Lyric Crush On You (in Album Hardcore)

Intro: Lil Cease

Undeas (uhh... uh-huh)
Lil Ceaser (uhh... uh-hah, Queen Bee)
Uhh (uh-huh, that s me)
Uhh, check it (Lil Kim)

Verse One: Lil Cease

Yo I be buyin em V s, so all my girls be eyein Cease
Comin backstage, dyin to get pleased
You got me, I rock thee, Versace and linen
While you stop your grinnin wit bunch of foxy women
Why you speed ball with cards, that s invalid
I get clothes, custom made, from a stylist
Cruise in my Lexus Land with no mileage
While you walk the street until your feet get calloused
Take you on a natural high, like a pilot
It be all good, toss your clothes like a salad
When it s all over put your vote in my ballot
It s my diner, I m Mel, and you re Alice
Spend a night, in Lil Cease palace
It be all good as long as you don t act childish
While you standin there with the Crist in your cup
If worse come to worse keep this on the hush, uhh

       Hook: Notorious B.I.G.

I know you seen me on the video (true)
I know you heard me on the radio (true)
But you still don t pay me no attention
Listenin to what your girlfriends mention
He s a slut, he s a hoe, he s a freak
Got a different girl every day of the week
It s cool, not tryin to put a rush on you
I had to let you know that I got a crush on you

Verse Two: Lil Kim

Aiyyo shorty, won t you go get a bag of the lethal
I ll be undressed in the bra all see through
While you count your jewels thinkin I ma cheat you
The only one thing I wanna do is freak you
Keep your stone sets, I got my own baguettes
And I ll be doin things that you won t regret
Lil Kim the Queen Bee, so you best take heed
Shall I proceed? (Yes indeed!)
I ma throw shade, if I can t get paid
Blow you up to your girl like the Army grenade
You can slide on my ice like the Escapade
And itchy-gitchy-yaya with the marmalade
Who me? Not you, oh yes, who s he?
I even dig yo man s style, but I love yo profile
Whisper in your ear and get you all shook up
But don t blush, just keep this on the hush

       Hook

Verse Three: Lil Cease, Lil Kim

While you tryin to catch Sea Breeze, I m in the PV s
All chrome D3 s, decked out TV s
CD s with crazy bass, keep my lady laced
Don t be fooled by the baby face
I hope ya not, cause your thighs got me hot
Only one plan, that s to rise to the top
I told you before, when I first pursued
I want a interlude, in the nude

You know I love the way you feel-a, sip my tequil-a
Works from the dealers, all in chinchila
Heat up the clutch, seven-fifty deluxe
Then we speed down the hutch, breakin trees in the dutch
I m not the one you sleep wit, to eat quick
Want a cheap trick? Better go down to FreakNik
You got to hit me off, buy this girl gifts of course
So I look slick, in my six, with my Christian LaCroix

       Hook (repeat 4X to fade)