Fuck You Chords by Lil' Kim

[Verse]
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Nine shots greet ya greet ya hang with Lil' Ceaseah
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But don't sling pizza pizza
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The gat carryin' rap barbarian
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Ninetysix Blake Carrington
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I brings the most dangerous diseases


[Chorus]
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Trife please MC's of all types
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Homosexuals dykes intellectuals like my flow my charm
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Wifey on the arm and stay fucking other bitches
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Style never switches
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Inhale exhale bail Nino Brown out
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For shootin' up a townhouse in Hempstead kids fled


[Verse]
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Rumors was dead no beef with no cliques
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Niggas don't want shit Trife impresses
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Lexus GS's chicks in iceberg dresses
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Who the best is MAFIA
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But faggot niggas wanna spoil it
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Stop me from having marble faucets and gold toilets
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I force it down your throat like sodomy mama proud of me
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'cause I stopped killing niggas for free
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Uh uh
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The Anne Klein sportin' coke snortin' niggas lovely
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I keep my pussy Fresh like Doug E watch the show
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As my flow bubble over like Mo's and Cristal's


[Chorus]
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Ain't scared to bust my pistal sippin' hard on Cristal
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Dream accounts large amounts
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'cause Frank don't play with lye money get high money
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Ready to die Grady no if's and's or maybe's


[Verse]
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I'm not your average lady put that on my three hundred and eighty
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Me and my bitch catch flights to Texas
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Niggas call us Crystal and Alexis
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Bump into some hoes that be in Houston boostin'
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Trunk full of Donna Karan in the rental LeBaron
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Uh who us
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We just swervin' in the dark blue Suburban
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Drinking Bourbon with Heinekens for the chaser
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Police'll never chase us we too fly for that
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Processed and fingerprinted we too dime for that


[Chorus]
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I be flirtin' for certain wearing short skirts and
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But ain't no dicks insertin' see that's the difference
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Between me and other bitches they fuck to get they riches
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I fuck to bust a nut Lil' Kim not a slut
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I gotta reputation to look out for
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Plus my boss is a outlaw
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Uh motherfuckers think they tough guys
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Motherfuckers better hold hands stepping up
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Faggot ass motherfuckers
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They really ain't no true players ■ 


[Verse]
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Death comes to those that oppose the clique
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■  Dickriders get off the dick
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'cause Larceny got guns for y'all
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And if I get bagged my lawyers got tons of ones for y'all
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Catching cases niggas pull they macs out
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Niggas getting mad 'cause I dug they backs out


[Chorus]
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Then I blacks out start shooting kids
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Cribs is vicious making my escape jumping bridges
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Malicious sometimes the danger taste delicious
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Rule number three don't take love from no bitches
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You know what makes me much stronger than you
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I can take pain much longer than you


[End]
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So what you gon' do when I run up in that asscrease
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How you wanna spit a grease