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    "You Can't Win" Lyrics

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    [Puff Daddy]
    Ladies and gentleman
    (Come on throw your hands in the air like this one time)
    One-two, this thing on right here
    (We ain't gonna stop)
    Can y'all hear me out there?
    (And we want every one in this motherfucker to get out their seat)
    Ladies and gentleman without further adieu
    (It's our time)
    I'd like to introduce to you, my bitch

    [Lil' Kim]
    Fuck that, bitches don't deserve to rap
    I'm back, and I'm about to murder cats
    Trying to take my crown, I ain't letting that go down
    I cop the four pound and go the whole twelve rounds, yeah
    You broke hoes need to throw in the towel
    Life's a wheel of fortune and y'all can't buy a vowel
    Who me? That's none of your concern
    Like ashes in the urn, more money to burn
    Damn my ass is firm, stay away from germs
    Pussy flawless, get wetted in worms
    If you only knew like Aaliyah
    How your man be hawking me and stalking me
    When he fucking you he see me
    Every crack valve or record he sell I get a piecey
    Easy, believe me, my words is credible
    Ask Nat Cole huh, I'm unforgettable
    Don't let the QB get a hold of your guy
    Sex him well, get him high, he might fuck around and die

    [1 - Lil' Kim]
    I guess you know by now who's number one
    Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's where I'm from
    (Number one)
    So if you got beef better think again
    (Number one)
    Cause you can't win
    (You can't win)

    [Repeat 1]

    Your so called vendetta was light like birds' feathers
    Even with an umbrella, you can't stop my hurricane
    I moved on to bigger and better things
    Y'all still making minimum wage
    First on stage, like the ever I graze
    Leave you amazed
    And keep the fifth by the rib cage
    All you jealous ass holes is rebellious ass holes
    Still trying to recoup from the first album ass holes
    You's a gangster, prove it
    Wanna shoot me, do it
    That's word than Jerry McGuire
    I'll set that ass on fire
    That's how you work with barbed wire
    Carve my name in your face
    Pour gas-o-line on you and drop you at the gas station
    Y'all chicks ain't blind, I shine like polyeurotheme
    Cocoa butter creme
    That's the gleam of drugs baby like codeine
    Low self esteem, eh-eh, the flows excellent
    Your's is satisfactory return them to the factory
    I mean practically, the shit is whack for me
    Mama bear, finally out of hibernating
    Here to tell you chicks to stop tailgating

    [Repeat 1 (2x)]

    [Lil' Kim]
    It's the B-I-G-M-A-M-A
    Often tipsy, cabin in Percipsy
    I've been in this shit since Biz hit the, one-two
    Nothing left to do
    Move it in there, cathedral ceilings
    Don't come to my house, it might hurt your feelings
    P Diddy introduced me to the business side
    Fired me a few mill and a couple of oil spills
    That's how we do it, you chicks is no thrill
    Doin' it Flinstones style, car with no wheels
    Still on tricycles, riding bicycles
    Our diamonds be so white they look like icicles
    I'm getting sick and tired of hearing all these rough drafts
    On the countdown, don't make me laugh
    Got my own company, I'm chief of the staff
    They say we twins then I'm the better half
    I'm nasty worse than Howard Stern
    This court is adjourned
    And now it's your turn bitch

    [Repeat 1 (2x)]

    [Puff Daddy]
    Can you feel me?
    I just wanna know if y'all can feel me
    I just wanna know if y'all can feel me out there
    It's not a game, we're back
    And this time we're not going anywhere
    Number one, that's my bitch
    Recognize! Ya feel me?
    Yeah, yeah, yeah
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