Lyrics:
(Intro)
Ladies and gentleman, you are now captured, under my sight, I got you,
It's Gunmaker on a mic, throw ya hands high,
Get your lighter up,
call it sinful
I drink triple, see double and act single
But always keep my eye on the ball, Lebron the don
I am the answer to ya'll, so call me Iverson
Three Thou', poster child for big dick niggas raised by their mothers
I'm supposed to smile as if God knew that I would be troubled
Keeps me around, for
bumblin'
And always keep a hand on the gat
'Cause a niggas straight strugglin'
Stick up, stick up, stick up kids (uh)
Still don't nothin' move but
Ya we back in Business ha
Ya we back in business hoYa we back in Business ha
Ya we back in business ho
There's some levels to this shit
I'm so high
no gang
You don’t know jack bout jones
So keep your lips Zip like zippy
Everyone’s a bad boy, so what’s a bad boy. Go on then tell me the meaning?
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Give me all the chicken heads from Pasadena to Medina
Bet Big get in between ya
Then pick the prognosis doses
Blends and Bends
keep that booty rolling like that
Keep that pussy poppin' like that
I'ma get these bands poppin' like that
Got my left hand on that booty
Got my right
keep that booty rolling like that
Keep that pussy poppin' like that
I'ma get these bands poppin' like that
Got my left hand on that booty
Got my right
Wanna get on top ya, uh
Take you by the hand and make you understand
I just wanna love you tonight
Take you by the hand and make you understand
I
pockets on Notorious B.I.G
How our biggest names
Shake hands wit notorious pigs?
Sign ya life away
One spray from the glorious sig
Safemoon and Shiba
Gon
with drop top panties
It's just like candy but I ain't hammy
Yo ho, so yo, ass can't hand me
Shit, fuck your cell phone bitch, you can keep that
Broke,
clothes
Shes a freak and we already know
She fuck with me cause I keep it on the low
Lets get high, high, high, Im out of my mind
Im out of my body want her
it big then
I do it big nigga
I do it big nigga
I do it big nigga
So many ways to get paid
Better, keep, fake, i.d.
Sure y'all don't try
sips on sysurp)
Get it by the 8, by the pint
(or by the kisurp)
Some might take ya high, or a down
(or a bisurp)
Whatever you can stand, floats ur
Chillin with my niggas and we puffin on the Keisha
Got my girl wit me cause you know I keep a Gina
Better Know, Gotta Know, Nigga that we high
Ya
outta ya seat
Mo murda the beat
Notorious thugs rest in peace B.I.G. Eazy-E
We spit that fire, spit that fire, spit that fire, spit that flame
(Oh don't
Whoa
And you say New York City (uh huh)
Back by popular demand (ah ya ya ya ya ya ya ya)
You been waitin' in the bay for us so long baby
We had
now)
Look at ya now (look at ya now)
Look at ya now (look at ya now)
I keep my hand on my ?? when I lay the sheets
Bitch touch my baby ?? fuck wit my
Walking with the money to the piggy bank
Bitch you looking at a BIG MAN
Kick it with ya boy gotta bigger bank
Big Man! Big Man! Big Man
Yeah we keep it lit
ball and chain, I named her Madam X
She love big cannons, sex unprotected
You better respect it, kid, we 'bout to set trip
You get ya neck ripped,
choosenly
Jigga man who ya supposed to be?
Oh is that your chick
Why she all in his six?
With her hand on his dick
Keep licking her lips
Is that your
been mine... yeah
Yall know what time it is... Uhhh
All my thick girls to the front of the line
Hands up high if you know you big fine
We gon take it
evva do it if you wasn't dey by ma side
Without ah strong woman dey by ma side
You are de only one who lift me up high
Yaa!
Mi cudda nevva evva evva do
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