Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Would You Die for Me, artist - The Notorious B.I.G.. Album song Born Again, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.04.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bad Boy, Rhino Entertainment Company
Song language: English
Would You Die for Me |
Venue after venue, I’ve been through |
Coming to the telly, so I can bend you |
Send you to the store, ccondoms and more |
Jealous females, call you sluts and whores |
Could it be my hardcore metaphor |
Make sweat pour on the bedroom floor |
Open up the Lex door |
Jump on in, I’m kind of tired |
I’m a roll blunts while you spin |
You got your license, right? |
Alright, no swerving |
Hair blonde out, Madonna style like a virgin |
Splurging, Dom P., Ro-se |
Much foreplay, that’s my forte |
Niggas see the ring, baguettes to death |
She looking for a man, honey he just left |
Violate me, he get beat to death |
Goodfellas squeeze every shell they got left |
Grand Marnier increase the don strength |
Two four-fifths within my arms length |
With a calm breath I say we gots to float |
Throw Little Cease the keys to the boat |
Tongue all down her throat, you know the routine |
Got my dick large like Bruce Springsteen |
And you mean too, eyes greenish blue |
Got the Coogi sweater with the bubble Fubu |
Beautiful, that’s how the night goes |
Get out them tight clothes |
Get in some night clothes |
I invite those girls that smoke lye |
Keep it real with you |
You keep it real with I We be tight like frog’s ass |
Have you screaming «Biggie, Biggie give me one more chance» |
Would you ride with me? |
(Yeah) |
Would you lie for me? |
(That's right) |
Would you get high with me? |
(For sure) |
Would you die for me? |
(No doubt) |
These hoes don’t treat you like I treat you |
Like my contacts, I can see right through |
Don’t they know me and you is stuck like glue? |
Queen Bitch means number one and two |
Wifey, ya’ll ain’t got to like me Go head and act dumb, you’ll just catch a hot one |
Ya’ll kknow where I’m from |
Bucktown, Lay your ass down |
You don’t wanna play around (with me) |
Probably just mad because Frank chose me A fly cu-tie, you just a grou-pie |
Girls call my telephone just to hang up While me and you is in the crib, laying up Oh he ain’t tell you that we live together |
And that we gonna have a kid together |
Whatever, me intimidated, never |
Anything you give to him, he give it right to Kim |
Anyway, I fuck better than you |
Give head better than you, pussy get wetter than you |
If I fuck another nigga, don’t mean nothing |
B.I.G. |
is in my heart from the start |
Whether broke or rich, I’m a stay his bitch |
Chicks who used to be around, where they at now? |
(See I don’t care bout them other broads) |
B.I.G. |
kept it real with me, and that’s that |