Lil’ Kim - M.A.F.I.A. Land lyrics
[Lil’ Kim - M.A.F.I.A. Land lyrics]
Yeah, uhh in the MAFIA's land, y'all
Where loyalty is everything
The MAFIA forgives, but never forgets
Heh, let me tell you
In the MAFIA's land where there's
One boss and one clan yes mans
They surround us like steaks in pans
All 'em wanna be the man
Right hands wash the left hands
Loyalty's priority in this fam
Where life's initiated
Ain't no givin' it back
Once you in it, like Bennett
You'll soon be lieutenant
Like me, the Don Juan, that's Yvonne
The sweat-a the money getter
Coppin' mad cheddar
Stevie was Wondering how I
Got in this position
One day Frank was fishin' for competition
Expedition
Number one, his name is Barry Madanno
Push the phat Milano
'96 stick-shift 'cross the Verrazano
I lay gently in the Bentley
Through binoculars he seemed popular
Givenchy socks, Cartier coolats
H-class rocks and charms like Bohemians
Sick like leukemians, receding hairlines
Watch how genuine this gold mine recline
When Frank pops the wine, I cocks the nine
Niggas peeped it from behind and
Slipped they clips in quick
One chick named Nick thought she was the shit
Tried to play Big Poppa, don't worry
Minutes before I drop her
The blow! blow! blow!
Like a parolee, the bitch violated
So how you like it: coffins or cremated?
It ain't a day of my life that rolls by
That I don't get high, sit back, and wan' cry
I used to roll hard with tons of bitches
Now, it's just me and my niggas
It ain't a day of my life that rolls by
That I don't get high, sit back, and wan' cry
I used to roll hard with tons of bitches
Now, it's just me and my niggas
Street murderers, thug parasites
We official, no fake gators
Coppin' firearms with dud missles
We leavin' scar tissues
That nigga Barry still aggy about that slut
Mob nigga, what! threw the gang sign up
The nigga chuckles, just slip the loot
On my belt buckles and
Cracked his middle knuckles
Damn! How could a deal for a couple mill
Result to such violence
And throw our whole shit off balance?
But still, they pat me down from all angles
Trapped inside the Devil's triangle
Like Bo I had the Jangles
And movin' slow to slide up on these Mexicans
One cross-eyed and hunchbacked
The other must be mixed with Black
The third nigga had missin'
Teeth and tattoo teardrops
Long hair, chest felt like a bag of rocks
Before this chops
I grabbed the keys to locks
The jewels and the rocks
The cream in the box, et cetera, et cetera
And it don't stop
I got away with everything
The cash and the stash
It ain't a day of my life that rolls by
That I don't get high, sit back, and wan' cry
I used to roll hard with tons of bitches
Now, it's just me and my niggas
It ain't a day of my life that rolls by
That I don't get high, sit back, and wan' cry
I used to roll hard with tons of bitches
Now, it's just me and my niggas
So now I'm titled, mission accomplished
My man was astonished
He looked as if there was a
Foul aroma in the air
Stinkin! I know this nigga's thinkin'
"Damn! She too little, too pretty, too quiet
The bitch is hired, " mob's wife for life
Diamond heist with Trife
Contracts on your life
We increase the price, uhh
So guess who the bitch is?
But for now I be the mistress
It ain't a day of my life that rolls by
That I don't get high, sit back, and wan' cry
I used to roll hard with tons of bitches
Now, it's just me and my niggas
It ain't a day of my life that rolls by
That I don't get high, sit back, and wan' cry
I used to roll hard with tons of bitches
Now, it's just me and my niggas
Where loyalty is everything
The MAFIA forgives, but never forgets
Heh, let me tell you
In the MAFIA's land where there's
One boss and one clan yes mans
They surround us like steaks in pans
All 'em wanna be the man
Right hands wash the left hands
Loyalty's priority in this fam
Where life's initiated
Ain't no givin' it back
Once you in it, like Bennett
You'll soon be lieutenant
Like me, the Don Juan, that's Yvonne
The sweat-a the money getter
Coppin' mad cheddar
Stevie was Wondering how I
Got in this position
One day Frank was fishin' for competition
Expedition
Number one, his name is Barry Madanno
Push the phat Milano
'96 stick-shift 'cross the Verrazano
I lay gently in the Bentley
Through binoculars he seemed popular
Givenchy socks, Cartier coolats
H-class rocks and charms like Bohemians
Sick like leukemians, receding hairlines
Watch how genuine this gold mine recline
When Frank pops the wine, I cocks the nine
Niggas peeped it from behind and
Slipped they clips in quick
One chick named Nick thought she was the shit
Tried to play Big Poppa, don't worry
Minutes before I drop her
The blow! blow! blow!
Like a parolee, the bitch violated
So how you like it: coffins or cremated?
It ain't a day of my life that rolls by
That I don't get high, sit back, and wan' cry
I used to roll hard with tons of bitches
Now, it's just me and my niggas
It ain't a day of my life that rolls by
That I don't get high, sit back, and wan' cry
I used to roll hard with tons of bitches
Now, it's just me and my niggas
Street murderers, thug parasites
We official, no fake gators
Coppin' firearms with dud missles
We leavin' scar tissues
That nigga Barry still aggy about that slut
Mob nigga, what! threw the gang sign up
The nigga chuckles, just slip the loot
On my belt buckles and
Cracked his middle knuckles
Damn! How could a deal for a couple mill
Result to such violence
And throw our whole shit off balance?
But still, they pat me down from all angles
Trapped inside the Devil's triangle
Like Bo I had the Jangles
And movin' slow to slide up on these Mexicans
One cross-eyed and hunchbacked
The other must be mixed with Black
The third nigga had missin'
Teeth and tattoo teardrops
Long hair, chest felt like a bag of rocks
Before this chops
I grabbed the keys to locks
The jewels and the rocks
The cream in the box, et cetera, et cetera
And it don't stop
I got away with everything
The cash and the stash
It ain't a day of my life that rolls by
That I don't get high, sit back, and wan' cry
I used to roll hard with tons of bitches
Now, it's just me and my niggas
It ain't a day of my life that rolls by
That I don't get high, sit back, and wan' cry
I used to roll hard with tons of bitches
Now, it's just me and my niggas
So now I'm titled, mission accomplished
My man was astonished
He looked as if there was a
Foul aroma in the air
Stinkin! I know this nigga's thinkin'
"Damn! She too little, too pretty, too quiet
The bitch is hired, " mob's wife for life
Diamond heist with Trife
Contracts on your life
We increase the price, uhh
So guess who the bitch is?
But for now I be the mistress
It ain't a day of my life that rolls by
That I don't get high, sit back, and wan' cry
I used to roll hard with tons of bitches
Now, it's just me and my niggas
It ain't a day of my life that rolls by
That I don't get high, sit back, and wan' cry
I used to roll hard with tons of bitches
Now, it's just me and my niggas