Notorious Big lyrics
Notorious Big lyrics
"Can I Get Witcha lyrics"
Blood Of Heroes lyrics
Walking stiff let me tell ya Better left for dead And now we are on a mission Well it's full speed ahead My legion's when we do the crime Let's get one thing straight To get there early is on time And showing up on time is late Ladies and gents, we're still alive By the skin of our teeth, now it's killing Angel in our pocket, devil by our side We ain't going nowhere cuz' heroes never die Still alive Blood of heroes Never die They never die We
(feat. Lil' Cease)Walking stiff let me tell ya Better left for dead And now we are on a mission Well it's full speed ahead My legion's when we do the crime Let's get one thing straight To get there early is on time And showing up on time is late Ladies and gents, we're still alive By the skin of our teeth, now it's killing Angel in our pocket, devil by our side We ain't going nowhere cuz' heroes never die Still alive Blood of heroes Never die They never die We
[Big] Huh?
[Cee] Cease-a-Lee'
[Big] Doggytyle.. YEAH!
[Cee] B.I.G.
[Big] Uhh.. to all the ladies in the house!
[Cee] Where they at?
[Big] Uhh, uhh, check it out
[Cee] C'mon Big
[Notorious B.I.G]
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 nuttin to do
Uhh, I'm intrrupted by a phone ring [brrrrring]
Sometimes I wish I never got the motherfuckin thing
"Hello hello? Can I speak to Biggie?"
Yo who dis? "Taisha" Yo call back, I'm busy
Why don'tcha hit me on the box a little later
Washed up, got dressed, hits the elevator
Steps out it's the same old scene
Dopefiend, crackfiend, eyewitness news team
I seen a honey with a butt lookin butter soft
I know she looks much better with t
The Sidewinder Sleeps Tonite lyrics
This here is the place I will be staying. There isn't a number. You can call the pay phone. Let it ring a long, long, long, long time. If I don't pick up, hang up, call back, let it ring some more. If I don't pick up, pick up... The sidewinder sleeps, sleeps, sleeps in a coil Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her. Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her. Call me when you try to wake her up.
hem clothes up offThis here is the place I will be staying. There isn't a number. You can call the pay phone. Let it ring a long, long, long, long time. If I don't pick up, hang up, call back, let it ring some more. If I don't pick up, pick up... The sidewinder sleeps, sleeps, sleeps in a coil Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her. Call me when you try to wake her up. Call me when you try to wake her. Call me when you try to wake her up.
Sittin all thick, with the ruby red lipstick [SMACK]
That's the one I gotta get with
[Chorus One: Biggie Smalls]
Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
"Why you wanna get with me?"
Cause you got a big B-U-T, T, see
Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
"Why you wanna get with me?"
Cause you got a big B-U-T, T
[Notorious B.I.G]
She said "If I get witchu
I gotta get witcha whole hood rat crew
Whatcha I think I do? Sling skins for a livin
My name ain't November, this ain't Thanksgivin
You aint Michael Bivins
Mack it up flip it, rub it down
Do me baby, I ain't down
My name ain't Tupac I don't "Get Around"
You hittin 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 som
Elf's Lament lyrics
(feat. Michael Buble) I'm a man of reason, and they say "'Tis the season to be jolly" But it's folly when you volley for position Never in existence has there been such a resistance To ideas meant to free us If you could see us, then you'd listen Toiling through the ages, making toys on garnished wages There's no union We're only through when we outdo the competition I make toys, but I've got aspirationsethin 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 Reeboks shoes, HUH?
[Chorus Two: Biggie Smalls and Lil' Cease]
Can I get wit'cha (can I get wit'cha)
Can I get wit'cha (can I get wit'cha)
Can I get wit'cha..
Cause I got a big B-U-T, T, see
Can I get wit'cha (can I get wit'cha)
Can I get wit'cha (can I get wit'cha)
"Why you wanna get with me?"
Cause you got a big B-U-T, T
[Notorious B.I.G]
I said walk me upstairs, cause I forgot my Phillies
She said "I don't care, just dont be actin silly"
I knew I had her trapped with my hardcore rap
And it wouldn't take a second 'fore I had her on her back
Foolin with the bra strap, threw on my Silk cd
cause, "I wanna get freaky wit'chou"
Lose control on the skins is all I can picture
[Chorus Three: Biggie Smalls and Lil' Cease]
Can I get wit'cha (can I get wit'cha)
Can I get wit'cha (can I get wit'cha)
"Why you wanna get with me?"
Cause you got a big B-U-T, T
[Lil' Cease]
Uhh.. Lil' Cease.. yo, yo, yo
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
Its 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
[Chorus One (repeat 2X)]
(feat. Michael Buble) I'm a man of reason, and they say "'Tis the season to be jolly" But it's folly when you volley for position Never in existence has there been such a resistance To ideas meant to free us If you could see us, then you'd listen Toiling through the ages, making toys on garnished wages There's no union We're only through when we outdo the competition I make toys, but I've got aspirations
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 Reeboks shoes, HUH?
[Chorus Two: Biggie Smalls and Lil' Cease]
Can I get wit'cha (can I get wit'cha)
Can I get wit'cha (can I get wit'cha)
Can I get wit'cha..
Cause I got a big B-U-T, T, see
Can I get wit'cha (can I get wit'cha)
Can I get wit'cha (can I get wit'cha)
"Why you wanna get with me?"
Cause you got a big B-U-T, T
[Notorious B.I.G]
I said walk me upstairs, cause I forgot my Phillies
She said "I don't care, just dont be actin silly"
I knew I had her trapped with my hardcore rap
And it wouldn't take a second 'fore I had her on her back
Foolin with the bra strap, threw on my Silk cd
cause, "I wanna get freaky wit'chou"
Lose control on the skins is all I can picture
Te Dejo Madrid lyrics
uh... ah ah si, ya es hora de esconder del mundo el dolor bajo la piel yo se que estare bien los gatos como yo caen de pie no quiero jugar mi suerte por ti y no puedo Con V peque?a vivir pronto estare de aqui muy muy lejos [coro] ahi me voy otra vez ahi te dejo Madrid Tus rutinas de piel y tus ganas de huir yo no quiero cobardes que me hagan sufrir mejor le digo adios
Now I'm about to hitchauh... ah ah si, ya es hora de esconder del mundo el dolor bajo la piel yo se que estare bien los gatos como yo caen de pie no quiero jugar mi suerte por ti y no puedo Con V peque?a vivir pronto estare de aqui muy muy lejos [coro] ahi me voy otra vez ahi te dejo Madrid Tus rutinas de piel y tus ganas de huir yo no quiero cobardes que me hagan sufrir mejor le digo adios
[Chorus Three: Biggie Smalls and Lil' Cease]
Can I get wit'cha (can I get wit'cha)
Can I get wit'cha (can I get wit'cha)
"Why you wanna get with me?"
Cause you got a big B-U-T, T
[Lil' Cease]
Uhh.. Lil' Cease.. yo, yo, yo
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
Its 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
[Chorus One (repeat 2X)]