Lil’ Kim – Pray for Me (feat. Rick Ross)

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Lil’ Kim – Pray for Me (feat. Rick Ross) Lyrics

[Intro] Ecstasy

[Verse 1: Musiq Soulchild, Lil’ Kim, Musiq Soulchild & Lil’ Kim] Started out heart cold (Heart cold)
Done it like never before (Done it like never before) (Never, never)
So many shows, so many tours (Woah)
And you the one that I do it for
Still goin’ to this day (To this day)
Still got all my songs on replay
If you want me to stay (Want me to stay)
I’m gon’ need you to just pray

[Chorus: Lil’ Kim, Musiq Soulchild] Pray for me (For me, yeah)
‘Cause I’ve been in these streets so much, I don’t if I’ma make it (I don’t know)
I don’t if I’ma make it (I don’t know)
Pray for me (Yeah, yeah)
‘Cause times get hard and the money gets low
But don’t give up, you gotta stay down before the come up

[Verse 2: Lil’ Kim, Lil’ Kim & Musiq Soulchild, Musiq Soulchild] We got it out the mud like football cleats
You put the ring on my finger but you married to the streets (Ooh, ooh)
I know you gettin’ to the bag, baby
I just pray to God that make it back baby, huh (Oh)
I ain’t worried ’bout a bitch takin’ you from me (No)
I’m more worried about the streets takin’ you from me (Oh)
I’m more worried about police takin’ you from me (Yeah, oh, oh)
So before you leave the house kiss me and tell me that you love me

[Chorus: Lil’ Kim & Musiq Soulchild, Musiq Soulchild] Pray for me (Pray for me, yeah, yeah, yeah)
‘Cause I’ve been in these streets so much, I don’t if I’ma make it (I don’t know)
I don’t if I’ma make it (No)
Pray for me (So, just pray for me, yeah)
‘Cause times get hard and the money gets low (Oh don’t give up)
But don’t give up, gotta stay down for the come up

[Bridge: Lil’ Kim, Musiq Soulchild] See I’ve been prayin’ for my [?] Every night on my knees (On my knees)
I’ve been prayin’ for you (Prayin’, prayin’)
Pray for me
You gotta hustle with your head (Hustle with your head)
And not with your heart (Not with you heart)
You gotta mean what you say (What you say)
And finish, finish, what you start

[Interlude / Beat Switch: Rick Ross] [?] all the Gucci sweaters and gold Jesus pieces
Light up a backwood, uh
What you start, what you start
Maybach Music

[Verse 3: Rick Ross] Wake up in Versace boxers at the Ritz
Fell asleep gold Rolex on my wrist, huh
Who ever thought that I would grow to be rich?
All these niggas tried to hit me but these niggas missed (Han)
My brothers with your bomb, please send ’em my salam (Lord)
That brand new CLA cross my [?] I swear I come in peace but my lil homies aren’t
Hear them gunshots that come from Brooklyn, I’m in the Bronx
Bulletproof the Bimmer and I’m battle ready (Boss)
Me and Kimmy ’til I die, forever ever ?
I’m talkin’ money, pussy, nigga ?
Goin’ back to Cali so I’m more than ready (Han)
Gucci sweaters, Jesus pieces’ just gotta do it big (Ha)
Run up on you and I really let you live
It ain’t traffic and [?] twenty mil’
I wack a nigga and I’m down to do the bill (Boss)

[Verse 4: Lil’ Kim] Gucci sweaters, Jesus pieces’ just gotta do it big (Ha)
[?] said you need a Kim if you gon’ do it big
Niggas want the smoke, I hope out with the [?] I wack a nigga then buy a flight to Madrid
I did the bid, now I do the most
Whole team burnin’ bread, let’s make a toast
I ain’t the type to brag, I let that paper boost
Then I wash the dirty money [?] Rich milli’, have million
My shit slap [?] Quarter milli’ [?] on shoes
Give a broke bitch the blues
Waitin’ on for the couple milli’ in high heel
Jimmy Choo’s, I’m a bad bitch from every angle
Jesus hang around your neck like the noose
Made a bitch pray for you, ’cause you know I got the juice
We bet it big at the crap table
Seven eleven, open like the 7/11
Workin’ all night, 24/7
Fuck the FBI, I only confess to the revenue
Put that on my bread
Let this be a lesson when you disrespect the legend
Ross the boss, [?] is you stupid?
Ride the beat like a Wraith but this is May-may-maybach Music

[Outro: Musiq Soulchild] Pray for me (Pray for me, oh)
‘Cause I’ve been in these streets so much, I don’t if I’ma make it (I don’t know)
I don’t if I’ma make it (No, oh)
Pray for me (Just pray for me, pray for me)
‘Cause, ’cause times get hard and the money gets low (Oh don’t give up)
But don’t give up, gotta stay down for the come up