![]() ![]() ![]() scooped a young bitch off her knees Threw me at high priced Beam's Face on TV's, platinum CD's Shit, I never faught It's on nigga, what, pussy greased up Stack the g's up, keeps the knees up What the fuck, stay fillin', half a mill'n Geneva Diva, yeah, I throws it down Lay around, clown the clock stops for no one Never 68 and owe 1, takes one to know one Better off wit the Playboy magazines uh, fuckin' with the Don Push the keys, G's threes for pape's Yeah, I ride crate state to state Lieutenant takes mad dimes from New York to Anaheim While you daydream and whine, I just keep gettin' mine And I'm married to this Y'all strategy misses still plannin' weddings M.A.F.I.A. Killas be quiet, my niggas bring the riots Tough talk, tough walk, shit is tired You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can't be That's why you're mad at me Killas be quiet, my niggas bring the riots Tough talk, tough walk, shit is tired You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can't be That's why you're mad at me Before I caught some nigga's disease, got caught with his keys B.I.G. Just let it be without them There's no me Prodi-GHayley Yeah he's a lyrical Miracle baby Prodi-GYou know im hot i get it poppin so that say Hayley Yeah he's a lyrical Miracle baby Prodi-Gand now you know justhow i flow and it goes Hayley Yeah he's a lyrical Miracle baby Prodi-GYou know im hot i get it poppin so that say Hayley Yeah he's a. thugs and all types of heat But I ain't tryin' to beef, I'm just tryin' to eat Horizontally, the way I hold my iron, sweet And, no, my niggas, but I like the sound Lil' Kim and Jigga, it sound like figures know it He must got the studio bugged Probably, as we speak he's on his way up the street With the M.A.F.I.A. ![]() and 'Un' trust you in the studio with me Don't they know I'm tryin' to sex you continuously Pull a high power Coupe, make you jump ship Leave who you wit', run with the Roc-A-Fella crew Trick ya for the cheese, tear your boom up Spread a ill Rumor, make you flip on Lil' Cease Twist you backwards, get the dough from your platinum hits Rock Lil' Kim hats and shit I gets down and dirty for the dough I got love and B.I.G. Killas be quiet, my niggas bring the riots Tough talk, tough walk, shit is tired You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can't be That's why you're mad at me Killas be quiet, my niggas bring the riots Tough talk, tough walk, shit is tired You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can't be That's why you're mad at me How B.I.G.
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