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Smile in your face!
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Yeaaah!
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Back Stabbers!
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INTRO/CHORUS
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They smile in your face
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All the time they wanna take your place
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The back stabbers!(Back stabbers)
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VERSE 1:(LIL KIM AKA BIG MOMMA)
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The Buda got my brain seein my own my blood stains
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Dental records checkin my remains,it's hard to explain
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First I see 'em then I don't, they disappear
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First she tried to slit my throat,now she ain't there
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I'm seein bitches in the mirrors behind me
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But when I turn around, they hard to find
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See a little bit of weed and a little bit of greed
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Make a bitch wanna choke me till I bleed
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Now watch a bitch breathe from dum-dums
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That some young bum had to bust just for wreck
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Earn some self-respect,now should I tote a fo' pound
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'Cause a clown wants my autograph
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Broken off that hash I think he wants my cash
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The Lexus and rings,give a sex simple and plain
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But these bitches is mad an' they niggas is bad
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So they scheme on a CREAM,you know
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Fuck the hos,bitches is detrimental,the guns is essential
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CHORUS x 2
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VERSE 2:(LIL KIM)
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I'm having re-occuring dreams-bitches they want my CREAM
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They wanna be lieutenant so it seems,I can't sleep
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I see an image that keeps movin round and round my bed
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The shadow stops,points a Glock to my fuckin head
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I grab my pillow,crack the back window
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pull out the tre-8,bust three times at the gate
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LORD have mercy!The devil tryin to curse me
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I keeps seeing shit that wasn't there in the first
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See bitches be livin mad fad-they fuck my man
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Steal out my crib,then come an' try an' shake my hand
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Yeah man,breakin you down one time
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I packs that shit for your ass,Chronic for your mind
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I keeps it real on all you bitches,I wish you keep your mind
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Off my motherfuckin riches
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Bitches,I'm tired of all you hos beggin me for clothes
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Bank rolls is all I knows,that shit is dead chicken-head!
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CHORUS x 2
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VERSE 3:(LIL KIM)
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The morning's finally here,damn!What should I wear?
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Time to get dressed and do my hair,once again it's on
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Somebody's knockin at my door,but when I walk across the floor
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Just ope' it up,the motherfucker's gone
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I'm hearing voices in the back of my mind
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Better grab my 2,'cause this fool might get outta line
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I guess it's time to test this bullet-proof dress
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From putting holes up in my chest
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I'm lookin through the peep-hole to recognise the face
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I see three bitches and still I got to play it safe
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I hope my dress come in handy,but when I open the door
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Three little girls selling candy,ya see bitches is jealous
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Of Little Kim because my click is thicker than the rest of them
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All I wanna do is be rich and stay that bitch
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Clock dough on the law,y'know?
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CHORUS TO FADE
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Back Stabbers
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Junior M.A.F.I.A. |