Lyrics:
Hook)
Walked in and I’m feeling like Pac
It’s just me against the world
All eyes on me
Walked in and I’m feeling like BIG
I’m notorious in my city,
bounce (uh)
Straight playa, baby
Two rides outside with that OG ride
I'm high but it's all gravy
Snake skins, no Timbaland boots, get loot
I'll shoot if
straight for the fuss, elegant
Mary ain't around that much, celibate
Gimme some time to think
Gimme some, gimme some, time to think
Gimme some time to think
big baller
I don't give a fuck
Dead muthafucka don't get no special treatment from me
Look at Sarie's son little Eric
You know that muthafucka down
trying to bring them dogs out
Gimme me loot (loot)
Don’t hold out
Get you the boot (boot)
If you only out here chasing clout
I don’t care about
notorious wordsmiths
To ever grace the multiverse
Scientists have now confirmed a link between the high frequencies
Being omitted by both Venom and Carnage
curious
Drive by too fast you hear this shit
Too many big racks notorious
Wig i pulled her wig
She guinea everything I gotta pig
Gimme beanie in the front
B Side, B side, ha, check it
So, So Def Bad Boy collaboration
The Notorious BIG in the house
We got Da Brat in the house
And me, y'all know who I be
to the dough
Gimme that
Trap dont fold for the cash i go
Gimme that
All for the profit i fill up my pockets im on
Big up my supply
Never wait cause time will
surrounded her birth.
She was taken home by her father who had negative intentions towards her (he actually wanted her dead so he could have all that was
Gimme The Mic, I Will Make You Feel Allright
Just Gimme The Mic, I Will Make You Feel Allright (Styles The Cat)
Gimme The Mic, I Will Make You Feel
down, down, yeah, down, down, diggity I be downtown, lightin' up my city
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot Yeah, I'm feelin' kinda biggity
What you feelin'?
B.I.G.]
Split the dutches fill it with the skunk we about to
get wicked in the joint uh Notorious is glorious
*cough, cough)*
Niggaz now who's
baby push that GT G loot
Now what it do, ya baby show the platinum twos
Ain't playin' wit me homie let the eagle shoot
Now what it do, yeah baby young
baby push that GT G loot
Now what it do, ya baby show the platinum twos
Ain't playin' wit me homie let the eagle shoot
Now what it do, yeah baby young
[Intro: MIMS]
R.I.P.!!!! B.I.G.!!!!!! LET'S GO!!!!!
[Chorus: Notorious B.I.G. Sample (MIMS)]
For the bread n butta I leave niggas in the gutta
loot
Gimme dem checks
Gimme the paper
Money always on my fuc*in mind (I fu*k your mind)
Thats why I'm busy all the fuc*in time (fu*k your time)
I dont
on to you
Watching me I been peeping you
That Biggie baby gimme the loot
And I hit her once but she keep it cool
They can't believe it I been overachieving
(It's that heat, boy)
Everything is on point (on everything)
Creps are looking Gucci
Sharp is all I want until it suits me (ey)
Everything is
drained by Major Pain
Who got the loot? Big bodied Coupes and S-Classes
And when we swoop, kickin the loot or catchin casket
Load up the rigs, with
said I got a big belly big belly
And she love the way that I sing about it
Lord ah mercy lord ah mercy
If I leave without that back it hurt me
Come see
that they see me
Niggas just blind to the fact, no 3D
Damn, but the diamonds I'm wearing look HD
Panoramic Plasma, big screen
Man on fire, 500
Unnnnh
Yea
Yea that sound good
Yup
I got places I need go
If it aint bout the C-notes
Well.....Unnnnh
Gimme 20 feet bitch I need my space
Move aside
to the notorious Southside
One weapon to the four of us
Hiding in the corridor until we see the dominos car headlights
White boy in the wrong place at the right
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