(feat. Lil' Cease)
[Big] Huh?
[Cee] Cease-a-Lee'
[Big] Doggytyle.. YEAH!
[Cee] B.I.G.
[Big] Uhh.. to all the ladies in the house!
[Cee] Where they at?
[Big] Uhh, uhh, check it out
[Cee] C'mon Big
[Notorious B.I.G]
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 m*********** 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
Dopefiend, crackfiend, eyewitness news team
I seen a honey with a b*** lookin b***er soft
I know she looks much better with them clothes up off
Sittin all thick, with the ruby red lipstick [SMACK]
That's the one I gotta get with
[Chorus One: Biggie Smalls]
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
[Notorious B.I.G]
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 Thanksgivin
You aint Michael Bivins
Mack it up flip it, rub it down
Do me baby, I ain't down
My name ain't Tupac I don't "Get Around"
You hittin this n****, 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 s***, 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?
[Chorus Two: Biggie Smalls and Lil' Cease]
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
[Notorious B.I.G]
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
[Chorus Three: Biggie Smalls and Lil' Cease]
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
[Lil' Cease]
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, a.k.a. Mista Nasty
Germany style, these hoes they blast me
One of the chickenhead with s** appeal pass me
That's her hands, ankles, feet they ashy
I like the flashy type, who pass with d***s
With long hair, and they a** be right
I get up on that a**, see what that be like
I f*** a b**** good, if she ask me right, huh
[Chorus One (repeat 2X)]
[Big] Huh?
[Cee] Cease-a-Lee'
[Big] Doggytyle.. YEAH!
[Cee] B.I.G.
[Big] Uhh.. to all the ladies in the house!
[Cee] Where they at?
[Big] Uhh, uhh, check it out
[Cee] C'mon Big
[Notorious B.I.G]
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 m*********** 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
Dopefiend, crackfiend, eyewitness news team
I seen a honey with a b*** lookin b***er soft
I know she looks much better with them clothes up off
Sittin all thick, with the ruby red lipstick [SMACK]
That's the one I gotta get with
[Chorus One: Biggie Smalls]
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
[Notorious B.I.G]
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 Thanksgivin
You aint Michael Bivins
Mack it up flip it, rub it down
Do me baby, I ain't down
My name ain't Tupac I don't "Get Around"
You hittin this n****, 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 s***, 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?
[Chorus Two: Biggie Smalls and Lil' Cease]
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
[Notorious B.I.G]
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
[Chorus Three: Biggie Smalls and Lil' Cease]
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
[Lil' Cease]
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, a.k.a. Mista Nasty
Germany style, these hoes they blast me
One of the chickenhead with s** appeal pass me
That's her hands, ankles, feet they ashy
I like the flashy type, who pass with d***s
With long hair, and they a** be right
I get up on that a**, see what that be like
I f*** a b**** good, if she ask me right, huh
[Chorus One (repeat 2X)]