Lyrics:
"Well, who is 'Biggie Smalls'?"
Notorious Biggie Smalls in full effect
Got my DJ Fifty Grand in the house
You know what I'm saying
I'ma nice long
Friday to me)
(Come on now, hey, Ellory, I'm going home)
(Bob to the bob, d-dang, d-dang diggy-diggy)
(Okay?)
gigs
Pay me what I'm due
I'm cool with the booze
That don’t pay no bills
Never been fool
Got a high IQ
No private school
Don’t play by the rules
I stay
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
don't think you see
Baby listen this is what I want
Yo chill out relax
Roll one up
Cos this cola's stacked
What's going on?
We're holding bags
You know
Geppetto
Too focused on my craft
With details I can never settled
Felt like going back
Wasn't confident I was in the middle
Saw them as bonus tracks
In
the bonus
All my favorite albums used to have the bonus track, you know what I'm saying?
This that Madison Square Garden
Shout out the whole MSFTS team,
Yeah, ye...spit my gum out right now...haha
What up world? Got my insperation in the studio with me, right?...feelin' good
Got a lot to smile about,
up (what?) I thought I thaw a putty cat
Over there, but I think he best to beware
Of the diggy dog shit right here
Yippy-yippy-yeah, yippy-yah,
up (what?) I thought I thaw a putty cat
Over there, but I think he best to beware
Of the diggy dog shit right here
Yippy-yippy-yeah, yippy-yah,
huh, woah
What you mean by that, huh, yeah
Told shorty bring her friends, huh, yeah
We gon' see when the city ends, huh woah (Go)
If you know, you know,
keep on going
Penetrating through the track
Got new chicks that I'm loving
I'm strolling
I'm bugging I'm flying in big Jets
I'm vibing with big times
6
diggy diggy
Man, I think I've been infected by this shitty city
I miss the smaller things from home, I crave the itty-bitty
I got a baddie by my side, she
it's you (uh huh)
Back on track as we roll like a 7-8 coupe
De Ville, you chill on the funk 'cause
Guess what? (What up?) we still loccin' up
So those
don't give me guitar
Flexed up, man, you know how it start
Bonus track, straight giving you bars
W3, we gettin a little far
Stack my money
Now i'm
And so, my fellow Americans
Ask not, "What your country can do for you?"
Ask what you can do for your country?"
And now, back to New York
Hard
And so, my fellow Americans
Ask not, "What your country can do for you?"
Ask what you can do for your country?"
And now, back to New York
Hard
the fire die by the flame
Happy I'm gone knowin' my son's gonna be the same
As his dough-diggy dog that
Who put his feelings on a pamphlet
A pen unleash
the fire die by the flame
Happy I'm gone knowin' my son's gonna be the same
As his dough-diggy dog that
Who put his feelings on a pamphlet
A pen unleash
us insane it's like they own us
Going back and forth with owners of radio voters
Just to get a taste of what it's like to be famous then blame us
For
What's up, dude man
Yeah coolness man
Coolness, man
I got my tambourine here
Yep
Sittin' around here
I don't know what I'm doing
Cause I got
Know wtf going on
Yah Diggy
Fronta I see you in that bitch vibing
Current money
Know what the lick read
Alright
East Side
Current money (money)
sleep on us"
Be the third king swingin comin rushin out the bus checkin nuts motherfucker
Back the fuck up
Wake the Fuck up
You see what's going on
You
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