Jet Fuel (Explicit)-Lil' Kim

Jet Fuel (Explicit)

歌手:Lil' Kim

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时间:2021-07-23

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Jet Fuel (Explicit) - Lil' Kim (莉儿金)

Lyrics by:Kimberly Jones (Lil' Kim)

Thinking that fell off you got me f**ked up

Got me f**ked up

I got friends I got shooters they gon' bust bust

They gon' bust

Why your mans he wanna f**k f**k

He wanna f**k

He call me Wednesday 'cause I'm his crush crush

I'm his crush

Queen b***h rich forever you got me f**ked up

You got me f**ked up

Ridin' round 20 Ps in the truck truck

In the truck

Y'all n***as f**king MILFs I'm a motherf**ker

I'm a motherf**ker

They say"You still live in a mansion"

I'm like yup yup

Yeah

B***h this ain't no glow for me I'm trappin' d**e-ally

Ayy

I got pounds of the purple w**d it look potpourri

Flyest b***h in the room you lil b***hes can't f**k with me

And I'm drowning in this money ain't no f**king boat for me

Yuh

A1 all the time 'cause I'm f**king saucy

Kim K riding shotgun please I'm f**king bossy

Ol' boy say he love me but his shorty ain't no me

Oh lil homie ballin' but I'm way too out his league

Yeah ooh forty glizzy on me but it ain't shy

Like Marie Calendar b***h we sellin' pies

Breakin' b***hes can't be mobbin' I got ties

Hundred pounds of OG we let it fly

Please don't bring me 'round your friend

'Cause I'ma hit that

Thought it was sweet until I broke the b***h like a Kit-Kat

It's money in the mattress I be f**king up a check

I don't sleep on the paper so she don't f**k with the rest

Thinking that fell off you got me f**ked up

Got me f**ked up

I got friends I got shooters they gon' bust bust

They gon' bust

Why your mans he wanna f**k f**k

He wanna f**k

He call me Wednesday 'cause I'm his crush crush

I'm his crush

Queen b***h rich forever you got me f**ked up

You got me f**ked up

Ridin' round 20 Ps in the truck truck

In the truck

Y'all n***as f**king MILFs I'm a motherf**ker

I'm a motherf**ker

They say"You still live in a mansion"

I'm like yup yup

Yeah

I gotta you know these n***as they gon' call for me

I don't talk for free let Georgie talk for me

Woah woah

I don't gotta cut my old school

He gon' whip that four for me

Skrrt skrrt

Gotta goon that'll kill for me

Brrr

Call that hood chivalry

Ayy

And the clique keep going

Where

Up up and we going

Gone

Like Siamese they joined

Yeah

To the plate filet mignon

Ayy

'TIl my new car hit high speed

Skrrt skrrt

'Cause b***h car be foreign

Yeah

I'm in a new city like I'm tourin'

Ayy

Abracadabra get it going

Louis

Oh forty glizzy on me but it ain't shy

Like Marie Calendar b***h we sellin' pies

Breakin' b***hes can't be mobbin' I got ties

Hundred pounds of OG we let it fly

Please don't bring me 'round your friend 'cause I'ma hit that

Thought it was sweet until I broke the b***h like a Kit-Kat

It's money in the mattress I be f**king up a check

I don't sleep on the paper so she don't f**k with the rest

Thinking that fell off you got me f**ked up

Got me f**ked up

I got friends I got shooters they gon' bust bust

They gon' bust

Why your mans he wanna f**k f**k

He wanna f**k

He call me Wednesday 'cause I'm his crush crush

I'm his crush

Queen b***h rich forever you got me f**ked up

You got me f**ked up

Ridin' round 20 Ps in the truck truck

In the truck

Y'all n***as f**king MILFs I'm a motherf**ker

I'm a motherf**ker

They say"You still live in a mansion" I'm like yup yup

Yeah

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