LIL' KIM LYRICS - M. A.F. I.A. Land

"M. A.F. I.A. Land"



[Lil' Kim]

Yeah....uhh

In the M. A.F. I.A.'s Land ya'll

Where loyalty is everything [thunder sounds]

The M. A.F. I.A. forgives but never forgets

Let me tell you



In the MAFIA's land where there's one boss and one clan

Yes mans they surround us like steaks in pans

All 'em wanna be the man right hands wash the left hands

Loyalty's priority in this fam

Where life's initiated ain't no givin' it back

Once you in it like Bennet you'll soon be lieutenant

Like me the Don Juan Miss Yvonne

The sweat-a the money gett-a

Copin mad cheddar

Stevie's all Wondering how I got in this position

One day Frank was fishin' for competition expidition

Number one, his name is Barry Madanno

Push the phat Milano '96 mission cost ya barizano

I lay gently in the Bently through binoculars he seemed popular

Givincci socks Cartier coolats

H-class rocks and charms like Bohemians

Sick like lukemians, receding hairlines

Watch how genuine his gold mine decline

When Frank pops the wine, I cocks the nine

Niggas peeped it from behind and slipped their clips in quick

One chick named Nick thought she was the shit

Tried to play Big Poppa, don't worry

Minutes before I dropped her the blow! blow! blow!

Like a parol-e the bitch violated

So how you like it coffins or creameted



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There ain't a day in my life that rolls by

That I don't get high, sit back and won't cry

I used to roll hard with tons of bitches

But now it's just me and my niggas, whah

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[Lil' Kim]

Street murders, thug parasites

We official no fake gators

Coppin' fire arms with dug missles

We leavin scar tissue

That nigga Barry still aggy about that slut

Mob nigga what! threw the gang sign up

The nigga chuckles, just slip the loot

On my belt buckles and cracked his middle nuckles

Damn how could a deal for a couple mill

Result to such violence

And throw our whole shit off balance

Yet still, they pat me down from all angles

Trapped inside this devil's triangle

Like Bo I had the Jangles

And movin' slow to slide up on these Mexicans

One cross eyed and hunchbacked

The other must be mixed with black

The third nigga had missin' teeth and tatto tear drops

Long hair, chest for like a bag of rocks

Before this chops

I grabbed the keys to locks, the jewels and the rocks

The cream in the box, etc. etc. etc. and it don't stop

I got away with everything, the cash and the stash



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[Lil' Kim]

So now I'm titled mission acomplished

My man was astonished

He looked as if there was a foul aroma in the air

Stinkin! I know what this nigga thinkin'

Damn she's too little, too pretty, too quiet

The bitch is hired, mob's wife for life

Diamond heist with Trife, contracts on your life

We increase the price, uuhh

So guess who the bitch is, but for now I be the mistress



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