain't a bitch alive can make a nigga cum quicker Baby girl pussy get wetter than a shower cap Got my mans back like a Jansport napsack And Queen Bee gon' bring you nothin' but heat Homicide is lookin' for me for killin' this beat You in the wrong department, this the upperclass section and you hoes is startin' to irritate me like a yeast infection Good heavens, somebody get the Monostat 7 And hit me why don'tcha, hit me why don'tcha The boss lady, I hold it down for my babies Rappers better run and hide 'cause here comes the Beehive!
[Verse 2: Reeks] Yo It's your boy, Money Cash, I get love in the streets Breeze in' dro colored Benz's with dutch colored seats Lay in the crib on Tuesdays, duckin' the sweep Nigga jump off, then get pumped off your feet I'm like Rostein, low key and brilliant with numbers I'm tryna blow sticky in Brazil with the Hummer If you spittin' and I'm grippin' this tech Then that's 32 shots, I throwback like Mitchell and Ness Man, I'm a project nigga, still piss on the steps And keep the brim on my fitted a little twist to the left I play the block, fifth in my sweats, reppin' my set It's Rossie from the pharmacy, get it correct
[Chorus: Kim] The Beehive! Fuckin', fuckin' Fuckin' with the Teflon bitch from the Stuy Fuckin' with the Tef-Teflon bitch Beehive! Fuckin' with the Teflon bitch from the Stuy Now putcha hands around your mouth and holler out The Beehive!
[Verse 3: Bunky S.A.] Yo, it's Bunky S to the A, and my guns ain't warm Beatin' niggas close to death with my house slippers on You ain't a thug cocksucka, you a coward to front Fuck your project, your building got flowers in front Every chick I roll with, OZ in the cunt I was OT in Mass, pushin' flower for months Sprinklin' gun powder, all ova the haze on my blunt I spit a hundred and fifty bars when I'm blazin' 'em out 'Cause I can do that with razor blades up in my mouth Forget a hotel, I'm fuckin' shorty right on the couch Any rap shit I ever barked on, to hot to handle And my rims bigger than lower Manhattan manholes Listen up for 2003 tan rover Stash box hold guns like Afgan soldiers Wanna murda 16, we the niggas you call Queen Bee and Gotti Kids, muthafuck all ya'll
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[Verse 4: Vee] (Uh, yo) Im Vee The Kid, that's the name I earned in the streets 'Cause my bars so hot, it be burnin' the beats Melt my pen, I have slugs meltin' your chin When I throw you over the bridge, who helpin' you swim you better wear a metal hat when you rappin' on stage Or have my bullets like e-mail, packin' your waves Or snatch your face off like I'm Nicolas Cage And it could be five of ya'll, puttin' eight in your grave 'Cause niggas think they hard, but they softer than bread When them shells hit your throat, you be coughin' up lead The next step is to off you, dead I'ma cut your fuckin' head off and have Kim auction your head (Beehive) See the kid don't rap for love, I rap for checks Even if I know you, I demand respect And if I put you in the body bag, your man is next The Advakid and Queen Bee gon' leave the game in a mess (The Beehive)
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[Verse 5: Goldie] It's young Goldie, the Advakid, a put you to rest I ride around with two 38's tucked in my sweats A pump in trunk and a nine under the seat Enough ammo to blow the earth from under your feet (Beehive) And we got cake for killas like Hyde and Jeckyl Snippers put red dots on your face like freckles Don't make me have to reach for the lead You'll think the bullets was rain drops how they all hit your head I'm that slim kid that they say is probably hot She only with me 'cause of what she think I probably got Am I gon' be with her for long, probably not Unless you're cute and suck a dick like a lollipop Niggas talk about guns and they just bust caps Niggas talk aboit ki's whey they just flip packs When it come to my money, suggest you gimmie that 'Cause ya'll know bullets fly in pairs like Pitti pat (Beehive)
[Chorus]
Now putcha hands around your mouth and holler out The Beehive!
성질 급한 독자들은-물론 릴킴(Lil' Kim)을 처음 접해본다는 가정 하에-앨범자켓 사진을 보고서 대뜸 필자에게 삿대질부터 할지 모르겠다. 반쯤 벗어제낀 릴킴의 모습은 음악적인 진지함이란 전혀 갖추지 않은, 그저 외양으로 승부를 보는 싸구려 아티스트로 비춰질 수도 있다는 걸 필자도 인정하니까. 굳이 따지자면 릴킴의 지금까지의 행보 중에서 이러한 외적 이미지메이킹 전략이 상당부분을 차지했던 것도 사실은 사실이다. 하지만 이에 대한 비아냥은 본 앨범을 끝까지 감상한 이후로 잠시 미뤄두기로 하자. 릴킴은 주니어 마피아(Junior M.A.F.I.A.)의 일원으로 활약하다가 노토리어스 비아이지(Notorious B.I.G.)와 피디디(P.Diddy)의 후광을 등에 업고 지난 96년 발매한 데뷔앨범 [H...
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