LYRICS
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[Notorious B.I.G.]
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Yo, check it
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Call Lil' Cease
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Tell that muh'fucker to bring me some muh'fuckin weed for this hospital
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man fuck that
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Tell that reporter to go pick up ten thousand from Dez
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and go take about like twenty G's from Gino
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Tell that muh'fucker get this nigga next door up out of here
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Nigga be snorin all night I can't sleep (hehe)
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Call that big butt nurse with the long hair to come suck my dick
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(Bad Boy Big, c'mon)
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The doctor said I need about three weeks of recovery
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but the nurses is lovin me
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Sayin the best part of the day is my half
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Feedin me breakfast, and givin me a sponge bath
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Niggaz say I died dead in the streets
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Nigga I'm gettin high, gettin head on the beach
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Chillin, sittin on about half a million
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With all my niggaz, all my guns, all my women
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Next two years, I should see about a billion
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All for the love of drug dealin
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Got no love for the other side, fuck them tricks (fuck them)
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Any repercussion, Junior M.A.F.I.A. spit clips (that's right)
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All the time, Big Poppa kick the war rhymes
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Raw flows, and that's how it goes
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[Puff Daddy]
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NOTORIOUS!
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C'mon.. we are, we are
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NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!
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He is.. he is..
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NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!
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This for my niggaz slingin thangs, had my ring encaged
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Truck, necklace, igloo ring and things
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For the bitches, who see them rims spin and grin
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That shit with the V-trim that win
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and the enormous fields disperse of rap
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On the road to the riches more furs to drag
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More niggaz to kill, than birds to bag
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Hit the jeweler and splurge the tab, uh
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Hops, out the truck like, "Trick, what up?"
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Call me Sean if you suck, call me gone when I nut
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That's the end of us, get your friend to fuck
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Untwist and bend her up, you know the deal
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Niggaz talkin real greasy on some ballin shit (that's right)
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Funny how quick these pricks forget
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Actin like I ain't the reason they traded they shit
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Switched that 5, copped that 6 (that's right)
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It's all good, you know who the clone is
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Fuck the Joneses, niggaz tryin to keep up with the Combses
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[Puff Daddy]
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C'mon y'all..
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NOTORIOUS!
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We are, we are .. (what's his name)
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NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!
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He is, he is.. (c'mon, what's his name?)
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NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!
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[Lil' Kim]
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Who that queen bitch, keep her glass filled to the rim?
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The Notorious K-I to the M
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That's me, on MTV, no doubt
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Titty out like what - I don't give a fuck!
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Y'all know my attitude, can't stand my cologne
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Then stay your ass home, you and your chaperone
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Things done changed, but we continue to reign
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as the King and the Queen of hip-hop, me and B.I.
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Frank White still listen to all the (a)'ttention
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I'm by his side, with the chrome fifth, playin my position
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Sexy, young thing, from the ghetto
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That bitch rockin mics in high heel stilletos
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We takin over like Francis
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Switchin our styles like the hottest new dancers
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See, I let y'all live to stack a LITTLE paper
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Be glad I pushed my album back, I did y'all hoes a favor!
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[Puff Daddy]
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She did you a favor, c'mon now, yeah
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NOTORIOUS!
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NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!
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He is, he is.. (c'mon, what's his name?)
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Bad Boy baby, D.R. c'mon
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NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!
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We are, we are ..
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Queen Bee baby, we are, c'mon
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NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!
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He is, he is.. (B.I.G. baby, he is c'mon)
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NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!
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We are, we are ..
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Bad Boy 2000
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NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!
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B.I.G. Born Again (he is.. he is..)
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and he won't stop
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NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!
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cause he can't stop, yeah, uh-huh
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We are, we are.. (Brooklyn baby)
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NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS!
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He is, he is..
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N.O.T.O.R.I.O.U.S
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Notorious B.I.G. |