lay with me I reminisce how I miss a stare in this space Resort to the lips of a stripper, sprayin' their face Lampin' in a mansion, home alone I hear
' nedens, taggin' nedens, that be my thing Know my bitches from they taggles, muthafuck a name In this game, Clip like Boardwalk in Monopoly Slappin' skins like a
with coke loc A dip with tip tip Get heat a chrome plate, a d from tray deee Livin that dp, give me that st In a 4-0 a 0-e from my og And a bag of them
meetcha fate c da game wont wait i guess i riptcha style off da wrong MC's plate b a parapaletic aftah testin mi flo i letcha legz & armz go now ur a
man a pass it you just a king when you roll through barnet [x4] am here there go anywhere living proof like the fleas in your hair brookston highstreet 4;30 on a
[Puff] Bad Boy baby [Big] Yeah.. yeah.. Junior M.A.F.I.A., yeah.. [Puff] Yeah.. B.I.G. 2000 B.I.G. 2000 Born Again.. c'mon.. Chorus: Notorious B.I.
le gangster ca c'est veridique Ma generation a connu le rap francais a travers Benny B A force de m'rappeller de ma vie de gosse A Cergy le hip hop m
at the pad black lamp smoking indo Sipping on drank on a whole litter This for nigga moe I got a nine millimeter And a 4 5 I'm a keep it live Do it in
Daddy) [Puff] Bad Boy baby [Big] Yeah.. yeah.. Junior M.A.F.I.A., yeah.. [Puff] Yeah.. B.I.G. 2000 B.I.G. 2000 Born Again.. c'mon.. [Chorus: Notorious B
nowhere, You should know this by now When you shout I smile, When you hit me I laugh, I get all C**y like b**h go run me a bath. [Tulisa:] So you wanna
Hopping in on my 4's, grabbing my Chopped and screwed c.d., and my grey T-A-P-E Y'all know, playas get chose Color Changin' Click c.d., Michael Watts
when I bust or I thrust, Mid-Atlantic, they act like a schitzophrenic Sometimes they panic like I'm Diggin on a Planet I don't gotta Beama or a Jetta, ?C
I can see my homie again [Fat Pat] It's been a whole year, you've been gone And I still find it hard, to just gold on Everybody misses you, P-A-T Especially
then I suggest we go under my suite Get a knock and ill none of talking and turn back my sheets Get a radio and put one one of C.C.s beats Then lay
you need plenty of bed rest You've been a passenger of a high speed crash with a wild style fashioner Dark skinned ambassador, chiropractor with a passion for smashin' your ass like a
mama say You got a dollar in yo pocket Say my nigga youse a hobo [Chorus:] You ain't got enough money [x2] Get big [x4] [talking in background of chorus