Whoa Lyrics - The Naked Truth - Lil' Kim

LIL' KIM 

"Whoa" 

[Chorus: Lil' Kim] 

My niggaz, pull triggers, stack figures whoa whoa whoa 

Snitch niggaz, broke niggaz not my niggaz no no no 

In the club we, sippin Dom P, sittin lovely oh whoa whoa 

Sexy ladies, goin crazy, cause the beat's like whoa whoa whoa 

[Lil' Kim] 

Fresh out the federal building 

To Bentley Coupes with the convertible ceilings 

It's the black widow, call me Miss White 

I done been through it all, shootouts and fistfights 

Brooklyn bitch, you go wrong I get right 

Back with a classic, now gimme six mics 

Can't reach me on the phone, then send a bitch a kite 

Man I do's it in heels or a pair of crisp Nikes 

Stand behind Martin Luther King, but I'm more like Malcolm X 

Guerillas beatin on they chest, get it right on Malcolm X 

Just keep the peace, cause if cowards show me disrespect 

My niggaz put his soul to rest and I don't wanna see you stressed 

Champagne at my campaign, Kim for mayor 

Told you I'm the same bitch from the escalator 

And I ain't trippin off you rats and investigators 

Get your envelopes, time to address the haters 

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[Chorus] 

[Lil' Kim] 

Me and my team, we tryin to own casinos 

So we can all cop dreams like Pacino's 

Come through in the oh-six Benz-itos 

The feds tryin to shut us down like Nino 

We keep it goin man, we keep it goin man 

Won't stop, can't gotta keep it goin man 

See I do it for the fans, they'll never understand 

While they goin off course, me I'm stickin to the plan 

Feel the movement, it's a whole new crew 

FUCK Junior M.A.F.I.A., that chapter is through 

Them faggots done did somethin that they cain't undo 

Whoever ridin with 'em they can get one too 

Coulda copped to a one to three do 

Still took it to trial, even though I blew 

Brooklyn style, that's how we do it 

Ill gangsters and ain't got to prove it 

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[Chorus] 

[Lil' Kim] 

Now a party ain't a party 'til the Queen come through 

You know where I go, man the team come too 

Pull up in the Phantom or the V-1-2 

Lil' Kim's that girl, even got her own shoe 

In the club with my clique though, glass full of Crist-al 

In the jail jumpsuit, still a bad bitch though 

Rose from the ghetto it was hard from the get go 

Then I showed the hood the world ain't just made for rich folk 

Get'cha little dance up, BK stand up 

Straight to the dancefloor, everybody hands up 

Throw it up, get down, fellas hold your pants up 

Ladies throw it right back, tell that nigga man up 

[Chorus]