Custom Made (Give It to You) Song Lyrics

I gets right to the point, no time to play around
When it comes to this cheddar, lay a nigga down
Bust shots at his Rover if he dare come back around
Pay me on time or I gots to take mine

At first I seem friendly but that's just in me
I warn you when I blow, it gets a little windy
You make me wanna fight you, I ain't nothin' like you
Y'all paper thin, my shit recycled

They call me Lil' Kim, A.K.A. Cover Girl
Sometimes I feel like I'm from another fuckin' world
Niggaz buy me glass slippers and diamond fingernails
And aww, shit, I got it all in this bitch

Goodness gracious, the papers
Where the cash at? Where the stash at?
Nigga pass that
We rollin' in tinted Nav's
TV's in the dash, see we love the cash

Goodness gracious, the papers
Where the cash at? Where the stash at?
Nigga pass that