Money Talks - Lil' Kim F/ Andrea Martin Lil' Cease Trife

Just Tim baland and Lil' Kim (na na nahh nah) 
Just Tim baland and Lil' Kim (uh uh huh what) 
Just Tim baland and Lil' Kim (na na nahh nah) 
Just Tim baland and Lil' Kim (uh uh huh what) 

Yo yo yo yo this joint is strictly for heavyweighters 
not them playa haters knahmsayin? 
Cause in the Commission you ask for permission to hit em uhh 

Verse One: Lil' Kim 

My man Blake flew me to the Erie Lake 
Introduced me to this heavyweighter, called hisself Drake 
First mistake, Jesus piece was fake 
But wait, he got singles in his cake, I ain't fuckin with him 
Number one rule, always keep your cool, even though 
you ain't a fool, and you see right through the nigga, how he figure? 
If he holdin less than six 
He gonna get the seven digits or visit, numbers in my Wizard? 
Duke ain't even worth the space 
Glass shoes and igloos put him dead in his place 
Damn Blake, can't tell this cat is a snake? 
I got 20/20 vision (uhh) funny money vision (uh-huh) 
No dough, no show, dodo, that's a no-no 
Just some famous words from the late Frank White 
I blink right, if your bank tight 
Duke wanted me to work for him, even flirt for him 
Wear a short skirt for him, he don't know 
I'ma end up hurtin him at the end of the day 
Shit, I got bills to pay, and it ain't my fault 
If money talk and bullshit walk, round one 

Chorus: Andrea Martin 

I'm in love wit ta mon, nearly twice my age 
I want to give it up anyway, because it more pay 
More time, more money, have it your way 
(repeat 2X) 

Know de money and the lovin is my style 
Me a forget it tonight 

Verse Two: Lil' Kim 

Mmm... uhh, UHH, uhh, uhh 
The play starts at 8:00, let's hit the venue 
Invited his man, and some bitch named Kendall 
Tried to style on em, shoes with the crocadile on em 
But the nigga still was corny, he bore me 
His preference was more sorta like soccer 
Me, I do operas with the Mali and the vodka 
out in Cali gettin proper, and I, betcha fifty 
My whole commitee stay shitty ask Smitty with the Desert E's 
One glance at the Benz-y make ya freeze 
Please, I got a mil on these, whatchu talkin? I... 
hate this nigga in the worst way 
And I didn't wanna be here in the first place 
But uhh, It's just vendetta for my man 
Do anything for the fam, I'ma go along with the plan 
Tryin hard not to throw him off 
And I know he soft, when I cough, it's to cover up a lie 
and the lie keep me full of empathy 
So when I shit on this nigga, he gon' still pamper me 
I see, this nigga ain't about nuttin, cause he keep frontin 
He must be up to somethin, round em up, here I come 
Uhhh 

Chorus 

Verse Three: Lil' Kim, Trife, Lil' Cease 

As the evening winds down, I'm making sure 
that my milli got rounds, plane ticket back to town, now 
I picked the place, Umberto's of course it's 
Italian where they confiscate, burners in they office 
Metamorphis anywhere, any year, who dare 
They the mob and they don't care, and I swear, while I'm 
contemplatin thinkin about later 
Here come the waiter with the phone in the tray, anyways 
"Is there a Queen in the house?" How could he say this out his mouth? 
I'm the only black chick with diamonds this thick, hopin 
it's my nigga Blake C. 
Cause sometimes these cat's like to fool you 

Check it, let me school you 
Remember when I said those niggaz robbed Leo 
Rolled on him, stuck him up in the black Geo 
They was creole, used to be a tight trio 
Til one fled with the dough, what's his name? (Rio!) 

I was a girlie lover, smooth undercover 
Played they hoes in tight clothes like they was no other 
Dumbin like the Jungle Brothers, til they caught me for my gems 
All I'm sayin is what he did to me, do it to him, is you straight? 

[Lil' Kim] 
You late, duct tape and cable rope 
Once I wrap it round his throat it's all she wrote, uhhhwha (oh oh) 

nah nah nah nah (oh oh) 
whookie whookie whooooo! (oh oh) 
(oh oh oh) nah nah nah nah 
(oh oh) wha! 
(oh oh oh) nah nah nah nah (oh oh) 

(oh oh oh) nah nah nah nah wha 
[bullshit walks, money talks] 
(oh oh oh) nah nah nah nah wha 
[bullshit walks, money talks] 
(oh oh oh) wha uh nah nah nah nah 
[uh, gotta get that money man, moeny talks] 
(oh oh oh) nah nah nah nah wha 
[bullshit walks, money talks] 
(oh oh oh) nah nah nah nah wha 
[bullshit walks, money talks] 
(oh oh oh) wha uh nah nah nah nah 
[uh, gotta get that money man, moeny talks]