𝗙𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 Lady Of 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗥𝗼𝘄

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𝗜𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗶𝗲𝘄𝗲𝗿- 𝗗𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗟𝗶𝗹 𝗞𝗶𝗺?

𝗜𝗰𝘆- 𝗪𝗲 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗹𝘆 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗽𝘂𝘁 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘁 𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗮. 𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝗱𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘂𝗽 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘁 𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿. 𝗢𝘂𝗿 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝗻 𝗲𝘅𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗽𝗼𝗶𝗻𝘁

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Feb 2, 1995

"Thank you for tuning in to Hip Hop radio, I'm your Host Bobitto Garcia and your are about to listen to Get Money by new Hip Hop group, Junior Mafia. This track was just released today by the way folks so get in your car and turn those radios and up ladies and gentlemen. let's listen"

"You heard that? Turn the radio up." Kevin rushed Saweetie while he sat in the back seat trying to peek his head up to listen closer.

Saweetie had just picked both him and Stacy up so they could go with her to look for her a new house. She was serious when she said she had to get out of the house Suge had bought her last year. Now that she had the time she was going to go looking for a new place so she should could move as soon as possible. She didn't want to wait too long because if she did she would have to wait till after her tour to go looking for houses, and that was simply just too far from now.

"Alright damn I'm turning it up, there." Saweetie turned up the radio for Kevin.

Fuck bitches, get money. fuck niggaz, get money (3X)
[Kim]Hehehe
[Big]WHAT? Uhh, sex em up
[Kim]The fuck? That shit ain't even? big boy
[Big]Oh aight, you don't, you don't get none of that shit
Uhh, check it out
[Kim]Bout to "get money"

You wanna sip Mo' on my living room flo'
Play Nintendo with Cease-a-Leo
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 tit-tie sayin B-I-G, now check it
You wanna be my main squeeze baby
Don'tcha, you wanna gimme what I need baby
Won'tcha, 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 youse the one I trusted
Who would ever think that you would spread like mustard?

Both Kevin and Saweetie nodded their heads while listening to Biggie's verse. Although East Coast and West Coast were currently at odds, they couldn't deny the fact that the song was good.

"Listen that Lil Kim girl about to rap." Stacy announced while listening to the song as well.

Uhh, whoo! Get at me
Whoo, I told you niggaz
Niggaz. betta grab a seat
Grab on your dick as this bitch gets deep
Deeper than the pussy of a bitch six 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 now, niggaz press to hit it
Play me like a chicken, thinkin I'm pressed to get it
Rather do the killin than the stick up jooks
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'tcha, you wanna lick between my knees nigga
Don'tcha wanna see me whippin your 3 down the Ave.