Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jet Fuel, artist - Lil' Kim. Date of issue: 22.07.2021
Song language: English
Jet Fuel |
| I got pounds of the purple weed, it look potpourri |
| Flyest bitch in the room, you lil bitches can’t fuck with me |
| And I’m drowning in this money, ain’t no fucking boat for me (Yuh) |
| A1 all the time 'cause I’m fucking saucy |
| Kim K riding shotgun, please, I’m fucking 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, bitch we sellin' pies |
| Breakin' bitches, 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 bitch like a Kit-Kat |
| It’s money in the mattress, I be fucking up a check |
| I don’t sleep on the paper, so she don’t fuck with the rest |
| Thinking that fell off, you got me fucked up (Got me fucked up) |
| I got friends, I got shooters, they gon' bust, bust (They gon' bust) |
| , why your mans, he wanna fuck, fuck (He wanna fuck) |
| He call me Wednesday 'cause I’m his crush, crush (I'm his crush) |
| Queen bitch, rich forever, you got me fucked up (You got me fucked up) |
| Ridin' round, 20 Ps, in the truck, truck (In the truck) |
| Y’all niggas fucking MILFs, I’m a motherfucker (I'm a motherfucker) |
| They say, «You still live in a mansion?"I'm like yup, yup (Yeah) |
| I gotta, you know these niggas 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 bitch 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, bitch we sellin' pies |
| Breakin' bitches, 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 bitch like a Kit-Kat |
| It’s money in the mattress, I be fucking up a check |
| I don’t sleep on the paper, so she don’t fuck with the rest |
| Thinking that fell off, you got me fucked up (Got me fucked up) |
| I got friends, I got shooters, they gon' bust, bust (They gon' bust) |
| , why your mans, he wanna fuck, fuck (He wanna fuck) |
| He call me Wednesday 'cause I’m his crush, crush (I'm his crush) |
| Queen bitch, rich forever, you got me fucked up (You got me fucked up) |
| Ridin' round, 20 Ps, in the truck, truck (In the truck) |
| Y’all niggas fucking MILFs, I’m a motherfucker (I'm a motherfucker) |
| They say, «You still live in a mansion?"I'm like yup, yup (Yeah) |