Ca**idy - Whenever You See Me lyrics

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Ca**idy - Whenever You See Me lyrics

[Pre Chorus: Lil Kim] Uh, Yo Yo Yo, Yeah One time (IRS), Two time (Money Team) You know what it is (yeah) [Hook: Lil Kim] Whenever you see me I'm in the coupe wit' the windows down Looking kinda breezy (Ice Cold) Each of my wrists like a hundred thou' I make it look easy Watch the Pirellis go round and round That's why they feel me (yeaah) On the strength of how I gets down Ready or not, here I come, you can't hide I'm gonna find you, and take it slowly [Verse 1: Lil Kim] You know I move in silence like them gangstas taught me Put money on the table, pa** the pepper and salt please Moving too fast, take it slow like R&B But aren't I resisting things out on South Beach Blanco, Kimmy B, is the same thing Ain't sh** change, going hard for the whole team Got n***as on my line, I ain't hanging no clothing A b**h been crack, just living this dope dream I'm talking 'bout Bulgari on the charm, Piguet on the arm Limited edition Giuseppes You know I got the shooters from the turf that'll pop you like Percs I suggest you muhf**as don't test me Wanna eat me out, can he pay all my bills? Foreign G-Wagon in the house on Nut Hills Put this p**y on you like the sun in the morning Beat it up, beat it up, up [Hook] [Verse 2: Ca**idy] The money coming in, I been having a good year I wear Prada, Balenciaga the footwear If I'm in the building then you know that the hood there I'm spitting fire till I retire like Goodyear Pocket full of chicken, getting that poultry Got n***as mad cause I'm in my bag like groceries My team wild, better watch how you approach me I get a OG to punch you right in your gold teeth Yo, I'm wit' my girl Kim, girlfriend go harder than grown men She bad wit' a Hermes bag bringing the chrome in I go hard but I make it look easy Whenever you see me, I'm ballin' like CP3 [Hook] [Outro: Lil Kim] You can't run away, yeah From the truth, oh no no, baby, yeah baby It's gonna catch up to you one day Kim and Ca**idy We got these streets lit baby, yeah baby We run sh** from Brooklyn to Philly