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

Intro: Lil'

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

One: Lil' Cease

Yo I be buyin em V's, so all my be eyein Cease
Comin backstage, dyin to get
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, made, from a stylist
in my Lexus Land with no mileage
While you walk the street until your get calloused
Take you on a natural high, a pilot
It be all good, toss clothes like a salad
When it's all over put your vote in my
It's my diner, I'm Mel, and Alice
Spend a night, in Lil' palace
It be all good as as you don't act childish
While you there with the Crist' in your cup
If worse to worse keep this on the hush, uhh

Hook: B.I.G.

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

Verse Two: Kim

Aiyyo shorty, won't you go get a bag of the
I'll be in the bra all see through
While you count your jewels I'ma cheat you
The only one thing I wanna do is you
Keep stone sets, I got my own baguettes
And I'll be doin things that you won't
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 girl like the Army
You can slide on my ice like the
And with the marmalade
Who me? Not you, oh yes, he?
I dig yo' man's style, but I love yo' profile
Whisper in ear and get you all shook up
But don't blush, keep this on the hush

Verse Three: Cease, Lil' Kim

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

You know I love the way you feel-a, sip my
Works from the dealers, all in
Heat up the clutch, deluxe
we speed down the hutch, breakin 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, with my Christian

(repeat 4X to fade)