Money, Power Respect lyrics

*background singing, children playing*

This is the north part of Yonker
Their home
A whole world all to itself
You could get to any borough 30 minutes from here
It might as well be 3,000 miles away
Over there, that's Alexander Street Precinct
The sounds of the sirens fill the neighbornood
It was around 1997
L-O-X was the sound of the street

[Sheek]
uh, yo, yo
Hey Yo it's fucked up, in the right hand
Flash his badge with his left hand
On some Donnie Brascoe shit, forget about it
Made men, should hang with made men
Not the wife and children, that's when rats come in
It be your girl in the palor, talking like shit rich
And next to her, gettin her nails done is your enemy's bitch

* send corrections to boggmoss@harborcom.net

[Styles]
Catch me in the dirt ??
In the ?? porche burning out
Head across seas, bout to turn it out
Coming back home to a furnish house
We three deep, What?, and we ain't get no sleep
We on the next flight, 25 a night, damn right
Plan is to keep the fam tight
Copping the Vipe and I ain't stopping at the light

(Jadakiss)
Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh
Aiyo I woke up in a daze wit da slight headache
You know tha usual tha studio gettin red late
Serious jetlag when I get to bed late
That why I fuck cause I be weak when I get head late
Today I got a session wit Ronnie I mean Veronica
Met her last year about a week before Hanukkah
Sounds foolish I mean honey wasn’t jewish

Come on, yeah

[I'm comin]

Come on, yeah

[I'm comin]

Come on, yeah

[I'm comin]

Come on, yeah

[I'm comin]

(2x)

Stlyes:

Can't stop, won't stop

Everything drop like panties, hot like Miami

Move like little black kid stealing candy

Barely seen, honnies call me barely cream

Real generals never fail eighteen

Would you believe, I know what's up your sleeve

(Jadakiss)
Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh
Aiyo I woke up in a daze wit da slight headache
You know tha usual tha studio gettin red late
Serious jetlag when I get to bed late
That why I fuck cause I be weak when I get head late
Today I got a session wit Ronnie I mean Veronica
Met her last year about a week before Hanukkah
Sounds foolish I mean honey wasn¡Â¯t jewish

(Stylez)
Another small town cat with a million dollar fetish
Learned my first lesson in jail from a peasant
Always seem pleasant
Happy to be present
Said he past due, shouldn't have been in the essence
Streets is like your girl, treat it like your wife
You can flirt around with drugs, but don't hit the pipe
You can mess around with guns but death ain't right

[Jadakiss]
At the table sayin' a prayer holdin' hands
And we got two stolen Benz everything's according to plans
If anybody in the fam gets pinched
Don't worry 'bout your kids control your wench
Don't worry 'bout the money it's gon' get rinsed
And don't worry 'bout me I won't approach the bench
Now let's roll out and get that paper retho
It might look easy but it's not sweet though

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I think it's time I start feelin bitchy

I've been too nice, too muthafuckin long

Yeah, it's definately time I get nasty
[Goin' be some shit]

Sheek:

Yeah, yo, well if I can't talk less squall finish streets like the westerns

Ten paces, turn around and squeeze at unfamiliar faces

First y'all industry niggas shut the fuck up

(Chorus)
If you really dig me, and you think I'm jiggy
Come on shorty let me know
We can get together, we can do whatever
But you cant get no dough

(Verse 1)
Yo, since the Mona video you been trackin' me down
tryin' to figure out how I lookin'perso-nal, Baby
forget looks tell me can you roll with crooks
the three hot niggas rising in the Billboard books, nigga

(Puff talking)
See, I want to get back to the love
Let's start love over, come on

Chorus (Carl Thomas)
Let's start love over
Back to the way things were
Forget about them
Cause all we got is us
We can make it
Sad if we try
I want to start love over
Let's make it do or die

(Stylez)
When I was nine years old
I realized there was a road
At the end I would win lots of pots of gold

I think it's time I start feelin bitchy
I've been too nice, too muthafuckin long
Yeah, it's definately time I get nasty
[Goin' be some shit]

Sheek:
Yeah, yo, well if I can't talk less squall finish streets like the westerns
Ten paces, turn around and squeeze at unfamiliar faces
First y'all industry niggas shut the fuck up
Swear you know a nigga's shit by readin the Vibe

f/ DMX, Lil' Kim

(Lil Kim)

See I believe in money, power, and respect.

First You get the money.
Then you get the muthafuckin, power.

After you get the fuckin' power muthafuckas will respect you.

(Chorus [Lil Kim])

It's the key to life.

Money, power, and respect.

Whatchu' need in life.

Money, power, and respect.

When you eatin' right.

Money, power, and respect.

(Chorus)
If you really dig me, and you think I'm jiggy
Come on shorty let me know
We can get together, we can do whatever
But you cant get no dough

(Verse 1)
Yo, since the Mona video you been trackin' me down
tryin' to figure out how I lookin'perso-nal, Baby
forget looks tell me can you roll with crooks
the three hot niggas rising in the Billboard books, nigga

featuring DMX, Lil' Kim

(Lil Kim)
See I believe in money, power, and respect.
First You get the money.
Then you get the muthafuckin, power.
After you get the fuckin' power muthafuckas will respect you.

(Chorus [Lil Kim])
It's the key to life.
Money, power, and respect.
Whatchu' need in life.
Money, power, and respect.
When you eatin' right.
Money, power, and respect.

(Mmm... can't believe we doin this record)

We'll always love Big Poppa
We'll always love Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big)

*vocals get louder*
We'll always love Big Poppa
We'll always love Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big)
We'll always love Big Poppa (Yeah)
We'll always love Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big)

I look in the clouds, hope you past the sun