Huh
Cease a Lee'
Doggystyle YEAH
BIG
Uhh to all the ladies in the house
Where they at
Uhh, uhh, check it out
C'mon Big
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
Dope fiend, crack fiend, eyewitness news team
I seen a honey with a butt looking butter soft
I know she looks much better with them clothes up off
Sitting all thick, with the ruby red lipstick *SMACK*
That's the one I gotta get with
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
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 Thanksgiving
You ain't Michael Bivins
Mack it up flip it, rub it down
Do me baby, I ain't down
My name ain't 2Pac 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 somethin 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
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
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
Now I'm about to hitcha
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
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, aka 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
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
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