Lil’ Kim, Fabolous - Killin' Em lyrics

(Ohhh) Let's touch the pavement quick
This shit right here is for
The whole East Coast (Ohhh)

Yo what's up girl? Ain't gotta ask it
I dead 'em all now, I buy the caskets
They should arrest you or whoever dressed you
Ain't gon' stress you, but I'ma let you know
Girl you be killin' 'em you be killin' 'em
Girl you be killin' 'em you be killin' 'em
Girl you be killin' 'em you be killin' 'em
Girl you be killin' 'em uh, uh, ohhh

You ain't gotta worry 'bout her
Shorty straight
Been chasin' her for two days, first 48
A bad bitch cost, she worth every cent
She look like the best money
That I ever spent
Just watchin' my cutie-pie get beautified
Make me want better jewels, a newer ride
Louboutin shoes, she got too much pride
Her feet are killin' her
I call it shoe-icide
Looking good has it's sacrifices
Chilly weather bring four
Figure jacket prices
Her body nice, face dime
Give you that iPhone 4, FaceTime
Shorty in the streets, still handle the home
Enough class for wine, still handle Patron
When them other hoes call I
Hand her the phone and she hand 'em the tone
Uh, uh, ohhh

Yo what's up girl? Ain't gotta ask it
I dead 'em all now, I buy the caskets
They should arrest you or whoever dressed you
Ain't gon' stress you, but I'ma let you know
Girl you be killin' 'em you be killin' 'em
Girl you be killin' 'em you be killin' 'em
Girl you be killin' 'em you be killin' 'em
Girl you be killin' 'em uh, uh, ohhh

It's Kimmy Blanco, fly girl mercenary
See the closet like a chinchilla cemetery
Made out of crocodiles
You couldn't find these shoes
On forensic files
(Girl you be killin' 'em) dirt nap time
CPR couldn't bring 'em back, flat line
Polo cardigan, when I yacht cruise
Michael Kors shades, Louis boat shoes
I'm the new trend, I'm what's in
You hoes out of season, Kim's the reason
Gucci bicycle, I'm ridin' on your broads
Prada backpack
Mountain climbin' on you broads
Dior mascara, Laurent lip gloss
Queen Bee 101, I teach you how to floss
Killin' 'em like an abortion place
Somebody wrap they casket in caution tape
Ya done here
Yo what's up girl? Ain't gotta ask it
I dead 'em all now, I buy the caskets
They should arrest you or whoever dressed you
Ain't gon' stress you, but I'ma let you know
Girl you be killin' 'em you be killin' 'em
Girl you be killin' 'em you be killin' 'em
Girl you be killin' 'em you be killin' 'em
Girl you be killin' 'em uh, uh, ohhh
You be killin' 'em (had to let you know)
You be killin' 'em you be killin' 'em
Girl you be killin' 'em uh, uh, ohhh
(all the ladies, to all the ladies)
You be killin' 'em
(I'd like to congratulate you)
You be killin' 'em (congratulations)
You be killin' 'em girl you be killin' 'em

And you just came from the gym clothes
And a fitted cap and some Timbos
And a pair of flats, well trimmed toes
Camera in the mirror, BBM pose
Still killin' em hoes
(I been there, we all been there)
Still killin' em hoes
(That why talkin' is talkin')
Still killin' em hoes
(It's the actions that matter)