Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Whoa, artist - Lil' Kim. Album song The Naked Truth, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 25.09.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Whoa |
| My niggas, pull triggers, stack figures whoa whoa whoa |
| Snitch niggas, broke niggas not my niggas no no no |
| In the club we, sippin Dom P, sittin lovely oh whoa whoa |
| Sexy ladies, goin crazy, cause the beat’s like whoa whoa whoa |
| Fresh out the federal building |
| To Bentley Coupes with the convertible ceilings |
| It’s the black widow, call me Miss White |
| I done been through it all, shootouts and fistfights |
| Brooklyn bitch, you go wrong I get right |
| Back with a classic, now gimme six mics |
| Can’t reach me on the phone, then send a bitch a kite |
| Man I do’s it in heels or a pair of crisp Nikes |
| Stand behind Martin Luther King, but I’m more like Malcolm X |
| Guerillas beatin on they chest, get it right on Malcolm X |
| Just keep the peace, cause if cowards show me disrespect |
| My niggas put his soul to rest and I don’t wanna see you stressed |
| Champagne at my campaign, Kim for mayor |
| Told you I’m the same bitch from the escalator |
| And I ain’t trippin off you rats and investigators |
| Get your envelopes, time to address the haters |
| My niggas, pull triggers, stack figures whoa whoa whoa |
| Snitch niggas, broke niggas not my niggas no no no |
| In the club we, sippin Dom P, sittin lovely oh whoa whoa |
| Sexy ladies, goin crazy, cause the beat’s like whoa whoa whoa |
| Me and my team, we tryin to own casinos |
| So we can all cop dreams like Pacino’s |
| Come through in the oh-six Benz-itos |
| The feds tryin to shut us down like Nino |
| We keep it goin man, we keep it goin man |
| Won’t stop, can’t gotta keep it goin man |
| See I do it for the fans, they’ll never understand |
| While they goin off course, me I’m stickin to the plan |
| Feel the movement, it’s a whole new crew |
| FUCK Junior M.A.F.I.A., that chapter is through |
| Them faggots done did somethin that they cain’t undo |
| Whoever ridin with 'em they can get one too |
| Coulda copped to a one to three do |
| Still took it to trial, even though I blew |
| Brooklyn style, that’s how we do it |
| Ill gangsters and ain’t got to prove it |
| My niggas, pull triggers, stack figures whoa whoa whoa |
| Snitch niggas, broke niggas not my niggas no no no |
| In the club we, sippin Dom P, sittin lovely oh whoa whoa |
| Sexy ladies, goin crazy, cause the beat’s like whoa whoa whoa |
| Now a party ain’t a party 'til the Queen come through |
| You know where I go, man the team come too |
| Pull up in the Phantom or the V-1−2 |
| Lil' Kim’s that girl, even got her own shoe |
| In the club with my clique though, glass full of Crist-al |
| In the jail jumpsuit, still a bad bitch though |
| Rose from the ghetto it was hard from the get go |
| Then I showed the hood the world ain’t just made for rich folk |
| Get’cha little dance up, BK stand up |
| Straight to the dancefloor, everybody hands up |
| Throw it up, get down, fellas hold your pants up |
| Ladies throw it right back, tell that nigga man up |
| My niggas, pull triggers, stack figures whoa whoa whoa |
| Snitch niggas, broke niggas not my niggas no no no |
| In the club we, sippin Dom P, sittin lovely oh whoa whoa |
| Sexy ladies, goin crazy, cause the beat’s like whoa whoa whoa |