Lil Kim - Drugs (instrumental) lyrics

(BIG) Never a flaw (Kim) A different kind of high (Kim) Yaknow, feel me on this, huh, uhh Ladies and gents Your dopest host presents extravagence In the ladies' frame, leavin cum stains n***as remain in awe, when I brought a Dillinger Throw it to ya jaw, uhh Never a flaw Never before, have you seen such magnificense In the black princess, yesss Flow's phenom, I'm the bomb-diggy Ask Biggie, keep a dedicated squad wit me Call us the Gabbana girls We dangerous, b**hes pay a fee just to hang with us Trust, n***as lust Without a bank account, I doubt we could swing that route Feel me out uhh, I'm used ta Hangin wit boosters, in the best name brand With the in-sane clan, man listen My position is lieutenant Like a block of hash, got the burners up in it Percent it, I send it back to ya greasy Freak it arabic style, sha-muck-daha-steesy To please me you got to be well off Bust a shell off, wit a tattoo that starts off Chorus: Notorious B.I.G Damn Ma, I love you like the lah, the ganja Sensimilla, can I feel ya All I wanna do is touch ya The ultimate rush, you're d** baby (repeat) Uhh, to my n***as that trick a little To my b**hes that s** dick a little While they n***as lick the middle, I'm the Don y'all High driven Jean Paul Gaultier wear Yeah, enough glorifyin Lyrically electrifyin, b**hes by lyin Bout the clothes they be buyin Some stores won't even let you who*es in Til I begin to embara** that a** and get cra** Kim surpa**, all crews b**hes still drinkin boones I sip Cristal and Landcruise Recieve all the oohhs and the ahhhs, the j**els and the cars Slick n***a, I'm stickin you Baby Pah, uhh Yes indeed, flows first cla** and yours is coach Like the bag, the Prada mama Jog five miles a day then I hit the sauna My girls rock Chanel and smoke mad marijuana Chorus Inhale this, clench your fist Then ya, feel the mist through the uterus Can ya, picture this Life without me, wake up you're having bad dreams Cause ya fiend for a toke My crew tote Tocques and mink coats On the cell with the boat What you thought, we get caught and get bailed out f** the jailhouse, Hennessey on the rocks Is all we got as we sail out, entrepeneurs Cristal pourers, be glad we ain't takin yours Boring huh, I'm warnin ya Style waits for no b**h, a dream b**h When I f** with scratch and sniff Now I stacks the sh**, practice it So no b**h can tax the sh**, miraculous So I can relax a bit, and get my toes licked The d** n***a, a-hah hah hah! Chorus