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Notorious Lyrics

Artist: Notorious B.I.G.

[Notorious B.I.G.]
Yo check it, call Lil' Cease
Tell that motherfucker to bring me
Some motherfuckin' weed to the hospital
Man fuck that
And right before that go pick up ten thousand from Dash
And go take about like 20g's from Gina
Tell that motherfucker to get this nigga next door
Up out of here that nigga be snoring all night
And I can't sleep
Call that big butt nurse with the long hair
To come suck my dick, uh

[Notorious B.I.G.](Puffy)
(Bad Boy baby)
The doctors said I need about three weeks of recovery
All the nurses is loving me
Saying the best part of the day is my half
Feeding me breakfast and giving me the sponge bath
Niggas said I got dead in the streets
Nigga I'm gettin' high, gettin' head on the beach
Chillin', sittin' on about half a million
With all my niggas, all my guns, all my women
In the next two years y'all should see it about a billion
All for the love of drug dealing
Got no love for the other side fuck them tricks
Any repercussions Junior Mafia spit clips
All the time, Big Poppa kick the war rhymes
Raw flows and that's how it goes
(Come on)

(We are, we are)
(He is, he is)

[Puff Daddy]
This is for my niggas slinging things
Have my ring in the cage
Truck, necklace, igloo, ring and things
For the bitches see them rims spinning grin
That shit we can be trimmed to win
Not being hard don't fill what spurs the wrath
On the road to the riches more furs to drag
More niggas to kill than birds to bag
Get the jeweler and splurge the tab, uh
Hops out the trick like trick what up
Call my Sean if you suck
Call me going when I nut
That's the end of us, get your friend to fuck
Uh twist her, bend her up
You know the deal!
Niggas talking real easy on some ballin' shit
Funny how quick these pricks forget
Acting like y'all ain't the reason they traded their shit
Switched out five, copped out six
It's all good you know who the chrome is
Fuck the Jones'
Niggas trying to keep her where the Combs is

(We are, we are)
(What's his name?)
(He is, he is)
(Come on what's his name)

[Lil' Kim]
Who's that cool bitch, keep her glass filled to the rim?
The Notorious K-I to the M
That's me on MTV no doubt
Titty out like what, I don't give a fuck
Y'all know my attitude
Kiss in my colon and stay your ass at home
You ran your chaperone
Thing done change but we continue to reign
As the queen and the king of hip-hop
Me and B-I
Frank White still listen to other tension
I'm by his side with the chrome fifth playing my position
Sexy, young thing from the ghetto
That bitch rocking mics and high-heeled Stiletto's
We taking over like Francis
Switching our styles like the hottest new dancers
See I let you niggas stack a little paper
Be glad I pushed my album back I did you hoes a favor
(We did you favor, come on now)

(We are, we are)
(What's his name?)
(He is, he is)
(Bad Boy baby, we are)
(We are, queen bee baby we are)
(He is, he is)
(B.I.G. baby he is)
(We are, we are)
(Bad Boy 2000)
(He is, he is)
(B.I.G. Born Again)
(And he won't stop cause he can't stop)
(We are, we are)
(Brooklyn baby)
(He is, he is)
(New York)


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