see (Make it hot) I'm just trying to be all I can be Ohh, yeah When the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellin' Will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that
after I, after I shit on her I'm sposed to hit that after that? She's just wilding out so after I shits on the bitch right Ya know I shit, after I shits
Format venture, back through that maze I sent ya Talkin' to the rap inventor ***** wit the game tight, Bic that flame right Spell my name right, B I, double G, I
up frequent flier mileage Gotta let it show, I love the dough, hey I love the dough, more than you know Gotta let it show, I love the dough, hey I'
, CD blast, I was past She came twice I came last, roll the grass She giggle, sayin', "I'm smokin' on home ground" Then I heard her moan, honey, I'm home
askin' me no question I'ma tell you why I'm mad, you kno' what I'm sayin'? I'ma tell you why I'm mad, I'ma tell you why I'm mad These niggaz is makin'
king till the G's crept in and now I'm missin' 'em Ooh, I'm missin' you Tell me why the road turns, why it turns Ooh, I'm missin' you Nah nah nah nah
listen to me motherfucker? I reach my peak, I can't speak Call my nigga Cheek, tell him that my will is weak Aiyyo c'mon nigga, cut that I'm sick of
See, I told you See, I told y'all muh'fuckers Yo, yo, that stupid nigga man I told y'all to stop, he fucked up, yo Time, time for you to die As I kiss
I live til' my last day? Hittin' honies that be nasty Gettin' money in the fast way And I only care halfway But I still can't let you pass me Can I live
Me Morgan than Freeman I took the cream and moved to new places, new faces Fuck the screw faces, 'cause when I flip I make the papers, dangerous, we
High [repeat 3X] [Verse One: Biggie, BizzyBone,KrayzieBone] aint too many can bang with us Armed and dangerous straight up weed no angel dust, label us notorious
I need another bitch, another bitch, in my life I know he don't treat you like I treat you Time to explain the game you see through Sex is lethal, I
, capiche? Everybody gettin' cream no one considered them leech Think about it now, that's damn near one-point-five I kill 'em all I'll be set for life
{Good evening and for my last hit I'd like to take you back to the classic B.I.G. style of course} Playa hater, turn your head 'round Lay on the ground
wanna be with me, Puff Daddy B.I.G., bring that ass to me You must be used to me spendin' And all that sweet winin' and dinin' Well, I'm fuckin' you
While I give your girl the eye, player please Lyrically, niggaz see, B.I.G. be flossin' jig on the cover of Fortune Five double oh, get the phone number your name I
see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways I guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid I put hoes in NY onto
