Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song B-Legit , by - B-Legit. Song from the album Tryin' To Get A Buck, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 27.02.1995
Record label: Block Movement
Song language: English
B-Legit |
| I-I-I'm the shit With no makeup Don’t have to curl my hair up All this booty |
| here mine I’m a dolla worth a dime Real bosses stand up Ladies throw your hands |
| up And say I know I’m cute |
| I know I’m fly |
| You ask me why Cause I’m the shit |
| Beat 'em like they stole something Beat 'em like they stole something All this |
| booty here got them dreaming Let me hold something Lemme lemme hear that boy |
| Lemme lemme rear that boy Let me get the most expensive car |
| And let me steer that boy Real big pretty titty Shut down any city If you want |
| the kit kitty Gotta get the key for me All new everything Plus pay the rent fo' |
| me |
| If we in the wilderness Bitches pitch a tent for me Tent for me, tent for me, |
| get my body Long hair no make up doing pilates Those niggas don’t stand on my |
| damn zanotti’s |
| All them bitches is my sons but who’s the daddy? |
| I-I graduate with honors I ball Nate O' Conner |
| I did a freestyle then I got a shoutout from Obama Yes, Yes I am ill |
| I go in for the kill Hoes is my sons birth control I am on the pill What I |
| gotta do what I gotta do to 'em Step up in the club everybody like who 'dem |
| Girls, girls, me and my girls Watcha done did I need some referrals |
| Motherfuckers know I’m the shit legit And if a motherfucker don’t he can suck |
| my dick I tell 'em everybody else is my opposite I put 'em on the gang give 'em |
| 5 percent |
| I-I-I'm the shit With no makeup Don’t have to curl my hair up All this booty |
| here mine I’m a dolla worth a dime Real bosses stand up Ladies throw your hands |
| up And say I know I’m cute |
| I know I’m fly |
| You ask me why Cause I’m the shit |
| I’m like really famous |
| I got a famous anus No, not Famous Amos |
| All this famous heinous Lemme lemme hear that boy Lemme lemme rear that boy All |
| this money coming in But I never share that boy No lipstick no lashes out But I |
| got a real big ol' ratchet though I said dude yo dude you packing out He said |
| he want good box like Pacquiao I said well my name Nicki and it’s nice to meet |
| ya |
| If ya really wanna know I give ya my procedure Got a whole bunch of pretty gang |
| in my clique And we looking for some ballers alopecia |
| I hate wack niggas I should really slap niggas These niggas tripping when I put |
| them on the map niggas How you gonna break that How you gonna fake that Ain’t |
| at no wedding but all my girls caked high Sleeping on me no mattress though I’m |
| a burn the beat down no matches though No they can’t keep up they molasses slow |
| I’m the greatest Queens bitch with the cash’s flow |
| L-L-Looking at me like it’s my fault |
| T-T-Trying take sneak pictures with their i |
| Phone |
| I like independent bitches like July 4th |
| Now that’s what young Harriet died for |
| I-I-I'm the shit |
| With no makeup |
| Don’t have to curl my hair up |
| All this booty here mine |
| I’m a dolla worth a dime |
| Real bosses stand up |
| Ladies throw your hands up |
| And say I know I’m cute |
| I know I’m fly |
| You ask me why |
| Cause I’m the shit |