Mr. Bristal - s** My D**k lyrics

[Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh To all my motherf**in' gettin' money hoes Used to sellin' clothes And all my ghetto b**hes in the projects Coming through like bulldozers No, we ain't sober Bum b**hes know better than to start sh** n***as love a hard b**h One that get up in a n***a's a**, quicker than an enema Make a cat bleed then sprinkle it with vinegar Kidnap the senator Make him call his wife and say he never coming home Kim got him in a zone beating they dicks Even got some of these straight chicks rubbing their tits [laughs] What? I'm loving this sh** Queen b**h! What b**h you know can thug it like this? Imagine if I was dude and hittin' cats from the back With no strings attached Yeah n***a, picture that! I treat y'all n***as like y'all treat us No Doubt! Ay yo, yo Come here so I can bust in ya mouth [Hook - Lil' Kim (Mr. Bristal)] (Ay yo, come on here b**h) n***a fu*k YOU (No, fu*k YOU b*tch) Who you talking to? (Why you actin' like a b*tch?) Cause y'all n***as ain't sh** And if I was dude I'd tell y'all to s** my dick [Repeat Hook] [Lil' Kim] No, no, no, no All I wanna do is get my p**y s**ed (n***a!) Count a million bucks in the back of an armor truck While I get you f**ed up off the T.O.N.Y The BX, the chron-chron And the list goes on and on (On and on and on) Like Erykah Badu Once he drink the Remy down Ooh I got this n***a now He asked me did I love him I said what came to mind like n***as be doing Yeah baby, I love you long time Look I ain't tryin' to s** ya I might not even f** ya Just lay me on this bed and give me some head Got the camcord layin' in the drawer where he can't see Can't wait to show my girls he s**ed the piss out my p**y Been doin' this for years, no need to practice Take lessons from the Queen and you'll know how to mack this n***as know he gave me all his cake I peeled the Benji's off and threw the singles back in his face [Repeat Hook (2x)] [Lil' Kim] I'm gonna keep it real For the dough I might k** I'm tryna see my face on a hundred dollar bill Met this dude name Jaleel at this Zab Judah fight He said he'd pay me ten grand just to belly dance Cum all on his pants I met him at the studio He showed up with his homeboy named Julio I said 'Whoa! Who's the other guy?' Hope you know you paying extra for this f**in' third eye Something about him, I knew he was a phony Put the burner in his mouth 'Fool, Give me my money!' He was just a n***a frontin' like he knew mad stars In his homeboy's whips like he got mad cars n***as ain't sh** but they still can trick All they can do for me is s** my clit I'm jumpin' the f** up after I cum Thinkin' they gon' get some p**y but they gets none [Repeat Hook fade out]