Lyrics:
of
Sounds like this
Or you know
That sort of thing
I started
Sort of tapping
It annoyed the crap
Out of
My fourth-grade teacher
Ms. Frechette
She was
Josuke had to get a new stand
Bitch it's that notorious B.I.G.
I Got money coming in week by week
Breaking down the game to bits piece by piece
And I'm
to gracefully allow the past to hang like no big deal.
Bands that break up and then reunite for money can do whatever they want but it makes me glad that I am
column, didn't have to cook a rock
A damn goodie two-shoes, that what they call ya
Never judge a person or a book by it's covers
Just because my tone is
things
I pulled out a stack of green, shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine, shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine,
nefarious
Partying the heaviest, not living serious
Vibing in the high life we're finally victorious
Big like notorious, everything luxurious
Trying all that
little
To zero
Movement
Just to make that thing wiggle
Jiggle
Oooh wee
Shawty know what she do to me
When she walk by gotta watch it like a movie
Every
old aussie pride
When you are exploring
A special thing to know
Is how to say a loud
COO-EE
Shout it as you go
COO-EE
Is fun to say
I would like to try
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
And I don't stop, until I screw
Jeans skirt
boxes
So we split up and met back at the apartment
Hell yeah (yo ain't you hungry my nigga?)
Hell yeah (you want to get paid my nigga?)
Hell yeah
Good seeing you too
JK: I guess we should
Talk about what happened
Because I do think that somewhere in you
You want people to understand where you’re
Meanwhile
I'm sort of like a geek in the streets
But lethal, I could teach you
How to roll with the freaks now
The old school style
Bringing it back like new
original, yea
I want original, yea
Done with the same old, yea
Going back to original, yea
Might be that my dreams provoke me
To do that right thing it's
Well it's the Funk Docta Spock
Meth-Tical
Biggie, Biggie
Uhh, uhh, uhh, (yo c'mon Big) uhh
Fuck that, I preach it, my nine reaches
Well it's the Funk Docta Spock
Meth-Tical
Biggie, Biggie
Uhh, uhh, uhh, (yo c'mon Big) uhh
Fuck that, I preach it, my nine reaches
some big, old changes
Doing some different things, yeah
Get up out your bed, think outside your head
And you won't get the same things
Same thing
design
By me it's
Show time
Quit playing
Your hoe mine
Quit saying
My name slime
Don't know me like T.I.
Big guns like I'm G.X.
Notorious B.I.
Just suvk
design
By me it is show time
Quit playing
Your hoe mine
Quit saying my name slime
Don't know me like T.I
Big guns like I'm G.I
Notorious B.I
Just suck
push that thing on me
You got me open, girl, but understand I'm a G
You just want the real so you hating on me
Niggas said they showing love but they
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
Let me roll
We want your mind to blow
Just got some things to do
Back on the creep after losing some change
Seen my partner, Big Chief and James
I hit you with the razor from cheek to chin?
What if Mike Jackson never would have bleached his skin?
What if you never knew things that you
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