Lyrics:
Rent thirty days late, gotta be gone by Saturday
Tired of sellin' cocaine, folks tryna trap me
Every night dreamin 'bout livin' life lavish
as a kids
Back in 1996 I used to idolize Notorious BIG
Wishing I can be BIG Versace on gold watches
Counting bill's Cosby
Pulling up in them horses talking
this is Christmas
Give hope to the hopeless
Love to the loveless
Remind us to be selfless
'Cause this is Christmas
So here's my happy Christmas to you
of my team, I be falling on 'em
Providing support that help the pain go away
And helping me to see the light like Towa Tei standing by me
That's all I
By the Notorious B.I.G.
Head, head, and mo' head
Representing for the bitches
Head, head and mo' head
Check it out, check it out now, what
Check
Ooo, think I'm worried 'bout a rumor?
Whoa, I got a big crib, how many rooms here?
Aye, I forgot, I ain't seen the other side since I bought that
Through all my problems I'm happy to be here
Didn't get what I wanted I got what I needed, yeah
I'm just happy to be here, yeah
Said I'm just happy
pimp Mr. Glock
Now glock had many bitches, he sold pussy by the pound
And bitches jocked his trigga every time he came around
Big baller, big game
(Flex)
Yeah, N.O.R.E., Big Pun, Funk Flex
(N.O.R.E.)
A lot of ghetto things goin on right here
N.O.R.E., N.O.R.E.
Funkmaster! Flex, Flex
cannot control it, I be rolling, I'm a space cadet
Staying by my lonely, but you knowing that I been said that
Nobody to hold me, by my dolie, I cannot
till you see, everything in life is just how it should be
Yeah
I belly flopped into an ice cold pool
No big deals, no big deals, when I got out nobody
do these drugs do, lighting big L’s
And I’m feeling notorious, mobbing deep
Lookin glorious, troublesome like it’s ‘96
Brenda's got a baby the double
girl cuz I love that thong and big ol booty,
That ass so big and notorious dat I call it juicy,
Come bring it on gurl show me wat u got girl
You on my
who was raised by his mother
At a young he was left they were left by the father
Grew up notorious while facing the canes
Caned by his mother
Got over
dogs instead of Mike Vick?
What if Arnold would just let Tookie get life?
What if B.I.G. missed the party, what if 'Pac missed the fight?
What if you
happy can't you see the smile on my face come on now
I was the platinum big dog type
Excelled beyond all the media hype
Had crazy paparazzi following me
fully packed, I'd be tall caps
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin'
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan
For rappin, big Ghost steps off
be better but am the best
This a different flex
If you peep the lane
Scared to face me am the gream reaper
Gran coupe Private jets am a big dreamer
Stressing bout it
My AR notorious, this a big choppa I'ma make ya bitch flip, like big mama Please don't be a tough guy, you should think proper
It's gang in
like 'enuff of this
Who is this kid think he is?
Notorious like I'm close to big
You ain't notice that my focus like pac I'm above the rim,
But more
the free
Yeah I be in love for the free
Pulling up like a
Big body porche
Really its just me yea
Big Body Posh
They on my body like its dope
But of course
dogs instead of Mike Vick?
What if Arnold would just let Tookie get life?
What if B.I.G. missed the party, what if 'Pac missed the fight?
What if you
blinded by my destiny
But never rock Prada, only want diamonds
Tryna be like Eli, tryna be a giant
Double up the competition double suited lining
Back
the way foot comes down
Just to give you the run down
Krutch be droppin' it, daybreak to sundown
When the smoke clears
Who you think'll be standin'
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