No Time lyrics

by

Mary J. Blige


[Chorus: Puff Daddy (Biggie)]
Heh, heheheh
I got, no time for fake n*ggas
Just sip some Cristal with these real n*ggas
From East to West coast spread love n*ggas (that's right)
And while you n*ggas talk sh*t we count bank figures (say what?)
I got, no time for fake n*ggas (uh-uh, uh-uh)
Just sip some Cristal with these real n*ggas (uh-huh, uh-huh)
From East to West coast spread love n*ggas (that's right)
And while you n*ggas talk sh*t we count bank figures (he-heh)
("How you figure that your team can effect my cream?")
I got, no time for fake n*ggas (uh-uh, uh-uh)
Just sip some Cristal with these real n*ggas (uh-huh, uh-huh)
("I rely on Bed-Stuy to shut it down if I die")
From East to West coast spread love n*ggas (ha hahh, that's right)
And while you n*ggas talk sh*t we count bank figures (Let's go)

[Verse 1: Lil' Kim (Diddy)]
Yeahhh, I Momma, Miss Ivana
Usually rock the Prada, sometimes Gabbana
Stick you for your cream and your riches
Zsa Zsa Gabor, Demi Moore, Prince Diane and all them rich b*tches
Puff Daddy pump the Hummer for the summer
I follow -- in the E-Class with the goggles
'96 model, bad clique on the stroll
(Tell 'em how we roll) cruise control
Nuthin' make a woman feel better
Than Berettas and Amarettas, butter leathers and mad cheddars
Chillin in a Benz with my ami-gos
Tryin to stick a n*gga for his pe-sos
If you say so's, then I'm the same chick
That you wanna get with, lick up in my twat
Gotta hit the spot, if not don't test the poom poom
Nanny nanny, punani donny, hey
[Chorus: Puff Daddy (Biggie)]
No time for fake n*ggas (uh-uh, uh-uh)
Just sip some Cristal with these real n*ggas (uh-huh, uh-huh)
From East to West coast spread love n*ggas (that's right)
And while you n*ggas talk sh*t we count bank figures (he heh)
("How you figure that your team can effect my cream?")
I got, no time for fake n*ggas (uh-uh, uh-uh)
Just sip some Cristal with these real n*ggas (uh-huh, uh-huh)
("I rely on Bed-Stuy to shut it down if I die")
From East to West coast spread love n*ggas (that's right)
And while you n*ggas talk sh*t we count bank figures

[Verse 2: Lil' Kim, Puff Daddy]
How you like it baby? Uhh, from the front
Uhh, from the back, give that ass a smack
Bet your man won't do it like that
Can't work the middle, plus his thing too little
Let me grab your ta-ta's, do the cha-cha
Make you scream Pa-pa, you da best, Da Da
Now watch mama, go up and down di*k to jaw crazy
Uhh! Say my name baby (okay)
Before you nut, I'ma dribble down your butt cheeks
Make you wiggle, then giggle just a little
I'm drinkin babies, then I cracks for the Mercedes
Act shady, and feel my .380 {*gun c*cks*}
Or the raven, oohwee I see
Your girl ain't a "Freak Like Me", or Adina
Huh, can't fade the rhinoceros of rap (say what?)
Lil' Kim pus*y (uhh), how preposterous is that? (ha hah!)
[Chorus: Puff Daddy]
I got no time for fake n*ggas (uh-uh, uh-uh)
Just sip some Cristal with these real n*ggas (uh-huh, uh-huh)
From East to West coast spread love n*ggas (that's right)
And while you n*ggas talk sh*t we count bank figures (he heh)
I got, no time for fake n*ggas (uh-uh, uh-uh)
Just sip some Cristal with these real n*ggas (uh-huh, uh-huh)
From East to West coast spread love n*ggas (that's right)
And while you n*ggas talk sh*t we count bank figures (c'mon)

[Verse 3: Lil' Kim (Diddy)]
Uhh, right back at cha, the one Cleopatra (say what?)
Diggin' in your stash
(n*ggas think they gonna get some ass)
No money money
No licky licky -- f*ck the di*ky di*ky
And the quickie, gimme your loot
Your MAC-11 then shoot
Your game ain't sweet, John Paul peeps
Shouldn't compete, if you can't wet it, forget it
Don't sweat it, I bet it'd
Make ya c*m smooth if you let it
Huh, you can't stop a b*tch from ballin
Ha-ha to la-la to drive-by's they be callin', and you ain't know
While you be kickin' that old sh*t (talk to me) we makin hits
Platinum and gold sh*t (we don't stop)
I stay draped in diamonds and pearls
Beside every man is a Bad Girl
(That's right... '96, Bad Boys c'mon)
[Chorus: Puff Daddy]
I got no time for fake n*ggas (uh-uh, uh-uh)
Just sip some Cristal with these real n*ggas (uh-huh, uh-huh)
From East to West coast spread love n*ggas (that's right)
And while you n*ggas talk sh*t we count bank figures (he heh)
I got, no time for fake n*ggas (uh-uh, uh-uh)
Just sip some Cristal with these real n*ggas (uh-huh, uh-huh)
From East to West coast spread love n*ggas (that's right)
And while you n*ggas talk sh*t we count bank figures (c'mon)
As we proceed, to give you what you need!
We continue on!
Uh-uh, uh-uh, c'mon! Hahaha
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