Lyrics:
It's the lovin' things you do
That make me grow so close to you
You know I want you my whole life through
For the lovin' things, baby, that you do
I'm old I'mma spend my days
Laying with my girl on the beach in the shade
Have every single thing I can name
Thank God everyday I don't sleep in
got some more in store
When I get to thrown it on you
You got to come back for more
Toys and things that come by the dozen
That ain't nothin' but
to take this the wrong way
But don't you think I'm old enough
And big enough and strong enough to play
The games that daddies play
My friend Billy
Caterpillar crawling up the big phone pole
Is there somebody that you want to talk to?
You know that pretty soon you'll be able to fly
How is
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,
now that you're gone, gone, gone
I want you back
alone by the phone
And no one seems to call
I try to scrape my zit off on the kitchen wall
Well that don't work, so I look around
And find a big
Get your paper right and that yay some good
But just keep a tool in your lap
My lil' patna holding that work
Nigga want weight then keep around back
the final chapter, you told me, volume three
Yo, come through, eat niggas like ? You
And tell them bitches in the back, that we want to fuck too
We
Get your paper right and that yay some good
But just keep a tool in your lap
My lil' patna holding that work
Nigga want weight then keep around back
and you'll be found
By his big old red bone hound
Pater oller bring ya back
Make ya sorry that you black
Ain't but two things on your mind
Driva man
don't know a damn thing
Yeah, I like that part, bring that shit back one more time, maestro
That's that old z.z. hill, huh?
I can do the mashed potato
waving my hand
Oh, I
I can change anything from old to new
The things I want to do the most, I'm unable to do
Unhappy am I with all the powers I
and let me off right now
(Trials and tribulations that we all must go through)
I don't know why this world keep turning
(When someone wants to test us
There's a for-sale sign on a big ol rusty tractor
You can't miss it it's the first thing that you see
Just up the road a pale blue water tower
Well, you know I'm not much good at writin' letters
So I gave up and decided that I'd call
No, there's really not much news to tell you
Things
wants that old thing back
That ride it like a pony
That "get up in the morning and put it on me"
She's so horny, she wants that old thing back
That
there
I'm in the hood with the 17
Year olds that's on hood patrol
And they want stripes so they shoot
Off bikes and you know
Any moment you can lose your
a bridge
Got em'reminiscing to N-O-T-O-R-I-O-U-S
you just lay down slow
I blaze out in the six while letting the fifth go
I think "Big" as if I was wanted
Uh, hit me
Don't explain (uh), you never change (uh)
Same old thang (ugh), same old game (uh)
Say ya want (uh) to be wit' me (uh)
But show me
(notorious)
Now I'm on and leadin' the field (notorious, woah)
(I feel notorious)
Yeah, that's me on the telly (notorious, woah)
B.I.G, Makavelli (I feel
on the dash
Lean your seat back
Man I swear there ain't nothing looks better than that
Sweet tan, little thing with nothing to do
I wanna take a little ride
that I'm on to a new level, I see the new devils
My flames stay on high so I walks right through em
Old skool, new skool I really don't care
I "burn baby
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