Uh, uh, uh, c'mon [Verse One:] Hah, sicker than your average Poppa twist cabbage off instinct Niggas don't think shit stink Pink gators, my Detroit players Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn Dead right, if the head right, Biggie there e'ry night Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who Do something to us, talk go through us Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick to clutch Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3 (Take that, take that, take that, ha ha!) Bang every MC easily, busily Recently niggas fronting ain't saying nothing So I just speak my piece, keep my peace Cubans with the Jesus piece, with my peeps Packing, asking who want it, you got it nigga flaunt it That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it [Chorus - Pamela Long: sung in imitation of part of Slick Rick's "La-Di-Da-Di"] Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see (uh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip to) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (hah) [Verse Two:] I put hoes in NY onto DKNY Miami, D.C. prefer Versace All Philly hoes, go with Moschino Every cutie wit a booty bought a Coogi Now who's the real dookie, meaning who's really the shit Them niggas ride dicks, Frank White push the six Or the Lexus, LX, four and a half Bulletproof glass, tints if I want some ass Gonna blast, squeeze first, ask questions last That's how most of these so-called gangsters pass At last, a nigga rapping ' bout blunts and broads Tits and bras, ménage à trois, sex in expensive cars I still leave you on the pavement Condo paid for, no car payment At my arraignment, note for the plaintiff" Your daughter's tied up in a Brooklyn basement" Face it, not guilty, that's how I stay filthy Richer than Richie, ' til you niggas come and get me [Chorus - Pamela Long:] Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see (huh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip to) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) [Verse Three:] I can fill you wit real millionaire shit (I can fill ya) Escargot, my car go, one sixty, swiftly Wreck it, buy a new one Your crew run-run-run, your crew run-run I know you sick of this, name brand nigga with Flows, girls say he's sweet like licorice So get with this nigga, it's easy Girlfriend, here's a pen, call me round ten Come through, have sex on rugs that's Persian Come up to your job, hit you while you workin' For certain, Poppa freakin', not speakin' Leave that ass leakin', like rapper demo Tell them ho, take they clothes off slowly Hit 'em with the force, like Obi, dick black like Toby Watch me roam, like Romey Lucky they don't owe me Where the safe? Show me, homie! [Chorus - Pamela Long:] Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see (uh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip to) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see (uh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip to) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid [fades]
Ha, sicker than your average Poppa twist cabbage off instinct Niggas don't think shit stink Pink gators, my Detroit players Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn (that's right) Dead right, if the head right, Biggie there ery' night Poppa been smooth since days of Underoos Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who Do somethin' to us (come on), talk go through us (through us) Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (hehe) Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3 (take that, take that, take that, haha!) Bang every MC easily, busily Recently niggas frontin' ain't sayin' nothin' (nothin') So I just speak my piece, keep my piece (come on now) Cubans with the Jesus piece, with my peeps (thank you God) Packin', askin', "Who want it?" (who want it?) You got it nigga flaunt it That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie, Biggie, Biggie (uh-huh), can't you see? (Uh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (ha) I put hoes in NY onto DKNY (uh-huh) Miami, D.C. prefer Versace (that's right) All Philly hoes know it's Moschino (c'mon) Every cutie wit a booty bought a Coogi (ha) Now who's the real dookie? Meanin', who's really the shit? Them niggas ride dicks, Frank White push the six Or the Lexus, LX, four and a half Bulletproof glass, tints if I want some ass Gon' blast, squeeze first, ask questions last (haha) That's how most of these so-called gangsters pass (bye-bye) At last, a nigga rappin' bout blunts and broads Tits and bras, ménage à trois, sex in expensive cars I still leave you on the pavement Condo paid for (uh-huh), no car payment (uh-uh) At my arraignment, note for the plaintiff Your daughter's tied up in a Brooklyn basement Face it, not guilty (shh) That's how I stay filthy (not guilty) Richer than Richie, 'til you niggas come and get me (come on) Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie, Biggie, Biggie (uh-huh), can't you see? (Uh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) I can fill ya wit' real millionaire shit (I can fill ya) Escargot, my car go, one sixty, swiftly (come on) Wreck it, buy a new one Your crew run-run-run, your crew run-run I know you sick of this, name brand nigga wit' Flows, girls say he's sweet like licorice (uh-huh) So get with this nigga, it's easy (uh-huh) Girlfriend, here's a pen, call me 'round ten (ten) Come through, have sex on rugs that's Persian (that's right) Come up to your job, hit you while you workin' (uh) For certain Poppa freakin', not speakin' Leave that ass leakin', like rapper demos (ha) Tell them hoes, take they clothes off slowly (slowly) Hit 'em wit' the force like Obi (Obi) Dick black like Toby (Toby) Watch me roam like Romy (Romy) Lucky they don't owe me Where the safe? Show me (say what?) Homie (homie) Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie, Biggie, Biggie (uh-huh), can't you see? (Uh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie, Biggie, Biggie (uh-huh), can't you see? (Uh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
Uh (uh), uh (uh), uh (c'mon) Ha, sicker than your average Poppa twist cabbage off instinct Niggas don't think shit stink Pink gators, my Detroit players Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn (that's right) Dead right, if the head right, Biggie there ery' night Poppa been smooth since days of Underoos Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who Do somethin' to us (come on), talk go through us (through us) Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (hehe) Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3 (take that, take that, take that, haha!) Bang every MC easily, busily Recently niggas frontin' ain't sayin' nothin' (nothin') So I just speak my piece, keep my piece (come on now) Cubans with the Jesus piece, with my peeps (thank you God) Packin', askin', "Who want it?" (who want it?) You got it nigga flaunt it That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie, Biggie, Biggie (uh-huh), can't you see? (Uh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (ha) I put hoes in NY onto DKNY (uh-huh) Miami, D.C. prefer Versace (that's right) All Philly hoes know it's Moschino (c'mon) Every cutie wit a booty bought a Coogi (ha) Now who's the real dookie? Meanin', who's really the shit? Them niggas ride dicks, Frank White push the six Or the Lexus, LX, four and a half Bulletproof glass, tints if I want some ass Gon' blast, squeeze first, ask questions last (haha) That's how most of these so-called gangsters pass (bye-bye) At last, a nigga rappin' bout blunts and broads Tits and bras, ménage à trois, sex in expensive cars I still leave you on the pavement Condo paid for (uh-huh), no car payment (uh-uh) At my arraignment, note for the plaintiff Your daughter's tied up in a Brooklyn basement Face it, not guilty (shh) That's how I stay filthy (not guilty) Richer than Richie, 'til you niggas come and get me (come on) Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie, Biggie, Biggie (uh-huh), can't you see? (Uh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) I can fill ya wit' real millionaire shit (I can fill ya) Escargot, my car go, one sixty, swiftly (come on) Wreck it, buy a new one Your crew run-run-run, your crew run-run I know you sick of this, name brand nigga wit' Flows, girls say he's sweet like licorice (uh-huh) So get with this nigga, it's easy (uh-huh) Girlfriend, here's a pen, call me 'round ten (ten) Come through, have sex on rugs that's Persian (that's right) Come up to your job, hit you while you workin' (uh) For certain Poppa freakin', not speakin' Leave that ass leakin', like rapper demos (ha) Tell them hoes, take they clothes off slowly (slowly) Hit 'em wit' the force like Obi (Obi) Dick black like Toby (Toby) Watch me roam like Romy (Romy) Lucky they don't owe me Where the safe? Show me (say what?) Homie (homie) Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie, Biggie, Biggie (uh-huh), can't you see? (Uh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie, Biggie, Biggie (uh-huh), can't you see? (Uh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
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Uh, uh, uh,
c'mon
[Verse One:]
Hah,
sicker
than your average
Poppa twist
cabbage off
instinct
Niggas don't think
shit stink
Pink gators,
my
Detroit players
Timbs
for my hooligans
in Brooklyn
Dead right,
if the head right,
Biggie there
e'ry night
Poppa
been smooth
since days
of Underroos
Never lose,
never
choose to,
bruise
crews who
Do
something to us,
talk
go through us
Girls walk to us,
wanna do us,
screw us
Who us?
Yeah,
Poppa
and Puff
Close
like Starsky
and Hutch,
stick to clutch
Dare I
squeeze
three
at your
cherry M-3
(Take that, take that, take that, ha ha!)
Bang
every MC
easily,
busily
Recently
niggas fronting
ain't saying nothing
So I just
speak
my piece,
keep
my peace
Cubans
with the
Jesus piece,
with my peeps
Packing,
asking
who want it,
you got it
nigga
flaunt it
That Brooklyn
bullshit,
we on it
[Chorus - Pamela Long: sung in imitation of part of Slick Rick's "La-Di-Da-Di"]
Biggie Biggie Biggie
can't you see
Sometimes
your words
just hypnotize me
And I just love
your
flashy ways
Guess that's why
they broke,
and you're so paid
(uh)
Biggie Biggie Biggie
(uh-huh)
can't you see
(uh)
Sometimes your words
just hypnotize me (hip to)
And I just love your
flashy ways
(uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke,
and you're so paid (hah)
[Verse Two:]
I put
hoes in NY
onto DKNY
Miami, D.C.
prefer Versace
All Philly hoes,
go with Moschino
Every cutie
wit a booty
bought a Coogi
Now who's
the real dookie,
meaning who's
really the shit
Them niggas
ride dicks,
Frank White
push the six
Or the Lexus,
LX,
four and a half
Bulletproof glass,
tints
if I want some ass
Gonna blast,
squeeze first,
ask questions last
That's how most
of these so-called
gangsters pass
At last,
a nigga rapping '
bout blunts and broads
Tits and bras,
ménage à trois,
sex in expensive cars
I still leave you
on the pavement
Condo paid for,
no car payment
At my arraignment,
note for
the plaintiff"
Your daughter's
tied up
in a
Brooklyn basement"
Face it,
not guilty,
that's how
I stay filthy
Richer
than Richie, '
til you niggas
come and get me
[Chorus - Pamela Long:]
Biggie Biggie Biggie
can't you see
Sometimes your words
just hypnotize me
And I just love your
flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke,
and you're so paid
(uh)
Biggie Biggie Biggie
(uh-huh)
can't you see
(huh)
Sometimes your words
just hypnotize me
(hip to)
And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
[Verse Three:]
I can fill you wit
real millionaire shit
(I can fill ya)
Escargot,
my car go,
one sixty,
swiftly
Wreck it,
buy
a new one
Your crew
run-run-run,
your crew
run-run
I know
you sick of this,
name
brand
nigga with
Flows,
girls say
he's sweet like
licorice
So get with this nigga,
it's easy
Girlfriend,
here's a pen,
call me
round ten
Come through,
have
sex on rugs
that's Persian
Come up to your job,
hit you
while you workin'
For certain,
Poppa freakin',
not speakin'
Leave that
ass leakin',
like rapper demo
Tell them ho,
take they clothes
off slowly
Hit 'em
with the force,
like Obi,
dick black
like Toby
Watch me roam,
like Romey
Lucky
they don't owe me
Where the safe?
Show me,
homie!
[Chorus - Pamela Long:]
Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
Biggie Biggie Biggie
(uh-huh)
can't you see
(uh)
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip to)
And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see (uh)
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip to)
And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
[fades]
Wrong lyrics, this is MoonMans song
0:03 when it starts
0:08 lyrics
Ha, sicker than your average
Poppa twist cabbage off instinct
Niggas don't think shit stink
Pink gators, my Detroit players
Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn (that's right)
Dead right, if the head right, Biggie there ery' night
Poppa been smooth since days of Underoos
Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who
Do somethin' to us (come on), talk go through us (through us)
Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us
Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (hehe)
Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch
Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3 (take that, take that, take that, haha!)
Bang every MC easily, busily
Recently niggas frontin' ain't sayin' nothin' (nothin')
So I just speak my piece, keep my piece (come on now)
Cubans with the Jesus piece, with my peeps (thank you God)
Packin', askin', "Who want it?" (who want it?)
You got it nigga flaunt it
That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie (uh-huh), can't you see? (Uh)
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize)
And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (ha)
I put hoes in NY onto DKNY (uh-huh)
Miami, D.C. prefer Versace (that's right)
All Philly hoes know it's Moschino (c'mon)
Every cutie wit a booty bought a Coogi (ha)
Now who's the real dookie? Meanin', who's really the shit?
Them niggas ride dicks, Frank White push the six
Or the Lexus, LX, four and a half
Bulletproof glass, tints if I want some ass
Gon' blast, squeeze first, ask questions last (haha)
That's how most of these so-called gangsters pass (bye-bye)
At last, a nigga rappin' bout blunts and broads
Tits and bras, ménage à trois, sex in expensive cars
I still leave you on the pavement
Condo paid for (uh-huh), no car payment (uh-uh)
At my arraignment, note for the plaintiff
Your daughter's tied up in a Brooklyn basement
Face it, not guilty (shh)
That's how I stay filthy (not guilty)
Richer than Richie, 'til you niggas come and get me (come on)
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie (uh-huh), can't you see? (Uh)
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize)
And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
I can fill ya wit' real millionaire shit (I can fill ya)
Escargot, my car go, one sixty, swiftly (come on)
Wreck it, buy a new one
Your crew run-run-run, your crew run-run
I know you sick of this, name brand nigga wit'
Flows, girls say he's sweet like licorice (uh-huh)
So get with this nigga, it's easy (uh-huh)
Girlfriend, here's a pen, call me 'round ten (ten)
Come through, have sex on rugs that's Persian (that's right)
Come up to your job, hit you while you workin' (uh)
For certain Poppa freakin', not speakin'
Leave that ass leakin', like rapper demos (ha)
Tell them hoes, take they clothes off slowly (slowly)
Hit 'em wit' the force like Obi (Obi)
Dick black like Toby (Toby)
Watch me roam like Romy (Romy)
Lucky they don't owe me
Where the safe? Show me (say what?)
Homie (homie)
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie (uh-huh), can't you see? (Uh)
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize)
And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie (uh-huh), can't you see? (Uh)
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize)
And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
Uh (uh), uh (uh), uh (c'mon)
Ha, sicker than your average
Poppa twist cabbage off instinct
Niggas don't think shit stink
Pink gators, my Detroit players
Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn (that's right)
Dead right, if the head right, Biggie there ery' night
Poppa been smooth since days of Underoos
Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who
Do somethin' to us (come on), talk go through us (through us)
Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us
Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (hehe)
Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch
Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3 (take that, take that, take that, haha!)
Bang every MC easily, busily
Recently niggas frontin' ain't sayin' nothin' (nothin')
So I just speak my piece, keep my piece (come on now)
Cubans with the Jesus piece, with my peeps (thank you God)
Packin', askin', "Who want it?" (who want it?)
You got it nigga flaunt it
That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie (uh-huh), can't you see? (Uh)
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize)
And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (ha)
I put hoes in NY onto DKNY (uh-huh)
Miami, D.C. prefer Versace (that's right)
All Philly hoes know it's Moschino (c'mon)
Every cutie wit a booty bought a Coogi (ha)
Now who's the real dookie? Meanin', who's really the shit?
Them niggas ride dicks, Frank White push the six
Or the Lexus, LX, four and a half
Bulletproof glass, tints if I want some ass
Gon' blast, squeeze first, ask questions last (haha)
That's how most of these so-called gangsters pass (bye-bye)
At last, a nigga rappin' bout blunts and broads
Tits and bras, ménage à trois, sex in expensive cars
I still leave you on the pavement
Condo paid for (uh-huh), no car payment (uh-uh)
At my arraignment, note for the plaintiff
Your daughter's tied up in a Brooklyn basement
Face it, not guilty (shh)
That's how I stay filthy (not guilty)
Richer than Richie, 'til you niggas come and get me (come on)
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie (uh-huh), can't you see? (Uh)
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize)
And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
I can fill ya wit' real millionaire shit (I can fill ya)
Escargot, my car go, one sixty, swiftly (come on)
Wreck it, buy a new one
Your crew run-run-run, your crew run-run
I know you sick of this, name brand nigga wit'
Flows, girls say he's sweet like licorice (uh-huh)
So get with this nigga, it's easy (uh-huh)
Girlfriend, here's a pen, call me 'round ten (ten)
Come through, have sex on rugs that's Persian (that's right)
Come up to your job, hit you while you workin' (uh)
For certain Poppa freakin', not speakin'
Leave that ass leakin', like rapper demos (ha)
Tell them hoes, take they clothes off slowly (slowly)
Hit 'em wit' the force like Obi (Obi)
Dick black like Toby (Toby)
Watch me roam like Romy (Romy)
Lucky they don't owe me
Where the safe? Show me (say what?)
Homie (homie)
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie (uh-huh), can't you see? (Uh)
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize)
And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie (uh-huh), can't you see? (Uh)
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize)
And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
Hypnotize karaoke
Wtf. Where is cusss, it s karaoke man
México
Music pared with apologize it's scary
no cussing no bueno