Durty Lyrics
| Song | Durty |
| Artist | Lil' Kim |
| Album | The Naked Truth |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : K. JOHNSON/M. Velez/Millie Jackson/Randy Klein/T. Lovelace/K. Jones | |
| 作曲 : K. JOHNSON/M. Velez/Millie Jackson/Randy Klein/T. Lovelace/K. Jones | |
| [Intro: Millie Jackson] | |
| Due to the fact that there are ,some people | |
| Like the lady over there 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 | |
| [Verse 1: Lil' Kim] | |
| While all di dutty nigga dem sit around and judge me | |
| All dem 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 jus run dem in di morgue and dem caan't come out | |
| Some a di gyal 'em need to jus shut dem mouth | |
| Some a di dutty niggas need to jus shut dem... | |
| Lil' Kim stay hot | |
| Pull up with my nigga in the eighty foot yacht | |
| Man this hatin' don't stop | |
| Real recognize real you studio gangstas kill me | |
| I know my vets in the game got to feel me | |
| Cause from the gate I *brrrr-raaa* down the door | |
| Like Eddie 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 | |
| Tha originator, tha trend creator | |
| Bitch, you dun know you haffa respect me | |
| [Interlude: Adele Givens] | |
| I know what you thinkin', she's such a ****in' lady | |
| Yes I am, that's right, I was raised that way | |
| [Verse 2: Lil' Kim] | |
| Now if a man want it, make 'im pay down pan it | |
| Man want it, make 'im pay it down | |
| Now if a man want it, make 'im pay down pan it | |
| Man want it, make 'im pay it down | |
| No money no love, sistas, no money no ugh, heard dat | |
| No money no love, sistas, 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 neva sin yet, uh-uh | |
| The feds pinched me for shootin' | |
| But instead they indicted me for my ****in' music | |
| This jealous mutha****er and this prosecutin' dyke bitch | |
| Probly 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 critisize 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 tryna 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 shack out and gwaan like mi bad | |
| That's just up to me | |
| Now if a man want it, make 'im pay down pan it | |
| Man want it, make 'im pay it down | |
| Now if a man want it, make 'im pay down pan it | |
| Mon want it, make 'im pay it down | |
| No money no love, sistas, no money no ugh, heard dat | |
| No money no love, sistas, no money no ugh | |
| So don't preach to me 'bout singing | |
| All I want is mah self respect |
| zuo ci : K. JOHNSON M. Velez Millie Jackson Randy Klein T. Lovelace K. Jones | |
| zuo qu : K. JOHNSON M. Velez Millie Jackson Randy Klein T. Lovelace K. Jones | |
| Intro: Millie Jackson | |
| Due to the fact that there are , some people | |
| Like the lady over there 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 | |
| Verse 1: Lil' Kim | |
| While all di dutty nigga dem sit around and judge me | |
| All dem 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 jus run dem in di morgue and dem caan' t come out | |
| Some a di gyal ' em need to jus shut dem mouth | |
| Some a di dutty niggas need to jus shut dem... | |
| Lil' Kim stay hot | |
| Pull up with my nigga in the eighty foot yacht | |
| Man this hatin' don' t stop | |
| Real recognize real you studio gangstas kill me | |
| I know my vets in the game got to feel me | |
| Cause from the gate I brrrrraaa down the door | |
| Like Eddie Murphy I gave it to you raw | |
| Twopiece 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 | |
| Tha originator, tha trend creator | |
| Bitch, you dun know you haffa respect me | |
| Interlude: Adele Givens | |
| I know what you thinkin', she' s such a in' lady | |
| Yes I am, that' s right, I was raised that way | |
| Verse 2: Lil' Kim | |
| Now if a man want it, make ' im pay down pan it | |
| Man want it, make ' im pay it down | |
| Now if a man want it, make ' im pay down pan it | |
| Man want it, make ' im pay it down | |
| No money no love, sistas, no money no ugh, heard dat | |
| No money no love, sistas, 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 neva sin yet, uhuh | |
| The feds pinched me for shootin' | |
| But instead they indicted me for my in' music | |
| This jealous mutha er and this prosecutin' dyke bitch | |
| Probly go home, listen to How Many Licks | |
| Stay away from 50, 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 critisize 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 tryna 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 shack out and gwaan like mi bad | |
| That' s just up to me | |
| Now if a man want it, make ' im pay down pan it | |
| Man want it, make ' im pay it down | |
| Now if a man want it, make ' im pay down pan it | |
| Mon want it, make ' im pay it down | |
| No money no love, sistas, no money no ugh, heard dat | |
| No money no love, sistas, no money no ugh | |
| So don' t preach to me ' bout singing | |
| All I want is mah self respect |
| zuò cí : K. JOHNSON M. Velez Millie Jackson Randy Klein T. Lovelace K. Jones | |
| zuò qǔ : K. JOHNSON M. Velez Millie Jackson Randy Klein T. Lovelace K. Jones | |
| Intro: Millie Jackson | |
| Due to the fact that there are , some people | |
| Like the lady over there 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 | |
| Verse 1: Lil' Kim | |
| While all di dutty nigga dem sit around and judge me | |
| All dem 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 jus run dem in di morgue and dem caan' t come out | |
| Some a di gyal ' em need to jus shut dem mouth | |
| Some a di dutty niggas need to jus shut dem... | |
| Lil' Kim stay hot | |
| Pull up with my nigga in the eighty foot yacht | |
| Man this hatin' don' t stop | |
| Real recognize real you studio gangstas kill me | |
| I know my vets in the game got to feel me | |
| Cause from the gate I brrrrraaa down the door | |
| Like Eddie Murphy I gave it to you raw | |
| Twopiece 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 | |
| Tha originator, tha trend creator | |
| Bitch, you dun know you haffa respect me | |
| Interlude: Adele Givens | |
| I know what you thinkin', she' s such a in' lady | |
| Yes I am, that' s right, I was raised that way | |
| Verse 2: Lil' Kim | |
| Now if a man want it, make ' im pay down pan it | |
| Man want it, make ' im pay it down | |
| Now if a man want it, make ' im pay down pan it | |
| Man want it, make ' im pay it down | |
| No money no love, sistas, no money no ugh, heard dat | |
| No money no love, sistas, 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 neva sin yet, uhuh | |
| The feds pinched me for shootin' | |
| But instead they indicted me for my in' music | |
| This jealous mutha er and this prosecutin' dyke bitch | |
| Probly go home, listen to How Many Licks | |
| Stay away from 50, 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 critisize 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 tryna 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 shack out and gwaan like mi bad | |
| That' s just up to me | |
| Now if a man want it, make ' im pay down pan it | |
| Man want it, make ' im pay it down | |
| Now if a man want it, make ' im pay down pan it | |
| Mon want it, make ' im pay it down | |
| No money no love, sistas, no money no ugh, heard dat | |
| No money no love, sistas, no money no ugh | |
| So don' t preach to me ' bout singing | |
| All I want is mah self respect |
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