Luyện nghe bài hát Lil' Kim, Lil' Cease, Notorious B.I.G.---Crush On You

Intro: Cease

(uhh... uh-huh)
Lil' (uhh... uh-hah, Queen Bee)
Uhh (uh-huh, me)
Uhh, it (Lil' Kim)

Verse One: Lil'

Yo I be buyin em V's, so all my girls be eyein
Comin backstage, to get pleased
You got me, I rock thee, Versace and
While you stop your wit bunch of foxy women
Why you speed ball with cards, that's
I get clothes, custom made, a stylist
Cruise in my Lexus with no mileage
While you walk the street until your feet get
Take you on a high, like a pilot
It be all good, toss your clothes a salad
it's all over put your vote in my ballot
It's my diner, I'm Mel, and Alice
a night, in Lil' Cease palace
It be all good as long as you act childish
While you standin there with the in your cup
If worse come to keep this on the hush, uhh

Hook: B.I.G.

I know you me on the video (true)
I know you heard me on the (true)
But you still don't pay me no
Listenin to your girlfriends mention
He's a slut, he's a hoe, he's a
Got a different girl day of the week
cool, not tryin to put a rush on you
I had to let you know I got a crush on you

Verse Two: Kim

Aiyyo shorty, you go get a bag of the lethal
be undressed in the bra all see through
While you count your thinkin I'ma cheat you
The only one I wanna do is freak you
Keep your sets, I got my own baguettes
And I'll be doin that you won't regret
Lil Kim the Queen Bee, so you best heed
Shall I (Yes indeed!)
I'ma throw shade, if I can't get
you up to your girl like the Army grenade
You can slide on my ice the Escapade
And itchy-gitchy-yaya the marmalade
Who me? Not you, oh yes, he?
I even dig yo' style, but I love yo' profile
Whisper in your ear and get you all up
But don't blush, keep this on the hush

Verse Three: Cease, Lil' Kim

While you to catch Sea Breeze, I'm in the PV's
All chrome D3's, out TV's
CD's with crazy bass, keep my lady
Don't be fooled by the baby
I hope ya not, cause your got me hot
one plan, that's to rise to the top
I you before, when I first pursued
I a interlude, in the nude

You know I love the way you feel-a, sip my
Works the dealers, all in chinchila
Heat up the clutch, deluxe
Then we speed down the hutch, trees in the dutch
I'm not the one you sleep wit, to eat
Want a cheap trick? Better go to FreakNik
You got to hit me off, buy girl gifts of course
So I look slick, in my six, my Christian LaCroix

(repeat 4X to fade)