Lil' Kim - Custom Made (Give It To You) Lyrics

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*first 30 seconds: woman moans as beat slows down*

I gets right to the point -- no time to play around

When it comes to this cheddar -- lay a nigga down

Bust shots at his Rover if he dare come back around

Pay me on time or I gots to take mine

At first I seem friendly; but that's just in me

I warn you -- when I blow it gets a little windy

You make me wanna fight you I ain't nothin like you

Y'all "Paper Thin" my shit recycled

They call me Lil' Kim a.k.a. Cover Girl

Sometimes I feel like I'm from another fuckin world

Niggaz buy me glass slippers and diamond fingernails

And awwwww shit I got it all in this bitch

(Chorus) x2

Goodness gracious the papers!

Where the cash at? Where the stash at?

Nigga pass that!

We rollin in tinted Nav's

TV's in the dash see we love the cash

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To all my bitches in the strip club -- shakin they ass

(I ain't mad do your thing mami!) Get that cash!

And all my hustlin niggaz still out on the ave.

Fightin over blocks and who got the best rocks

And "Goodness gracious" the struggle never stops

The things we all do to keep our pockets filled with knots

People fuck to my music -- they say it's pornographic

My Billboards is nice; one day gon' be a classic

I fuck with dudes with "Members Only" jackets

That sleep on brass beds with money for a mattress

"Gettin' Money" bitch and I roll with dimes

Take pictures with our nines on the cover of New York Times

Tattoos down our spine with the the picture of a dime

Cuttin niggaz short like inmates for phone time

Everything I get is -- custom made

Niggaz wanna get laid; I gotta get paid

(The papers..)

*woman starts moaning again before the chorus*

(Chorus) x2

*woman keeps moaning while beat fades out*

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