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

Intro: Cease

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

Verse One: Cease

Yo I be em V's, so all my girls be eyein Cease
Comin backstage, dyin to get
You got me, I rock thee, Versace and
you stop your grinnin wit bunch of foxy women
Why you ball with cards, that's invalid
I get clothes, custom made, a stylist
Cruise in my Lexus with no mileage
While you walk the street until feet get calloused
Take you on a natural high, like a
It be all good, toss your like a salad
When all over put your vote in my ballot
It's my diner, I'm Mel, and you're
Spend a night, in Lil' Cease
It be all good as long as you don't act
While you there with the Crist' in your cup
If worse come to worse keep on the hush, uhh

Hook: B.I.G.

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

Verse Lil' Kim

shorty, won't you go get a bag of the lethal
I'll be undressed in the bra all see
you count your jewels thinkin I'ma cheat you
The one thing I wanna do is freak you
Keep stone 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
I proceed? (Yes indeed!)
I'ma throw shade, if I can't get
Blow you up to your like the Army grenade
You can slide on my ice like the
And itchy-gitchy-yaya the marmalade
Who me? Not you, oh yes, he?
I even dig yo' style, but I love yo' profile
in your ear and get you all shook up
But don't blush, just this on the hush

Verse Three: Lil' Cease, Kim

While you tryin to Sea Breeze, I'm in the PV's
All D3's, decked out TV's
CD's with bass, keep my lady laced
Don't be fooled by the baby
I hope ya not, your thighs got me hot
Only one plan, that's to to the top
I told you before, when I first
I want a interlude, in the

You know I love the way you feel-a, sip my
from 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
a cheap trick? Better go down to FreakNik
You got to hit me off, buy this girl gifts of
So I look slick, in my six, my Christian LaCroix

(repeat 4X to fade)