on your hustle Have heart, have money, have muscle Make sure your L I P's be on a rumble It's like A B C's when I spit it The reason I have me on the
dick if Lloyd Banks go plat I'm lyrically insane, Lloyd Banks know that He told me I was like a Big Daddy Kane throwback Started with 1 brick, built my own company
whatcha got? Tell me R,M: Oh, so sweet... B,T,K,C: Whatcha got, baby, yeah I know it?s sweet, give my tummy somethin? yummy, yeah don?t make me wait.
B-Boy, where the fuck you at? I been looking for you're ass since a quarter past Hot peas and butter, baby, come and get your supper Before I make you
a I know I'd do the same B Endlessly. C#m And all the high-born ladies F#m So lovely and so true, B Have been handed to the soldiers E When in rome do
B-Boy, where the fuck you at? I been looking for you're ass since a quarter past. Hot peas and butter, baby, come and get your supper. Before I make
s think I'm a celebrity? And I'm gonna Write them a song On my next CD Well you right 'cause This song is about you B Or how it's about to be
love ya! - Cause you're a sweet bitch! A crazy crab, you might make my dick itch! I flow looser than Luther! Words ya get used ta, B.I.G. is a born -
a low O-E, fired up like a battlecat Niggaz don't wanna take it there, with Lil' Boss I be fucking with B.D.'s, bitch I can get ya lost [Lil' B] I'm
my dick if Lloyd Banks go plat I'm lyrically insane, Lloyd Banks know that He told me I was like a Big Daddy Kane throwback Started with 1 brick, built my own company
love ya, cause you're a sweet bitch A crazy crab, you might make my dick itch I flow looser than Luther, words ya get used ta B.I.G. is a born, trooper
graffiti? And your R&B dance-steps, what about finger-popping? B-boy electric shocking, windmills, body rocking So body-body rock, body-body rock, I'll take you back Break your back, realize b
, shit a nigga just came off tour Mister Mister Rainman, I'm makin it pour I 'member when I used to have to play that hard Apartment 5B, Forrest Projects
your hustle Have heart, have money, have muscle Make sure your L-I-P's be on a rumble It's like A-B-C's when I spit it Don't even spot me on the map,
quick I'm only out for one thang and its plan to see You may have changed him but you can't change me [Chorus x2: K.B.] [Talking K.B.] You know what
All Along Pon De Street & Inna Di Club Ah Dance To It Inna Di Break Pon De Job & It Ah Bounce All Di Hummers & Truck Most Rappers & Dj's Have 1 R&B Singers
Yeah! Kool Keith Black Sil (yeah yeah) and company! As we party.. two-zero-zero-zero [Kool Keith] Step in coat check, vocal supreme sound perfect You
s why I'm in de hole... Da white flag I'm a tree... I'm deep. But my face looks sweet! Sweet enough to fool yeh 'bout my greed. Yo, Now-now-now, Waltz