Lyrics:
understand what it means to be black?
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
But check this shit out
Four, five
the night time
Yeah this one is for the night time chilling by the boombox
Looking at the stars while I'm sitting at the rooftop
11 pm, thinking Carpe Diem
so big, I'm notorious
in Brooklyn right off Ralph
a new edition
vocal tone is Ralph tresvant
I'm slim my figure 112 bigger britches
Chilling with
Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but the break of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original, teacher of this type
at the 'Kiss
'Cause I walk around with your whole advance on my wrist
Boning your women, drunk off Coronas and lemon
And you know I'm still writin' the mean,
Sex, I'm takin no losses
Even groups like SWV and TLC
Can't see B-I-G with telepathy
The recipe, a picture hardcore with a gun
Pimpin ain't easy but it's
to get my weight up (X2)
Hol' on, I'm just tryin' to get my weight up
Big Homies drivin' by, tellin' me to stay up
How the fuck I'm supposed to stay up?
listening to
What I'm about to Do
Only difference now is
I got nothing left to prove
Started workin' on this album
When I heard my dawg had news
I'm fixing
That's my baby
Down the block
And she know it
Yeah yeah
(Whewwww)
Ouuu she got the juice
You know I'm selfish
Don't share
Ayyy
Pull up in the accy
matter, 'cause, get a load of this; all right,
If you get stopped by a cop in Amsterdam, it's illegal for them to search you.
I mean that's a right the cops
Fuck that shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm a give a shout out to my niggas
I ain't givin' a shout to no-fuckin'-body, fuck that
Big Baby Jesus
everybody back to business
Smoking on a blunt in my own restaurant people looking from a distance think I'm big daddy kunk
Reincarnated spirit of a g beef
notorious
Tupac baby I got none
I'll let you see when it's only us
When you sunbathe and it's glorious too too big I'm notorious
Tupac baby I got none
I'll
strickly business fuck your homie I'm your pusha man
They say talking reckless on this shit might get me booked again
Dropped another album Cocaine Rabbit
Welcome to Rap City, it's your boy Big Tigger and I'm
Happy to introduce my guest, Mr. Busta Rhymes
It's Busta Bus, you know the god you trust,
the kicks from the horsies
Bitch, I'm hot all four seasons (four seasons)
Hand wash my drawers and hang 'em from the clothing line (please)
Album's
my shorty shop in Paris
I'm not the average, I'm far from the norm
Daddy long hittin em strong, keepin you warm
[Notorious B.I.G.]
A lime to a lemon,
think you've got it figured out
Got a big head from them labels trying to bring you out
'Til they passed on you, they ain't see what they was missing
On the top of the ceilings, can't sneak by
Go downs is like blow hounds, we smother the block
Jumping in front of cars, lending niggas four pounds
Walk,
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
They say they want the old Logic, the one that flow like a faucet
I'm still the same me, they just don't believe it like
make it crystal clear to you
Baby jus what's my name?
I'm loved by all, duplicated by many
The B-I-G D-A double-D Y K any uh
What's your name?
at the 'Kiss
'Cause I walk around with your whole advance on my wrist
Boning your women, drunk off Coronas and lemon
And you know I'm still writin' the mean,
grass that you pass around (you know)
Then I stash a pound by my ave' with rounds (you know)
I'm a gangsta until they put my casket down (you know)
You
for this territory
Makin our life one big story to tell
Reality amongst the youth, long as, breath is in my body
I got proof, I'm not scared
If
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