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back stabbers - lil' kim lyrics

smile in your face!
yeaaah!
back stabbers!

intro/chorus
they smile in your face
all the time they wanna take your place
the back stabbers!(back stabbers)

verse 1:(lil kim aka big momma)
the buda got my brain seein my own my blood stains
dental records checkin my remains,it’s hard to explain
first i see ’em then i don’t, they disappear
first she tried to slit my throat,now she ain’t there
i’m seein b-tches in the mirrors behind me
but when i turn around, they hard to find
see a little bit of weed and a little bit of greed
make a b-tch wanna choke me till i bleed
now watch a b-tch breathe from dum-dums
that some young b-m had to bust just for wreck
earn some self-respect,now should i tote a fo’ pound
’cause a clown wants my autograph
broken off that hash i think he wants my cash
the lexus and rings,give a s-x simple and plain
but these b-tches is mad an’ they n-gg-s is bad
so they scheme on a cream,you know
f-ck the hos,b-tches is detrimental,the guns is essential

chorus x 2

verse 2:(lil kim)
i’m having re-occuring dreams-b-tches they want my cream
they wanna be lieutenant so it seems,i can’t sleep
i see an image that keeps movin round and round my bed
the shadow stops,points a glock to my f-ckin head
i grab my pillow,crack the back window
pull out the tre-8,bust three times at the gate
lord have mercy!the devil tryin to curse me
i keeps seeing sh-t that wasn’t there in the first
see b-tches be livin mad fad-they f-ck my man
steal out my crib,then come an’ try an’ shake my hand
yeah man,breakin you down one time
i packs that sh-t for your -ss,chronic for your mind
i keeps it real on all you b-tches,i wish you keep your mind
off my motherf-ckin riches
b-tches,i’m tired of all you hos beggin me for clothes
bank rolls is all i knows,that sh-t is dead chicken-head!

chorus x 2

verse 3:(lil kim)
the morning’s finally here,d-mn!what should i wear?
time to get dressed and do my hair,once again it’s on
somebody’s knockin at my door,but when i walk across the floor
just ope’ it up,the motherf-cker’s gone
i’m hearing voices in the back of my mind
better grab my 2,’cause this fool might get outta line
i guess it’s time to test this bullet-proof dress
from putting holes up in my chest
i’m lookin through the peep-hole to recognise the face
i see three b-tches and still i got to play it safe
i hope my dress come in handy,but when i open the door
three little girls selling candy,ya see b-tches is jealous
of little kim because my click is thicker than the rest of them
all i wanna do is be rich and stay that b-tch
clock dough on the law,y’know?

chorus to fade

- lil kim lyrics

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