Crush On You

Intro: Lil’ CeaseUndeas (uhh… uh-huh)Lil’ Ceaser (uhh… uh-hah, Queen Bee)Uhh (uh-huh, that’s me)Uhh, check it (Lil’ Kim)Verse One: Lil’ CeaseYo I be buyin em V’s, so all my girls be eyein CeaseComin backstage, dyin to get pleasedYou got me, I rock thee, Versace and linenWhile you stop your grinnin wit bunch of foxy womenWhy you speed ball with cards, that’s invalidI get clothes, custom made, from a stylistCruise in my Lexus Land with no mileageWhile you walk the street until your feet get callousedTake you on a natural high, like a pilotIt be all good, toss your clothes like a saladWhen it’s all over put your vote in my ballotIt’s my diner, I’m Mel, and you’re AliceSpend a night, in Lil’ Cease palaceIt be all good as long as you don’t act childishWhile you standin there with the Crist’ in your cupIf worse come to worse keep this on the hush, uhh Hook: Notorious B.I.G.I know you seen me on the video (true)I know you heard me on the radio (true)But you still don’t pay me no attentionListenin to what your girlfriends mentionHe’s a slut, he’s a hoe, he’s a freakGot a different girl every day of the weekIt’s cool, not tryin to put a rush on youI had to let you know that I got a crush on youVerse Two: Lil’ KimAiyyo shorty, won’t you go get a bag of the lethalI’ll be undressed in the bra all see throughWhile you count your jewels thinkin I’ma cheat youThe only one thing I wanna do is freak youKeep your stone sets, I got my own baguettesAnd I’ll be doin things that you won’t regretLil Kim the Queen Bee, so you best take heedShall I proceed? (Yes indeed!)I’ma throw shade, if I can’t get paidBlow you up to your girl like the Army grenadeYou can slide on my ice like the EscapadeAnd itchy-gitchy-yaya with the marmaladeWho me? Not you, oh yes, who’s he?I even dig yo’ man’s style, but I love yo’ profileWhisper in your ear and get you all shook upBut don’t blush, just keep this on the hush HookVerse Three: Lil’ Cease, Lil’ KimWhile you tryin to catch Sea Breeze, I’m in the PV’sAll chrome D3’s, decked out TV’sCD’s with crazy bass, keep my lady lacedDon’t be fooled by the baby faceI hope ya not, cause your thighs got me hotOnly one plan, that’s to rise to the topI told you before, when I first pursuedI want a interlude, in the nudeYou know I love the way you feel-a, sip my tequil-aWorks from the dealers, all in chinchilaHeat up the clutch, seven-fifty deluxeThen we speed down the hutch, breakin trees in the dutchI’m not the one you sleep wit, to eat quickWant a cheap trick? Better go down to FreakNikYou got to hit me off, buy this girl gifts of courseSo I look slick, in my six, with my Christian LaCroix Hook (repeat 4X to fade)

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