Lil' Kim - Download (feat. T-Pain & Charlie Wilson) Lyrics

Lil' Kim - Download (feat. T-Pain & Charlie Wilson) Lyrics

Shawty, I been lookin' at these pictures of you cyber surfin'
So when you gonna call me? When you gonna come through?
All I wanna do is download, when you gonna let me download?
Shawty up, shawty down low, when you gonna let me download?

I'm on Myspace and it's type late
My baby got me number one on his top eight
It's computer love, we don't mind to hate
They just MySpace freaks tryna find a date

We up all night havin' cybersex
He chat, I chat though we never met
He said he wanna explore me like the Internet
It's like an orgasm every time he sent a text

He wanna download, he likes to download
Little Kim songs and put 'em on his ringtone
He even got my screen saver on his iPhone
I get more hits than a T inzone

We goin' back and forth, sendin' emails
He a thug so I hit 'em on his Gmail
His sense of humor got me writin' LOL
I sent pictures of myself straight to the cell

Shawty, I been lookin' at these pictures of you cyber surfin'
So when you gonna call me? When you gonna come through?
All I wanna do is download, when you gonna let me download?
Shawty up, shawty down low, when you gonna let me download?

He been lookin' at my sexy pics, said he diggin' my sexy hips
He wanna kiss my sexy lips and download me on his floppy disk
Little Kim is the only one on his mind
He wanna come through and put me on his hard drive

Three o'clock in the morning we be online
Others send friend requests but they get denied
He type I miss you
I type back to let him know the feeling's mutual

It's just Myspace love but it's beautiful
He love to watch my videos on YouTube
Hey, it's like everytime I log on I get so turned on
Computer love playin' in the back

The only one that have me up all night long
Feel like a fantasy, the chemistry is so strong

Shawty, I been lookin' at these pictures of you cyber surfin'
So when you gonna call me? When you gonna come through?
All I wanna do is download, when you gonna let me download?
Shawty up, shawty down low, when you gonna let me download?

Yeah, I've been lookin' at these pictures of you
And when I see you up close and personal so I can touch you
Ain't nuttin', I don't like you as an insomniac
I'm here now, grab me where my heart dropped at

I meant what I said when I typed that
Lil' mama scream my name if you like that
Ain't nothin' like computer love

Shawty, I been lookin' at these pictures of you cyber surfin'
So when you gonna call me? When you gonna come through?
All I wanna do is download, when you gonna let me download?
Shawty up, shawty down low, when you gonna let me download?

Computer love, it's waitin' for you
Tell me what you want me to
Computer love, it's waitin' for you
Tell me what you want me to

Shawty, I been lookin' at these pictures of you cyber surfin'
So when you gonna call me? When you gonna come through?
All I wanna do is download, when you gonna let me download?
Shawty up, shawty down low, when you gonna let me download?
[Lil' Kim - Download (feat. T-Pain & Charlie Wilson) Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

Computer love, it's waitin' for you
Tell me what you want me to
Computer love, it's waitin' for you
Tell me what you want me to

Lil’ Kim - Black Friday Lyrics

Lil’ Kim - Black Friday Lyrics



[Nicki Minaj Talking]

Roman’s Revenge, um,

You know, she just really jumped out the window

And you gotta be careful when you pick fights

And that’s what I’ve learned in this business

You just never know…



[Lil’ Kim]

Shut the f-ck up



Who the f-ck want war

FedEx beef straight to your front door

It’ll be a murder scene

I’m turning Pink Friday to Friday the 13th

Aight you Lil Kim clone clown

All this buffoonery, the shit stops now

Time for you to lay down, I’m sick of the fraud

I put hands on this bitch like a spa massage

We all know your last name is what got you a job

You use to put together gimmicks something like a collage

Since you putting on a show, you gon’ get the appaulse

Clap clap, lift your frame like a f-cking garage, yeah

This hood sh-t you and Drake ain’t built for

This the same sh*t the other bitch almost got killed for

I’m still counting what hardcore generated

Bet my sh-t keeps spinning like it’s syndicated

Corny broad I’ll you bloody like you menstruated

Your hot air ass bitch should have been deflated

This aint a championship fight I’ve been the greatest

See the fact is, what you doing I did it

Lames trying to clone my style, run with it

Thats cool, I was the first one with it

You deluded kim wannabe you just hate to admit it

I’m the Blueprint you aint nothing brand new

Check ya posters and videos, you’ll always be number 2

I seen ‘em come, I seen go, I still remain

Sweety, you going on your 14th minute of fame

I’m over 10 years strong still running the game

Cut the comparisons, I’m in the legendary lane

Fighting for ya spot, y’all please, I’m solidified

With my hands tied, you couldn’t beat me if you bitches tried

Either you high, or sipping that sh-t Wayne on

I get top dollar for whatever my name on

Go stick your head in a tornado, brainstorm

I drop bombs, FLex, Napalm

Black and yellow, will pull up in your ghetto

Giuseppe’s when I step out, posted up in stilettos

P-ssy so pink like my kitty saying hello

If I whistle, they’ll pistol whip you in all five borough’s

I’m in Brooklyn, I’ll be everywhere comfortably

Who pumped you and told you to come rump with me

You the type to run your mouth and then run from me

I’m poppin’ off in your hood with no company

Come on, Queens aint showing you no love

I was there the other night poppin’ bottles with the thugs

You like Washington Heff(?) I’m Benjy.

You got a buzz right now, an’ I had a frenzy

Oh yeah, welcome to the fam’, Fendi

You need to stop, you’re not hot, you’re a burning match

That means the end is near soon, copy that

Oh I see, they really got you gassed like

I’mma think of the past

Better slow down dummy, you bout to crash

Stink p-ssy hoe, I’m giving you a bath

Thermometer in hand and I’m coming for your ass

Who you think you getting past

I see right through you, you’re whole sh-t is made of glass



[Nicki Minaj]

You see right through me

How do you do that sh…



[Lil Kim]

I draw back, I’m a Brooklyn thorough bred bitch

Rep for my borough bitch

Never been the type to have beef and try to settle sh-t

I ride out till the wheels fall off

And my n-ggas squeeze til the last shell go off

F-ck ya whole team, all I see is a bunch of weirdo’s

You’s a airhead bitch, scarecrow

Haha, aint nothing old but my money bitch

Hahaha, this is grown liquid assests

Benjamin’s my daddy you Young Money bastards

You and Diddy, sorry bunch of swagger jackers

I mothered you hoes, I should claim you on my income tax

Bobby Fischer in the flesh, taught by the great

So on my next move, I’m yelling checkmate

[Lil’ Kim - Black Friday Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]



I smell a massacre

Charles Manson you don’t stand a chance with her

Jeffrey Dahmer you looking like lunch to me

I’m bout to kill all you bitches like Ted Bundy

Leave you’re whole head red like Peg Bundy

You’re hilarious, thanks for all the laughs

You’re garbage so I’m taking out the trash

You sh-t on me, come on baby girl

Ain’t enough ass shots in the World

You’re a nuisance, you probably steal my new sh-t

But you could never f-ck with me so chuck it up, Deuces

All around the World I ball like a ball team

I stack chips, call me Mr’s Rosteam

Tricks is for kids, silly rabbit, your my offspring

Kim more anticipated than a Lebron ring…

Keri Hilson - Buyou (feat. Lil Kim) Lyrics

Keri Hilson - Buyou (feat. Lil Kim) Lyrics

One for the paper, two for the money
Girls get money? …
You see this what I like about?
Buy you music, cause you better buy you a car, you better buy you a phone
You better buy somewhere to stay or I’ma walk right by you
I don’t know what’s going on, baby? What the hell is going on, baby?
Used to take me to dinner, used to take me shopping
Now you’re asking me for my paper
It’s my money, … my money, I bet you’ll never ever get a dime for me
No you can’t use the phone, baby
I think you need, get your own

There’s something going man holding down
So how did I end up with you? You
And that’s how … has a car, time … hard, paying all these bills
… my car, so I don’t need no broke boy trying to hide …

One for the paper, two for the money
Brand new bag, no shoes yet I want it

All my girls flag girls getting money X 2

One for the paper, two for the money
Girls … give all you want it

One for the paper, two for the money
All my girls flag girls getting money

You wanna ride with that chick baby?
But you ain’t got a whip baby
Yeah, it ain’t gotta happen … don’t got shit you need to break with that chick baby
Yeah, money, don’t look my way if you ain’’t got that money
And I’m making … baby
Take the time it’s your treat

There’s something going man holding down
So how did I end up with you? You
And that’s how … has a car, time … hard, paying all these bills
… my car, so I don’t need no broke boy trying to hide …

One for the paper, two for the money
Brand new bag, no shoes yet I want it
One for the paper, two for the money
All my girls flag girls getting money
All my girls flag girls getting money
One for the paper, two for the money
Brand new bag, no shoes yet I want it
One for the paper, two for the money
All my girls flag girls getting money

…broke ass niggers
Him only check you for the …
No, no, no, I’m not a gold digger
…
You know the .. niggers
no middle man, …your own coke nigger
…And I don’t need a man with no accomplishments
No wit, no job, no …forget it
If he was my sugar, I’d be diabetic
But the old book got already readed
It’s money on my mind boy and you just have it
[Keri Hilson - Buyou (feat. Lil Kim) Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

Money old like champagne in the cellar
Boy you need to spit like a …
You ain’t treating me like an atm teller
So fuck your little cheese, I got my old cedar
So when they make it raid I hope I got my umbrella