(feat. Notorious B.I.G.)
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[Notorious B.I.G.]
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Give me all the chicken heads from Pasadena to Medina
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Bet Big get in between ya
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Then pick the prognosis, doses
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Blends and Bends like Twizzlers
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Biggie's fitting to hurt
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What's under that skirt?
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(Slow down, son, you're killin us)
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Who fillin 'em with octane?
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Got 'em gassed up
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'Bout to get blast up, sup
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The last one, word to your mother
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Brother, listen
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I've seen it when he kissed 'em at the way
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Made his body shake
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The high tide it 8 50 I's smoke tank
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Rap terror whore crow and terror, true
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Fly by the rivers but this is conspicuous
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Bad Boys slipped in ninety-five ridiculous
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My rap's rhymes is like land mines
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One step, ka-boom, black suits fill the room
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To whom it may concern, Junior Mafia's the click
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Act up, I'll have my honeys Total bust your...
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[Total]
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In the middle day now baby
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I seem to think of only you, hey, oh yeah
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Never thinking for a moment baby
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That you've been thinking of me too, yeah, so
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[1]
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I can't wait for the day
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That we can be together
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I can't let you walk away
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Can't you see you and me
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Were meant to be, oh baby
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And there's nothing left to say
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[2]
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Can't you see what you do to me
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Our love was meant to be you were made for me, oh baby
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Can't you see what you do to me
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Our love was meant to be you were made for me
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Every time I see you
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I get this feeling, oh yeah
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Telling me you are the one
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Oh what a feeling, hey
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[1]
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[2]
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Take me away, so far away
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Oh what you do to me, oh
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I wanna be alone together
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Somewhere just you and me
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Oh, oh
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[1: until fade]
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Can't You See
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