(feat. Missy Elliott)
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[Intro: Missy (B.I.G.)]
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Uh (uh)
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Come on (uh)
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It goes B to the I to the G so proper
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Missy and Big Poppa (Check it out)
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Call us chief knockers
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[Chorus: Notorious B.I.G.]
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Damn Ma, I love you like the lah, the ganja
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Sensimilla, can I feel ya
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All I wanna do is touch ya
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The ultimate rush, you're drugs baby
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[Missy]
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Don't you know I'm the ultimate? To get this nookie, be fortunate
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Just like tastin pussy with pork in it
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People stop when I'm walkin in, I'm twist-in twistin 'em
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Back on ten, I'm talkin 'bout like when Mase come back again
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My ski's is immaculate, my paper stackin keep trackin
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I'm mackin yo slackin, reaction makes ya'll dicks grin
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I'm mo' better than gold diggers with figures
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Mo' bigger than Jigga's and even Paris Hilton's
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Damn sir, sniff me like the coke, three lines, me one, give you none
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Sent am-ilia, all you wanna do is sniff me
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The ultimate rush, get high baby
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Damn sir, sniff me like the coke, three lines, me one, give you none
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Sent am-ilia, all you wanna do is sniff me
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The ultimate rush, the drugs baby
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[Chorus 2x (w/ Biggie ad-libs)]
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[Biggie]
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Now Biggie Smalls is not the type to fall in love with 'em
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Hit 'em and forget 'em and go handle my business
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[Missy]
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I like the kind of wine and dine, who grindin all the time
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Yo ex girl was a fly, but now lucked up on a dime nigga
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[Biggie]
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?? with you, all you wanna do is lay around
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And stay around and get mad when I play around
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[Missy]
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I like to lay never work, put your money in my purse
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To the mall, I go search matchin shoes for my skirt
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[Biggie]
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Tuesday I saw you on the zee, but you still wanna get wit me
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Wednesday is the Benz day, that's what your friends say
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[Missy]
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Me and my friends got your Benz, attractin mens
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And spendin dividends, blowin like the wind
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[Chorus 2x (w/ Biggie ad-libs)]
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[Biggie]
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So I guess you think I'm slippin cause I ain't flippin
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Baby, I'm Big Poppa, ain't no need to be trippin
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[Missy]
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I ain't trippin nor flippin, I'm just liquor sippin
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At the bar, tippin wit your money, can you pay the difference?
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[Biggie]
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It seems like it's a waiste of time, that's why I wrote the rhyme
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I hear you jump in every car, except for mine
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[Missy]
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Nigga, I don't jump in cars, I'm a super star
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Face way to flaw, you should hang me on your wall
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[Biggie]
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All I do all day is drink Tanguray
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Thinking of a way to put a smile on your face
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[Missy]
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Make me smile, see them teeth, me look cute down to them features
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My waste, my physique, me don't want freak-a-leak
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[Biggie]
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Should I whine and dine? You put ring on your fingers
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While sex from the next man in the bedroom lingers
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[Missy]
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Sex will never linger, hold up, put up the blinkers
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I flow just like sprinklers, give yo ass the middle finger
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[Biggie]
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You better slow your role baby, you ain't got enough dough to pay me
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You know the pin number, just page me when you will baby
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[Chorus 2x (w/ Missy ad-libs)]
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Ultimate Rush
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| Notorious B.I.G. |
