Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Durty, artist - Lil' Kim. Date of issue: 08.09.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Durty |
| Due to the fact that there are, some people |
| Like the lady over there said she was |
| Who thinks I’m dirty |
| I really couldn’t give a shit |
| Cause ya’ll by my records |
| Them same ones that be talkin' 'bout I’m dirty |
| Be buyin' my shit and hidin' it |
| While all di dutty nigga dem sit around and judge me |
| All dem a chat bout, don’t even budge me cause |
| Mi no owe nobody no explanation |
| I convert it over to di almighty one |
| When dis bad gyal come out |
| We jus run dem in di morgue and dem caan’t come out |
| Some a di gyal 'em need to jus shut dem mouth |
| Some a di dutty niggas need to jus shut dem… |
| Lil' Kim stay hot |
| Pull up with my nigga in the eighty foot yacht |
| Man this hatin' don’t stop |
| Real recognize real you studio gangstas kill me |
| I know my vets in the game got to feel me |
| Cause from the gate I *brrrr-raaa* down the door |
| Like Eddie Murphy I gave it to you raw |
| Two-piece bikini, Fendi mink draggin' on the floor |
| Kim been the first lady since I dropped Hard Core |
| A lot of these hoes livin' vicariously through me |
| 'Steada doin' them, they’d rather do me |
| Watchin' them is like a Broadway play |
| Sittin' next to the Queen |
| Is the closest they’ll ever get to Brooklyn |
| Why ya’ll frontin' you know who the best be |
| I’m the reason why the game so sexy |
| Tha originator, tha trend creator |
| Bitch, you dun know you haffa respect me |
| I know what you thinkin', she’s such a fuckin' lady |
| Yes I am, that’s right, I was raised that way |
| Now if a man want it, make 'im pay down pan it |
| Man want it, make 'im pay it down |
| Now if a man want it, make 'im pay down pan it |
| Man want it, make 'im pay it down |
| No money no love, sistas, no money no ugh, heard dat |
| No money no love, sistas, no money no ugh |
| So don’t preach to me 'bout singing |
| All I want is mah self respect |
| You see your words don’t mean a thing |
| Show me a man, who neva sin yet, uh-uh |
| The feds pinched me for shootin' |
| But instead they indicted me for my fuckin' music |
| This jealous muthafucker and this prosecutin' dyke bitch |
| Probly go home, listen to How Many Licks |
| Stay away from 5−0, that’s that hiphop cop |
| These cheese eatin' rodents really got the game caught |
| You see when you on top, niggas want what you got |
| Even though they idolize you, they still critisize you |
| So don’t preach to me bout singing, I, I am just a woman |
| You’ve got your feelings I got mine, I’m only human |
| And I gotta go down as a gyal who know how to get it on |
| I’ve gotta go down as a gyal who know how to get it on |
| I’m tryna go down as a gyal who know how to get it on |
| I… gotta go down as a gyal who know how to get it on |
| So if mi waan fi skin out and gwaan like mi bad |
| That’s just between me and mi God |
| And if mi waan fi shack out and gwaan like mi bad |
| That’s just up to me |
| Now if a man want it, make 'im pay down pan it |
| Man want it, make 'im pay it down |
| Now if a man want it, make 'im pay down pan it |
| Mon want it, make 'im pay it down |
| No money no love, sistas, no money no ugh, heard dat |
| No money no love, sistas, no money no ugh |
| So don’t preach to me 'bout singing |
| All I want is mah self respect |