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Money Talks
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featuring Andrea Martin, Lil' Cease, Trife
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Just Tim-baland, and Lil' Kim (na na nahh-nah)
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Just Tim-baland, and Lil' Kim (uh, uh-huh, what)
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Just Tim-baland, and Lil' Kim (na na nahh-nah)
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Just Tim-baland, and Lil' Kim (uh, uh-huh, what)
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Yo, yo yo yo, this joint is strictly for heavyweighters
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not them playa haters, knahmsayin?
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Cause in the Commission, you ask for permission to hit em, uhh
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Verse One: Lil' Kim
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My man Blake flew me to the Erie Lake
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Introduced me to this heavyweighter, called hisself Drake
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First mistake, Jesus piece was fake
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But wait, he got singles in his cake, I ain't fuckin with him
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Number one rule, always keep your cool, even though
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you ain't a fool, and you see right through the nigga, how he figure?
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If he holdin less than six
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He gonna get the seven digits or visit, numbers in my Wizard?
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Duke ain't even worth the space
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Glass shoes and igloos put him dead in his place
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Damn Blake, can't tell this cat is a snake?
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I got 20/20 vision (uhh) funny money vision (uh-huh)
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No dough, no show, dodo, that's a no-no
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Just some famous words from the late Frank White
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I blink right, if your bank tight
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Duke wanted me to work for him, even flirt for him
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Wear a short skirt for him, he don't know
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I'ma end up hurtin him at the end of the day
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Shit, I got bills to pay, and it ain't my fault
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If money talk and bullshit walk, round one
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Chorus: Andrea Martin
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I'm in love wit ta mon, nearly twice my age
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I want to give it up anyway, because it more pay
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More time, more money, have it your way
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(repeat 2X)
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Know de money and the lovin is my style
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Me a forget it tonight
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Verse Two: Lil' Kim
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Mmm... uhh, UHH, uhh, uhh
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The play starts at 8:00, let's hit the venue
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Invited his man, and some bitch named Kendall
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Tried to style on em, shoes with the crocadile on em
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But the nigga still was corny, he bore me
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His preference was more sorta like soccer
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Me, I do operas with the Mali and the vodka
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out in Cali gettin proper, and I, betcha fifty
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My whole commitee stay shitty ask Smitty with the Desert E's
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One glance at the Benz-y make ya freeze
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Please, I got a mil on these, whatchu talkin? I...
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hate this nigga in the worst way
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And I didn't wanna be here in the first place
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But uhh, It's just vendetta for my man
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Do anything for the fam, I'ma go along with the plan
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Tryin hard not to throw him off
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And I know he soft, when I cough, it's to cover up a lie
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and the lie keep me full of empathy
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So when I shit on this nigga, he gon' still pamper me
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I see, this nigga ain't about nuttin, cause he keep frontin
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He must be up to somethin, round em up, here I come
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Uhhh
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Chorus
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Verse Three: Lil' Kim, Trife, Lil' Cease
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As the evening winds down, I'm making sure
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that my milli got rounds, plane ticket back to town, now
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I picked the place, Umberto's of course it's
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Italian where they confiscate, burners in they office
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Metamorphis anywhere, any year, who dare
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They the mob and they don't care, and I swear, while I'm
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contemplatin thinkin about later
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Here come the waiter with the phone in the tray, anyways
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"Is there a Queen in the house?" How could he say this out his mouth?
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I'm the only black chick with diamonds this thick, hopin
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it's my nigga Blake C.
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Cause sometimes these cat's like to fool you
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Check it, let me school you
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Remember when I said those niggaz robbed Leo
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Rolled on him, stuck him up in the black Geo
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They was creole, used to be a tight trio
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Til one fled with the dough, what's his name? (Rio!)
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I was a girlie lover, smooth undercover
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Played they hoes in tight clothes like they was no other
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Dumbin like the Jungle Brothers, til they caught me for my gems
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All I'm sayin is what he did to me, do it to him, is you straight?
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[Lil' Kim]
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You late, duct tape and cable rope
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Once I wrap it round his throat it's all she wrote, uhhhwha (oh oh)
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nah nah nah nah (oh oh)
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whookie whookie whooooo! (oh oh)
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(oh oh oh) nah nah nah nah
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(oh oh) wha!
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(oh oh oh) nah nah nah nah (oh oh)
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(oh oh oh) nah nah nah nah wha
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[bullshit walks, money talks]
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(oh oh oh) nah nah nah nah wha
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[bullshit walks, money talks]
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(oh oh oh) wha uh nah nah nah nah
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[uh, gotta get that money man, moeny talks]
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(oh oh oh) nah nah nah nah wha
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[bullshit walks, money talks]
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(oh oh oh) nah nah nah nah wha
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[bullshit walks, money talks]
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Money Talks
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| lil` kim |
