Lyrics Lil’ Kim – Keys To The City

Chorus
I’m the only bitch with the Keys To The City,
I’m the only bitch with the Keys To The City,
I’m the only bitch, I-I,I’m the only bitch,

Lil Kim
Uh, Uh, Uh, Uhhhhh,
A boss bitch, work from home and she able,
It’s like Surgery Operations on the table,
Cut it, cook it, bring it back,
Flip it
Bring it back
Better have my money, if you don’t bring it nigga bring it back!
They puttin’ orders in, with my Subordonates, cause I got that uncut
and I ain’t never shortenin’
LOCK SMITH! I lock these hoes out reallyyyy!
I’m the only bitch with the Keys To The City!
Bricks under-aged, I get’em under 20
And they ain’t never growin’ up, Peter Pan windddaayy!
I got the fairy dust bitch!
I can make you flyyy, or at least believe it like R. Kelly when he higghhh!
So don’t disturb momma in the kitchen,
Chefin’ up powder we gon’ eat off what I’m mixxiinnnn!
Me and them bitch* don’t mix in, that’s why I went to jail for not snitchennn!

Chorus
I’m the only bitch with the Keys To The City,
I’m the only bitch with the Keys To The City,
I’m the only bitch, I-I,I’m the only bitch,
I-I, I’m the only bitch with the Keys To The City

I’m the only nigga with the Keys To The City

Young Jeezy
I’m the only nigga with the Keys To The City
I’m the only nigga with the Keys To The City
I’m the only nigga, I-I,I’m the only nigga,
I-I, I’m the only nigga with the Keys To The City
I’m the only bitch with the Keys To The City,
I’m the only bitch with the Keys To The City,
I’m the only bitch, I-I,I’m the only bitch,
I-I, I’m the only bitch with the Keys To The City,

Lil Kim
Uh, Uh, Uhhh,
Uh, I got the keys like Swizzaayyy!
Imma bout to flood the whole cittaaayy!
It’s Kimmy Blanco, black widow,
Whip It, Whip It real hard like a young willow,
Quick to break a bitch down like a fuckin’ Kilo!
Bout to shut down «The Carter» like I’m fuckin’ Nino!
I’m Universal bitch,
I distribute the shit!!
I never fly but I throw a couple brickss,
This that Columbian Godmother shit,
Get a nigga clipped faster than a «bluntpiff»!
Sprinkle ashes on your corps!
You a worker tryin’ go against the BOSS!
I got that cocaine flow like Griselda,
Every sentence I speak is Paraphernalia!
I’m countin’ money like a bank tella,
The girl stay flyer than hellacopta’ propellas’!