Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Another, artist - The Notorious B.I.G.. Date of issue: 03.03.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Another |
| Biggie] yeah… fuck you |
| fuck you too! |
| fuck you bitch |
| fuck you motherfucker |
| you ain’t shit anyway, fuck you |
| you ain’t shit, you fat motherfucker |
| yeah, whatever whatever |
| whatevah |
| you wasn’t sayin that when you was suckin my dick |
| you wasn’t sayin that when you was eatin my bush! |
| You a nasty motherfucker! |
| check it, uhh |
| crab ass |
| Chorus one: b.i.g. |
| What do ya do when yo’bitch is untrue? |
| You cut that hooker off and find someone new |
| I need another bitch (another bitch), in my life |
| Verse one: notorious b.i.g. |
| Uh-huh, uhh, uhh |
| I know he don’t treat you like i treat you |
| Time to explain the game you see through |
| Sex is lethal, i ain’t gon lie |
| Means to get ya back, i ain’t gon try |
| Like this ya’ll, my girl sucked anotha nigga dick y’all |
| Light skinned with the chrome die six y’all |
| Thought they was creepin, two trips to v-a every third weekend |
| While you was sleepin, he hit you on the box |
| Sixty-nine go non-stop |
| Shoulda left ya then, but my heart said not |
| You knew too much, the relationship grew too much |
| You knew about the crack vials, means to be trialed |
| Way i hid dough under the bathroom towel |
| Waited for a while, thought you was my right thing |
| Then things got frightening |
| Peep the scene, sorta like sam rosten |
| Guess you ginger, huh, go figure |
| Never thought you could be a gold digger |
| Take my dough and spend with the next nigga |
| Asked my man trigga, my ace boom coon |
| Told me cut the bitch off 'fore the shit balloon |
| Now i’m like brandy, sittin in my room |
| Pissy drunk listenin to stylistic tunes |
| Or the o-jays, thinkin bout the old days |
| My nigga’s like, fuck that bitch, go play |
| Baller, did she beep you? |
| don’t call her |
| Guess who i seen, that freak bitch paula |
| She was askin bout ya whereabouts |
| Here’s the digits, i know you can wear that out |
| Tear that out the frame, ya game so tight |
| You’ll be all fuckin night |
| Chorus two: lil kim |
| What do ya do when your man is untrue? |
| Do you cut the sucker off and find someone new? |
| I need another man, in my life |
| Verse two: lil kim |
| Mmm, uhhh, uhhh! |
| Member when you said you would die for me, shit |
| All of that was just lies to me Motherfucker shoulda never said bye to me Now you cry for me, like jodeci |
| It’s like that y’all, my nigga hit another bitch from the back y’all |
| Black nasty and matter fact ya’ll |
| Shoulda seen the hoe, nigga pack ya shit |
| You out the door, ohh |
| What about the fight in the mirage? |
| I seen ya benz, parked outside my sister’s garage |
| Said it was ya friend rog, bullshit |
| I ain’t gonna keep puttin up wit the bullshit |
| And still i, never sweat these bitches |
| Who be hanged like plaques on the wall and ya pictures |
| Scalin fishes, my love is concrete |
| Stashin ya heat in the passenger seat |
| Of the nautica jeep, we’ve been down for so long |
| Still a bitch like me tryin to hold on Teary eyed, damn a bitch steamin |
| Girls steady screamin, 'kim you need to leave him!' |
| When i testified in court, couldn’t think straight |
| Thinkin bout the bitches i fought |
| Over you, nigga half the shit you bought |
| And fuck you, movin is my last resort |
| You see nine outta ten niggaz, ain’t shit |
| One outta five niggaz suck a dick |
| Ya mad at me, too bad she ain’t as bad as me Choulda kept the freak bitch off my canape |
| Now you see, ain’t no pussy warm as mine |
| Long as mine, ain’t no love as strong as this |
| When i sucked ya dick, it’s like smokin a roach |
| Uhh, i go from first class to coach |
| Chorus one, chorus two, chorus one, chorus two |