Lil' Kim - Bag

People looking at me different, people looking at me funny
Had to put some distance, had to keep these stank niggas from me
I've been gone for a minute 'cause I was getting to the money
Came from the gutter like a bum boy
Fuck niggas, get money, still, that's the protocol
Yes sir, I'm still hardcore
Numero uno, but you know a bitch'll still draw for her
My fans want an encore

Beach house overseas, that's the meaning of a north shore
I used to move that white boy, Justin Bieber
You a atheist, I'll make you a believer
Mink dragging on the floor, I'm sayin' fuck PETA like Tara and Amina
I know people wanna see me fall
So I don't fuck with anyone at all
Money'll run from you if you chase it
Just sit back and have some patience
I be dodging them shots like the Matrix
Queen of diamonds, sippin' aces
Got the money in a chokehold, blue faces
And some more mills comin', I can taste it, yeah

Give me that bag, give me that bag
All I want is that bag
Give me the bag, give me that bag
I came back for the bag
Give me that bag, give me that bag



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