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Lil' Kim - Countin Money

Pardon My Fragrance I Smell Just Like The Dealer Ship,
Yeeh We In The Same Whip But Your Car Is Rented bitch,
Yeeh We In The Same Club But We On Some Different shit
We In V.I.P Poppin' Bottles Just To spill The shit
Uh' Poppin'Bottles Just To spill The shit, Hold Up?!
I Think I Gotta EXTRA Clip, You Know Kim Realest bitch Up In The Industry [x3]
Matter Fact I'm The Realest bitch Up In The Streets
Ask Ya Man I'm The Realest bitch Up In The Sheets,
I Don't Keep It 100 I keep It Ah G,
You Know I switch My man Like Eerry Week He Actin' Up Then It's (On To The Next One [x2])
On To The Next One On To The Fresh One V.V.S. Stones An You Know I Got That F1,
Bitche's Throwin' Shots They Gon fuck Around An Catch One!
It's The Queen bitch Yeeh I'm Flyer Than The Jet-Sons!
That's Mean I'm Futuristic Call Coop Mike Vivins It's That New Edition
When The Boss bitch Talks You should Sit An Listen
Take Notes Pay Attention
That's What Seperates The Fakest From The Realest bitch!

What we do with it?
Countin money, mits, countin money, mits, countin money, mits
What we do with it?
Countin money, mits, countin money, mits, countin money, mits
What we do with it?
Count money, mits, count money, mits, count money, mits
What we do with it?
Countin money, mits, countin money, mits, countin money, mits

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