Her Number Then You Get Some Brain In The Front Seat Of The Hummer, Then You Get Some Brain In The Front Seat Of The Hummer [Verse 2: Lil Kim] I'm
day one, nigga let's blow this bitch I mean it dawg, you ever need somebody offed, who's throat is it? Well if you ever kill that Kim bitch, I'll show
[Chorus: Swel Boogie + Q-Unique] WHO WANTS TO BE A MILLIONAIRE? Don't worry now just take your time You have your water, your wife, plus three life lines
for cameras we?ll use our eyes instead I see flashes of gold every single car alarm we hear we?ll steal and throw through their window my water comes
I hold my hands up high Ceilings falling down I gave, I took, I try Ice melts all around me water down me, we'll water down me we'll never be Ice melts
now, what? The only niggaz that'll glow'll be us Yo, throw me in Sin City, leave me with the vultures and bats Then give me two weeks to bubble like Kim
Composers, namers: Jon Michaels, Kim Tribble , Jimbeau Hinson ASCAP Barely old enough, to call it love, Showin off, skippin rocks across, the water,
remember where the Hershey Hoes at Davina, off the scanna Pussy split on my banana Take they pic on who they gone sample To Michigan back down to Alabama Poped [incomprehensible], Hypnotic be the flava That water
something to eat Oh snap, there's my man Kumbalee And my girl, Missy Who she roll wit? Who she be wit? Who she roll wit? Who she be wit? Total, Da Brat, Lil' Kim
to get em up Baby doll if it's personal between us, Hold your breath, I might lick em up Sike, hold your flesh tight when I approach ya Lil kim couldn
beat that go ra-ta-ta Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta Sex me so good I say blah-blah-blah Work it, I need a glass of water Boy, oh, boy, it?s good to know
something to eat Oh snap, there's my man Kumbalee And my girl Missy Who she role wit? Who she be wit? Who she role wit? Who she be wit? Total, Da Brat, Lil' Kim
[Lil' Kim] This is it this is the one That's what I'm talkin' about right here Yo Puff I don't think they ready for this one They ain't ready You ready
came from i like to go fast i like to blow hash you like a women 'cause you way bad the only thing i really give you is all your water and gas you roll
Words by chris cornell Music by kim thayil Hands all over the eastern border You know what? I think we're falling From composure Hands all over western
Lyrics by chris cornell Music by kim thayil Get on the snake With a swarm of motor flys Get on the snake Under the cola colored sky Don't worry, everything