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