Lyrics:
y'all niggas ain't fucking wit' me
Kiss my ass, muah!
Talkin' about Versace, big nigga
'Cause I rep that Notorious, Big nigga
First generation,
Ladies and Gentlemen
You are now listening to the sounds
Of The Notorious BIG and the Junior MAFIA
Jealous niggas recognize
Freak bitches fantasize
A notorious team the sky's the limit
Get it I'm Big by myself
Got ambitious like Pac
I don't want to stop
That's why I keep pushing the clock
You ready or not
ain't even the best part
It's confidence
Walking like I'm covered in Beskar
Yes lawd my team clean
Reigning supereme
We get it done by any means y
official
Let me tell you when it all started
Game dropped Documentary and
Made plenty enemies
It was a classic album, but prior to that
Guerilla Black
talk of mental
Illness on the album at one
Point in the track "Sunday, " you and
Frank Ocean rap in unison
"What good is West Coast weather if you're
cop a squat on you
Start spillin' my guts like chicken cordon blew and
Straight shit like Notorious B.I.G. did to that bitch
On his skit on his last
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
now on call me B-I-G
No disrespect to Notorious B.I.G.
R.I.P., but damn when your lookin' at me
You be like damn Shaq Dog do it B-I-G
I got a Phantom,
It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019
(Great John on the beat, by
capture the flag
Setting next year’s fads, y’all still rappin’ ‘bout swag
Get your album shrink wrapped, call it trash in a bag
We’re a four-alarm fire,
"Well it's the Funk Docta Spock.."
"Meth-Tical.."
"Biggie.. Biggie.." (mmmhmmmmmm)
Uhh.. uhh.. uhh.. (yo c'mon Big) uhh..
Fuck that, I preach
charge these niggas down like my phone
It ain't got no charge
Call you young boys tooty fruities
Y'all is not hard hold on
I don't think I wanna say it
and four chords repeated
Completed by a relatable lyrical concept about an ex or something
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Lets do this man for real
We smoke big blunts, cigars, it's us
It's obvious, kids, we regulate up shit moving through brush
The beats is grim,
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J M E
I do what I want, I'm free free free
Wiley's my bredrin, he's got an album
(serve)
I got the molly and percocets serve em (serve)
Big bills, big wave (big bills)
Cook it up, soufflé (cook it up)
Beat it up, by Quay (beat it up)
thought Akinyele would get paid for grabbin' his balls
Now I'm in the strip bar, big rap star
Time to get laid, which one of y'all girls want to get paid?
Yeah okay what's up y'all
This is one of those dancin' songs
[Chorus]
We ride Big Big cars on them Big Big rims
And we rock Big clothes with
? ? away from rain
I mean harvest these chickens until it's a drought man
I got more mack than craig, notorious like big
Put a playa hater in the back
favorite collaborators, Gerry Genius Charles, from Full Force who has worked on several of my Christmas albums. I auditioned for his group and they were
treated like Coke and get capped up niggas
The only thing funny
Is y'all never seen big face money
Till them big face 20's
[Chorus 2x]
[Jay-Z]
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