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Song: | Notorious B.I.G ft. Lil Kim & Puff Daddy |
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Yo, check it Call Lil Cease, tell that motherf- to bring me some motherf- weed for this hospital Man, - that (No-No-No-Notorious) Tell that reporter to go pick up ten thousand from Dez And go take about like 20 G's from Gino (No-No-No-Notorious) Tell that motherf- get this - next door up out of here Be snoring all night I can't sleep (No-No-No-Notorious) Call that big butt nurse with the long hair to come - my - (No-No-No-Notorious) (Bad Boy, baby, c'mon), uh The doctor said I need about three weeks of recovery But the nurses is loving me Sayin' the best part of the day is my half Feeding me breakfast, and giving me a sponge bath (Notorious) Say I died dead in the streets (c'mon) I'm getting high, getting - on the beach (that's right) Chillin', sitting on about half a million With all my -, all my -, all my women Next two years, I should see about a billion All for the love of drug dealing Got no love for the other side, - them tricks (- them) Any repercussion, Junior M.A.F.I.A. spit clips (that's right) All the time, Big Poppa kick the war rhymes Raw flows, and that's how it goes Notorious (c'mon) We are, we are No-No-No-Notorious He is (yeah), he is No-No-No-Notorious This for my - slingin' thangs (yeah), had my ring encaged (uh-huh) Truck, necklace, igloo, ring and things For the - who see them rims spin and grin That - with the V-trim that win And the enormous fields disperse of rap (that's right) On the road to the riches, more furs to drag More - to kill (c'mon), than birds to bag (yeah) Hit the Jeweler and splurge the tab, uh (c'mon) Hops, out the truck like, 'Trick, what up?' Call me Sean if you - call me gone when I - (c'mon) That's the end of us, get your friend to f- Untwist and bend her up, you know the deal (No-Notorious) Talkin' real greasy on some balling - (that's right) Funny how quick these - forget (c'mon) Actin' like I ain't the reason they traded they - (uh) Switched that five (yeah), copped that six (that's right) It's all good, you know who the clone is F- The Joneses, - tryna keep up with the Combses (c'mon, y'all) No-No-Notorious We are, we are No-No-No-Notorious (what's his name?) He is (yeah), he is No-No-No-Notorious (c'mon, what's his name?) Who that queen - keep her glass filled to the rim? (C'mon) The Notorious K-I to the M (that's right) That's me, on MTV, no doubt (Notorious) Out like what? I don't give a - Y'all know my attitude, can't stand my cologne Then stay your - home (uh), you and your chaperone (that's right) Things done changed, but we continue to reign As the King and the Queen of hip-hop, me and B.I Frank White still listen to all the attention (yeah) I'm by his side with the chrome fifth playin' my position (that's right) Sexy, young thing from the ghetto That - rocking mics in high heel stilettos (that's right) We taking over like Francis (oh) Switching our styles like the hottest new dancers (c'mon) See, I let y'all - to stack a little paper Be glad I pushed my album back, I did y'all - a favor! Notorious (she did you a favor) We are, we are (c'mon now, yeah) No-No-No-Notorious (what's his name?) He is, he is (Bad Boy, baby) No-No-No-Notorious (we are, c'mon) We are, we are (Queen Bee, baby) No-No-No-Notorious (we are, c'mon) He is, he is (B.I.G., baby) No-No-No-Notorious (he is c'mon) We are, we are (yeah) No-No-No-Notorious (Bad Boy, 2000) He is, he is (B.I.G. Born Again) No-No-No-Notorious (and he won't stop, 'cause he can't stop) We are, we are (yeah, uh-huh) No-No-No-Notorious (Brooklyn, baby) He is, he is (New York) No-No-No-Notorious We are
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