Lyrics:
Muthafucka, sometimes, you feel like a nut
That's what you do
What we got here, uh, check it out
Here's another one, uh, uh
By the Notorious
they know
Their fingerprints are hidden by control
This is where the line is drawn, see
You can't take my soul away from me
What do you need
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Uhh, I dream filthy
My moms and pops mixed me with Jamaican Rum and Whiskey
Huh, what a set up
Shoulda pushed 'em dead off, wipe the sweat
We can't wait to grow up
We all want to be big
We can't wait to grow up, yeah
We big time, baby
You want somebody to take charge
You know I do
on the back street
Concrete
Fast speed
Lost in the jungle with the tiger by the tail
Everytime I see him
Everytime I see him
Everytime I see him
He's
these niggas like VD
these niggas try to see me
now I'm making benders like Houdini
CHORUS: [The Notorious B.I.G.]
(What you want?)
The keys, G-S 3's,
You can't judge a book by looking at the cover.
Oh can't you see,
Oh, well, you misjudge me.
I look like a farmer,
But I'm a lover,
Can't judge
down by the ocean
She's takin' care to look for sharks
They hang out in the local bars
And they feed right after dark
Can't you feel 'em circlin',
[Intro 1: The Notorious B.I.G. (Dude)]
(Yo Bigs man, what's wrong man? You look like you got problems, man!)
Ayo man!
Pssh, man...
It's this fuckin'
down by the ocean
She's takin' care to look for sharks
They hang out in the local bars
And they feed right after dark
Can't you feel 'em circlin',
thought I told you that we won't stop (check it out)
Jesus, the Notorious just
Please us with your lyrical thesis
We just chilling, milk 'em, "Top
out your mouth
Or get this shit right, check it, it's the B-I, double G-I, E
Y'all niggas can't see Poppa, nor the Big Moma
Who you love, for
big world are we
And when I think about it yes that's all we'll ever be
But I got you and you got me and if they look they can see that we don't care
the coup man cause breakin old habits so hard to do
[Notorious BIG]
Damn it feel good to see people up on it flip 2 keys in 2 weeks n didnt flawlet
my brain
, the way I got big spitting stories
Bme's X-Clan, vanglorious
We're not your favorite, fuck it
You know the system and you buck it
Have you revisiting
Yo
C-Gutta where you at?
D Rockafella
Ceasar Leo Degenero
Bled C
Money SL
Uh...
B.I.G. is makin this cream
Bitches always say what the hell does that
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
of you're willing to take a chance
Let me tell you something, sonny, you ought to see my bank account
It pays big money but he sure can't spend it now
the
Missiles slow you down
Sup with BIG? Pass the microphone to you
So I can take a puff
Who throw gats to Guiliani?
Flows tighter than pigeon punani, try me
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
big world are we
And when I think about it yes that's all we'll ever be
But I got you and you got me and if they look they can see that we don't care
Alone in the clouds all blue
Lying on an eiderdown
Yippee, you can't see me
But I can you
Lazing in the foggy dew
Sitting on a unicorn
No
thought I told you that we won't stop (check it out)
Jesus, the Notorious just
Please us with your lyrical thesis
We just chilling, milk 'em, "Top
Can't wait to see her face
(A-1, a-2, a-1, 2, 3)
I can't wait (can't wait)
To see (her face)
I can't wait (can't wait)
To see (her face)
I can't
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