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
you do me
I'mma do you before you do me
You must have lost your mind
Small boy take your time
Mi said take your time
You must have lost your mind
and four wheel drives
There's cowboys and hillbillies
From farm towns to big cities
There ain't no doubt in my mind
Country must be country wide
It
was.
We who could laugh over big things
Were parted by only a slight thing.
I wonder if we did the right thing,
Oh, well, that's life, I guess,
I
on the same sweet psalm
You better get ready by Jesus
He'll never leave us
Standin' in the middle of the road
With a load of mankind's dirty laundry
We're all
get a nigga back like that, no!
I'm high power put Eva Mendez to sleep
That bitch been on my mind all week
But back to you Mac gloss chick, you way
the MPC
My talent limitless, but time limited so listen up
If you can't see the shit I see, you better get your vision up
I'm the king, watch me reign,
to a great big pen
Where the ducks and the geese were kept there in
Said a couple of you gonna grease my chin
Before I leave this town o, town o, town o
was.
We who could laugh over big things
Were parted by only a slight thing.
I wonder if we did the right thing,
Oh, well, that's life, I guess,
I
(never), you just inattentive (yeah)
Stay away from suckers, I keep movin' with intentions (woo)
Boy, you better tuck her, I maneuver like a menace (yeah)
used to always tell a nigga, keep your mind on paper
Bitches in your ear, you keep your eyes on paper
'Cause a niggas definition is a killa for scratch
and Bird
All rolled in one 'cause none got more flows than Young
Plus got more flows to come
And if I ain't better than Big, I'm the closest one
So move
're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts
The backstage manager was pacing all around by
You fully load ma you don’t need Dr phil
I got this Mary Jane shit
Ease your mind forreal
Lets take a trip to my apartment
Take a lil shot of patron get
used to always tell a nigga, keep your mind on paper
Bitches in your ear, you keep your eyes on paper
'Cause a niggas definition is a killa for scratch
You claim if you get knocked by the cops
You'll give 'em not even a statement
Walk in the arraignment
Shoot the bailiff, karate kick the plaintiff
laugh over big things
Were parted by only a slight thing.
I wonder if we did the right thing,
Oh, well, that's life, I guess,
I love your dress.
Thanks
get a nigga back like that, no!
I'm high power put Eva Mendez to sleep
That bitch been on my mind all week
But back to you Mac gloss chick, you way
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
now
Cause I been getting money
Who you know pulled up
Black cars drewed up
With the big-faced hundreds
Put them things on the road now
Nigga still
I'm from a small hood and we big on respect
You get your money up, you go big on your neck
Hit the dealership and go big on the Vette
By any means,
for you
What's he trying to do to you
Miss him more as days go by
Try your hardest not to cry
And keep hope alive
'Cause in your mind, you
us.
We're all workin' on the same sweet song,
You better get ready, by Jesus.
He'll never leave us,
Standin' in the middle of a road,
With a load
to the woolsy fire
Who would've thought that this year at 33
You would've been taken out from under me
After all those years?
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