[Notorious B.I.G.]
n*****... b******...
Uhh
Chorus: B.I.G.
(n*****) Grab your d*** if you love hip-hop
(b******) Rub your t****** if you love Big Poppa
Gotcha, open off the words I say because
"This type of s*** it happens everyday" --> Slick Rick
Verse One: Lil' Ceasar
Check it out, uhh
Now who smoke more blunts than a little bit?
What are you a idiot?
Listen to the lyrics I spit like M1's
Got mad guns up in the cabin
Cause Cease ain't the one for the dibbin and dabbin s***
I make it happen, you got your a** caught
All you saw was fire, from the Honda Passport
or the M.P., what if you see, then I miss ya
I blow up spots like little sisters
G'wan grit ya teeth, g'wan b*** ya nails to the cuticles
Like Murray, my killings, be the most beautiful
Junior M.A.F.I.A. click, thick like Luke dancers
n***** grab your gats, b****** take a glance at
the little one, pullin over in the Land Rover
Playin Big Willie style with a chaffeur, yaknahmean?
Stack the green, read all between the lines
A n**** act up, makes the b****** hard to find
Chorus: repeat 2X
Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G.
(How ya livin Biggie Smalls?) I'm surrounded by criminals
Heavy rollers even the sheisty individuals
Smokin skunk and mad Phillies
Beatin down Billy Badasses, cracks in stacks and masses
If robbery's a class, bet I pass it
s*** get drastic, I'm buryin ya b******s
Big Poppa never softenin
Take you to the church, rob the preacher for the offerin
Leave the f***** coughin up blood, and his pockets like rabbit ears
Covered the wife, kleenex for the kid's tears
Versace wear, Moschino on my b******
She whippin my ride, countin my one's, thinkin I'm richest
Just the way players play, all day everyday
I don't know what else to say
I've been robbin n***** since Run and them was singin 'Here We Go'
s*****in ropes at the Roxie homeboy you didn't know
my flow, detrimental to your health
Usually roll for self, I have son ridin shotgun
My mind's my nine, my pen's my Mac-10
My target, all you wack n***** who started rappin
Junior M.A.F.I.A. steelo, n***** know the half
Caviar for breakfast, champagne bubble baths
Runnin up in pretty b****** constantly
The Smalls b****, who the f*** it was supposed to be?
Chorus: repeat 2X
Verse Three: Lil' Kim
I used to pack Macs in Cadillacs
Now I pimp gats in the Ac's, watch my n***** backs
Nines in the stores, glocks in the bags
Maxin mini-markets, gettin money with the Arabs
No question, confession, yes it's the lyrical
b****** squeeze your t***, n***** grab your genitals
Proteins and minerals, excluse subliminals
Big Momma shoots the game to all you w****** and criminals
I kick the rilli with my peeps all day
325's roll by with the windows down halfway
D-K-N-Y, oh my, I'm jiggy
It's all about the Smalls and my f***** n**** Biggie
b****** love the way I bust a rhyme
Cause they all in line screamin one more time
n*****, grab your d***s if you love hip-hop
b****** rub-a-dub in the back of the club, straight up
n*****... b******...
Uhh
Chorus: B.I.G.
(n*****) Grab your d*** if you love hip-hop
(b******) Rub your t****** if you love Big Poppa
Gotcha, open off the words I say because
"This type of s*** it happens everyday" --> Slick Rick
Verse One: Lil' Ceasar
Check it out, uhh
Now who smoke more blunts than a little bit?
What are you a idiot?
Listen to the lyrics I spit like M1's
Got mad guns up in the cabin
Cause Cease ain't the one for the dibbin and dabbin s***
I make it happen, you got your a** caught
All you saw was fire, from the Honda Passport
or the M.P., what if you see, then I miss ya
I blow up spots like little sisters
G'wan grit ya teeth, g'wan b*** ya nails to the cuticles
Like Murray, my killings, be the most beautiful
Junior M.A.F.I.A. click, thick like Luke dancers
n***** grab your gats, b****** take a glance at
the little one, pullin over in the Land Rover
Playin Big Willie style with a chaffeur, yaknahmean?
Stack the green, read all between the lines
A n**** act up, makes the b****** hard to find
Chorus: repeat 2X
Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G.
(How ya livin Biggie Smalls?) I'm surrounded by criminals
Heavy rollers even the sheisty individuals
Smokin skunk and mad Phillies
Beatin down Billy Badasses, cracks in stacks and masses
If robbery's a class, bet I pass it
s*** get drastic, I'm buryin ya b******s
Big Poppa never softenin
Take you to the church, rob the preacher for the offerin
Leave the f***** coughin up blood, and his pockets like rabbit ears
Covered the wife, kleenex for the kid's tears
Versace wear, Moschino on my b******
She whippin my ride, countin my one's, thinkin I'm richest
Just the way players play, all day everyday
I don't know what else to say
I've been robbin n***** since Run and them was singin 'Here We Go'
s*****in ropes at the Roxie homeboy you didn't know
my flow, detrimental to your health
Usually roll for self, I have son ridin shotgun
My mind's my nine, my pen's my Mac-10
My target, all you wack n***** who started rappin
Junior M.A.F.I.A. steelo, n***** know the half
Caviar for breakfast, champagne bubble baths
Runnin up in pretty b****** constantly
The Smalls b****, who the f*** it was supposed to be?
Chorus: repeat 2X
Verse Three: Lil' Kim
I used to pack Macs in Cadillacs
Now I pimp gats in the Ac's, watch my n***** backs
Nines in the stores, glocks in the bags
Maxin mini-markets, gettin money with the Arabs
No question, confession, yes it's the lyrical
b****** squeeze your t***, n***** grab your genitals
Proteins and minerals, excluse subliminals
Big Momma shoots the game to all you w****** and criminals
I kick the rilli with my peeps all day
325's roll by with the windows down halfway
D-K-N-Y, oh my, I'm jiggy
It's all about the Smalls and my f***** n**** Biggie
b****** love the way I bust a rhyme
Cause they all in line screamin one more time
n*****, grab your d***s if you love hip-hop
b****** rub-a-dub in the back of the club, straight up