*featuring Puff Daddy
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[Puff Daddy]
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Yo let, let, let me ask you a question yo
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Yo would you kill for me?
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[Girl]
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Hmmm... yeah
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[Puff Daddy]
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What took you so long to answer motherfucker?
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[Girl]
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I don't know
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[Puff Daddy]
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The fuck wrong with you bitch?
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[Verse One: Notorious B.I.G.]
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When I met you I admit my first thoughts was to trick
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You look so good huh, I suck on your daddy's dick (yeah)
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I never felt that way in my life
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It didn't take long before I made you my wife (uh, yeah)
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Got no rings and shit, just my main squeeze
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Come into the crib, even had a set a keys
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During the days you helped me bag up my nickels
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In the process, I admit, I tricked a little (yeah)
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But you was my bitch, the one who'd never snitch (uhh)
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Love me when I'm broke or when I'm filthy fuckin rich
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And I admit, when the time is right, the wine is right
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I treat you right, you talk slick, I beat you right
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[Chorus: Notorious B.I.G.]
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Just me and my bitch [variations repeat to next verse]
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[Girl]
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But you know you love that ass, don't you?
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[Puff Daddy]
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Yeah, no question
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[Girl]
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No question
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[Puff Daddy]
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Yo, let me ask you another question
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[Girl]
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What?
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[Puff Daddy]
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You ever fuck around on me?
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[Girl]
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Why would I do that?
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[Puff Daddy]
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Yo don't lie to me motherfucker
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[Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G.]
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Moonlight strolls with the hoes, oh no, that's not my steelo
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I wanna bitch that like to play celo, and craps
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Packin gats, in a Coach bag steamin dime bags
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A real bitch is all I want, all I ever had (yeah, c'mon)
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With a glock just as strong as me
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Totin guns just as long as me, the bitch belongs with me
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Any plans with another bitch, my bitch'll spoil it
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One day, she used my toothbrush to clean the toilet (that's nasty)
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Throwin my clothes out the windows, so when the wind blows
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I see my Polos and Timbos
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Hide my car keys so I can't leave
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A real slick bitch, keep a trick up her sleeve
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And if I deceive, she won't take it lightly
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She'll invite me, politely, to fight G
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And then we lie together, cry together
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I swear to God I hope we fuckin die together
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[Chorus]
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[Girl]
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Let me tell you nigga, if I ever, ever catch your ass fuckin around
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I'ma cut your mother-fuckin dick off
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[Puff Daddy]
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Hah, heheh stop playin, hah
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[Girl]
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I ain't playin, ain't no jokes, ain't no jokes
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Ain't no jokes
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[Puff Daddy]
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Yo, don't don't play with my dick
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[Verse Three: Notorious B.I.G.]
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She helped me plan out my robberies on my enemies
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Didn't hesitate to squeeze, to get my life out of danger (yeah)
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One day, she put nine one one on the page
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Had to call back, whether it's minor or major (yeah)
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No response, the phone just rung
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Grab my vest, grab my gun, to find out the problem
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When I pulled up, police was on the scene
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Had to make the U-turn, make sure my shit was clean
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Drove down the block, stashed the burner in the bushes
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Stepped to police with the shoves and the pushes
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It didn't take long before the tears start
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I saw my bitch dead with the gunshot to the heart
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And I know it was meant for me
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I guess the niggaz felt they had to kill the closest one to me (uh, yeah)
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And when I find em your life is to and end
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They killed my best friend... me and my bitch
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[Chorus]
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Uh, yeah, yeah
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Uh...
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Uh, motherfucker yeah
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Me & My Bitch
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Notorious Big |