Durty
Due to the fact that there are some people
Like the lady over there that said she was
Who thinks I'm dirty
I really couldn't give a shit
Cause ya'll by my records
Them same ones that be talkin' 'bout I'm dirty
Be buyin' my shit and hidin' it
Why all di dutty nigga them sit around and judge me
All them a chat bout, don't even budge me cause
Mi no owe nobody no explanation
I convert it over to di almighty one
When dis bad gyal come out
We just run them in di morgue and them can't come out
Some a di gyal 'em need to just shut them mouth
Some a di dutty niggas need to just shut them
Lil' Kim stay hot
Pull up with my nigga in the eighty four yacht
Man this hatin' don't stop
Real recognize real you studio gangsters kill me
I know my vets in the game got to feel me
Cause from the gate I down the door
Like Eddy Murphy I gave it to you raw
Two-piece bikini, Fendi mink draggin' on the floor
Kim been the first lady since I dropped Hard Core
A lot of these hoes livin' vicariously through me
Steada doin' them, they'd rather do me
Watchin' them is like a Broadway play
Sittin' next to the Queen
Is the closest they'll ever get to Brooklyn
Why ya'll frontin' you know who the best be
I'm the reason why the game so sexy
The originator, the trend creator
Bitch, you dun know you haffa respect me
I know what you think, she's such a fuckin' lady
Yes I am, that's right, I was raised that way
Now if a mon want it, make 'I'm pay down pon it
Mon want it, make 'I'm pay it down
Now if a mon want it, make 'I'm pay down pon it
Mon want it, make 'I'm pay it down
No money no love, sisters, no money no ugh, heard that
No money no love, sisters, no money no ugh
So don't preach to me 'bout singing
All I want is mah self respect
You see your words don't mean a thing
Show me a man, who never sin yet, uh-uh
The feds pinched me for shootin'
But instead they indicted me for my fuckin' music
This jealous motherfucker and this prosecutin' dyke bitch
Probably go home, listen to How Many Licks
Stay away from 5-0, that's that hiphop cop
These cheese eatin' rodents really got the game caught
You see when you on top, niggas want what you got
Even though they idolize you, they still criticize you
So don't preach to me bout singing , I, I am just a woman
You've got your feelings I got mine, I'm only human
And I gotta go down as a gyal who know how to get it on
I've gotta go down as a gyal who know how to get it on
I'm tryin' to go down as a gyal who know how to get it on
I, gotta go down as a gyal who know how to get it on
So if mi waan fi skin out and gwaan like mi bad
That's just between me and mi God
And if mi waan fi shot out and gwaan like mi bad
That's just up to me
Now if a man want it, make 'I'm pay down pon it
Mon want it, make 'I'm pay it down
Now if a man want it, make 'I'm pay down pon it
Mon want it, make 'I'm pay it down
No money no love, sisters, no money no ugh, heard that
No money no love, sisters, no money no ugh
So don't preach to me 'bout singing
All I want is mah self respect
Writer/s: MARTHA VELEZ, KEITH JOHNSON, KIMBERLY JONES, MILLIE JACKSON, RANDY KLEIN, VIVIENNE STEPHENSON, DAVID SINCLAIR, MARTHA VALEZ, TERRENCE LOVELACE, ESTATE OF CHRISTOPHER WALLACE
