| Huh? |
| Cease-a-Lee' |
| Doggystyle. YEAH! |
| B.I.G |
| Uhh. to all the ladies in the house! |
| Where they at? |
| Uhh, uhh, check it out |
| C’mon Big |
| Another day in the ghetto |
| One look outside I’m already upset yo |
| It look about a hundred-and-two |
| It’s a Saturday and Biggie ain’t got nothing to do |
| Uhh, I’m interrupted by a phone ring |
| Sometimes I wish I never got the motherfucking thing |
| «Hello hello? Can I speak to Biggie?» |
| Yo, who dis? «Taisha» Yo call back, I’m busy |
| Why don’t ya hit me on the box a little later |
| Washed up, got dressed, hits the elevator |
| Steps out it’s the same old scene |
| Dope fiend, crack fiend, eyewitness news team |
| I seen a honey with a butt looking butter soft |
| I know she looks much better with them clothes up off |
| Sitting all thick, with the ruby red lipstick |
| That’s the one I gotta get with |
| Can I get witcha, can I get witcha |
| Can I get witcha, can I get witcha |
| «Why you wanna get with me?» |
| Cause you got a big B-U-T, T, see |
| Can I get witcha, can I get witcha |
| Can I get witcha, can I get witcha |
| «Why you wanna get with me?» |
| Cause you got a big B-U-T, T |
| She said «If I get with you |
| I gotta get witcha whole hood rat crew, whatcha I think I do? |
| Sling skins for a living, my name ain’t November |
| This ain’t Thanksgiving, you ain’t Michael Bivins |
| Mack it up, flip it, rub it down |
| Do me baby, I ain’t down |
| My name ain’t 2Pac I don’t „Get Around“ |
| You hitting this nigga, how that sound?» |
| Huh, first of all you got me mixed up with |
| Somebody ya done slept with, hold up |
| That’s my Neneh Cherry shit, I got something slicker |
| Let me just sip up on this liquor |
| All I wanna do is smoke a little chronic |
| Slam ya like Onyx, and get ya hooked on |
| This Biggie Smalls phonics, 102 |
| How to squeeze 22's in them Reebok shoes, HUH? |
| Can I get witcha (can I get witcha) |
| Can I get witcha (can I get witcha) |
| Can I get witcha. |
| Cause I got a big B-U-T, T, see |
| Can I get witcha (can I get witcha) |
| Can I get witcha (can I get witcha) |
| «Why you wanna get with me?» |
| Cause you got a big B-U-T, T |
| I said walk me upstairs, cause I forgot my Phillies |
| She said «I don’t care, so don’t be acting silly» |
| I knew I had her trapped with my hardcore raps |
| And it wouldn’t take a second before I had her on her back |
| Pulling back the bra straps, threw on my Silk CD |
| Cause, «I wanna get freaky with you» |
| Lose control on the skins is all I can picture, now I’m about to hit you |
| Can I get witcha (can I get witcha) |
| Can I get witcha (can I get witcha) |
| «Why you wanna get with me?» |
| Cause you got a big B-U-T, T |
| To all my hoes, respect due |
| Tamika sorry I left you |
| Michelle I’m glad I met you |
| You make the head feel special |
| Now I know it’s official |
| That I can touch and tease you |
| Pull up my pants and diss you |
| And hit the door you came through |
| It’s Cease-a-Lee, a.k.a. Mista Nasty |
| Germany style, these hoes they blast me |
| One of the chickenhead with sex appeal pass me |
| That’s her hands, ankles, feet they ashy |
| I like the flashy type, who pass with dykes |
| With long hair, and they ass be right |
| I get up on that ass, see what that be like |
| I fuck a bitch good, if she ask me right, huh |
| Can I get witcha, can I get witcha |
| Can I get witcha, can I get witcha |
| «Why you wanna get with me?» |
| Cause you got a big B-U-T, T, see |
| Can I get witcha, can I get witcha |
| Can I get witcha, can I get witcha |
| «Why you wanna get with me?» |
| Cause you got a big B-U-T, T |