[Puff Daddy]
Uh, we are family (what chu gon' do when they come for you)
I brought all my sistas with me (rock on, why ya'll be talkin')
We are family (I brought the bad girls with me)
(the remix)
[Foxy Brown]
Brown nigga, uh, chromed out six and shit
Bubblin' layin' up with them Colombians
Oh fuck no, I gets dough, Foxy Brown Mama
Jig suits from Garbana
True, all a nigga who you callin'
Pa Pa we be flashin', sex lastin' all night long, it's strong
The maxteris, Ill Na Na, like Benihana Steaks
The boogie like a fresh pair of snakes
Italian, Fox Brown a don, coochie on
Stylin', sip Cristal on the Cayman Islands
Uh, got gay niggas ready to switch, like Ravano
Turn the mob nigga to snitch, true player to don
From Veddadini, five carats on the arm, jewels be the bomb
The four hotties, Total and Foxy, sippin' Spumanti
Bad girl of the year '96 Pam Grier
1 - I don't need, no one but you, ooh ooh ooh
I don't need no one
I don't need, no one but you
Yooouuuu, oh oh oh oh oh
[Lil' Kim]
Many people tell me my style is terriffic
Stupendous, tremendous, I bend just a little bit more
Than the average whore, cause I'm focused
I rock Versace lamps and sofa's
You didn't know I like crocodile boots and gator suits
The biggest willies, got to fill me, huh
I like the hot wheels, you got a fast car
Like Tracy Chapman you can cruise with this rap star
The mink sporter, the heroin importer, I be that rich bitch
Stack banks by the chips, check it
I spot hits like Spuds Mackenzie, I'm Leona Helmsley
Taxes is gettin' axes
It's essential for the presidentials, certified testicals
Get sprayed forty decibles, the King and I
All you need in this world, I'm a bad girl
The high pitch Queen Bitch
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[Da Brat]
Once again I'm all you need with the caramel skin
Fat lucious lickable lips in a jet black bitch
Stackin' ends fulfillin' dreams makin' life complete
Come take a journey with this Funkdafied bitch that can't be beat
Once, twice, second time around for me
Three times more than the lady you'd imagined it be
I been, re-enstated, platinum plated and niggas hated
Relay it that I'm the shit, twelve losers and a pit get
Hot like a chilli pepper, flee for me
You got the blunt give it away to the B-R-A-T
And check my M3, they got mo' beat than Bo Peep got sheep
And you can't keep up with this heffer from the west side streets
I'm countin mad money, actin' funny wit all the phonies
Keepin' it real wit homies who been real to me
It would defeat the purpose for me not to flash my rocks
Cash traveler's checks, invest in stocks and bonds
Sippin on Dom
Repeat 1
I don't need nobody baby
As long as I have you
You got to believe it baby
Cause what I say is true
I don't need no one baby
You're the only one for me
I don't need nobody else
Baby can't you see
Repeat 1