[Chorus: Lil' Kim & The Notorious B.I.G.]

Fuck bitches, get money (What?)

Fuck niggas, get money (Whoo!)

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck niggas, get money

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck niggas, get money (Uh, check it out, uh)

[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.]

You wanna sip Mo' on my livin' room flo'

Play Nintendo with Cease and Nino

Pick up my phone, say, "Poppa not home"

Sex all night, mad head in the morn'

Spin my V, smoke all my weed

Tattoo on titties sayin' "B.I.G." – now check it:

You wanna be my main squeeze, baby

Don't ya? You want to give me what I need, baby

Won't ya picture life as my wife? Just think

Full-length mink, fat X and O links

Bracelets to match, conversation was all that

Showed you the safe combinations and all that

Guess you could say you'se the one I trusted

Who would ever think that you would spread like mustard?

Shit got hot – you sent Feds to my spot

Took me to court, tried to take all I got

'Nother intricate plot, the bitch said I raped her

"Damn, why she wanna stick me for my paper?"

My Moschino hoe, my Versace hottie

Come to find out you was fuckin' everybody

You knew about me, the fake I.D

Cases in Virginia, body in D.C

Whoa! Woe is me - that's what I get for trickin'

Came out on bail, commence the ass-kickin'

Kick in the door, wavin' the fo'-fo'

All you heard was, "Poppa, don't hit me no more!"

Disrespect my clique, my shit's imperial

Fuck around and made her milk box material

You feel me? Suckin' dick, runnin' your lips

'Cause of you, I'm on some real 'fuck a bitch' shit, uhh

[Chorus: Lil' Kim (Biggie & Lil' Kim)]

Fuck bitches, get money (What? Ain't seen none of these girls)

Fuck niggas, get money

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck niggas, get money

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck niggas, get money (Uh)

Fuck bitches, get money (Whoo, look at me)

Fuck niggas, get money (Whoo, I told you niggas)

[Verse 2: Lil' Kim]

Niggas, better grab a seat

Grab on your dick as this bitch gets deep

Deeper than the pussy of a bitch 6 feet

Stiff dicks feel sweet in this little petite

Young bitch from the street, guaranteed to stay down

Used to bring work outta town on Greyhound

Now I'm Billboard bound, niggas press to hit it

Play me like a chicken, thinkin' I'm pressed to get it

Rather do the killin' than the stick-up juxs

Rather count a million while you eat my pussy

Push me to the limit, get my feelings in it

Get me open while I'm cummin' down your throat

Then, you wanna be my main squeeze, nigga

Don't ya? You wanna lick between my knees, nigga?

Don't ya want to see me whippin' your 3 down the Ave?

Blow up spots on bitches because I'm mad

Break up affairs, lick shots in the air

You get vexed and start swinging everywhere

Me shifty? Now you wanna pistol whip me

Pull out your 9 while I cock on mine

Yeah, what, nigga? I ain't got time for this

So what, nigga? I'm not tryin' to hear that shit

Now you wanna buy me diamonds and Armani suits

Adrienne Vittadini and Chanel 9 boots

Things that make up for all the games and the lies

Hallmark cards sayin' "I apologize"

Is you with me? How could you ever deceive me?

But payback's a bitch, motherfucker, believe me

Nah, I ain't gay, this ain't no lesbo flow

Just a lil' somethin' to let you motherfuckers know

[Chorus: Lil' Kim, (Biggie & Lil' Kim)]

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck niggas, get money

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck niggas, get money

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck niggas, get money

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck niggas, get money

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck niggas, get money

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck niggas, get money

Fuck bitches, get money (My nickname be Jesus in high school)

Fuck niggas, get money (Haha, you even believe that shit?)

Fuck bitches, get money (God won't believe that shit)

Fuck niggas, get money (That's how supreme I am)

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck niggas, get money

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck niggas, get money

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck niggas, get money

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck niggas, get money