


What You Wanna Do? I Got That Old Thing Back What You Wanna See? Baby Sing Relax and feel What U Be, Where U Are U Wouldn't Start Is my mind playin tricks, like Scarface and Bushwick Willie D, havin nightmares of girls killin me She mad because what we had didn't last I'm glad because her cousin let me hit the a** f*** the past let's dwell on the 500 SL, the E and J and ginger ale The way my pockets swell to the rim with Benjamins Another hon's in the crib, please send her in I f*** nonstop, lick my lips alot, used to lick the c**** alot But lickin c**** had to stop Cause y'all don't know how to act when the tongue go down below Peep the funk flow, really though I got the cleanest meanest p****, ya never seen this stroke of genius So take off your Tim boots and your bodysuit I mean the spandex and hit my man next s** gettin rougher when it come to the nut buster p**** crusher, black nasty m*********** I don't chase em, I replace em and if I'm caressin em, I'm undressin em f*** whatcha heard who's the best in New York For fillin fantasies without that n**** Mr. Notorious Know To Bust In The E Y E Baby Baby! b****** Know They Love And Hate Me I Come, U Come, We Come With Back Some Maybe How Close We Came To Come The Getto Is Crazy How Come U Aint, ? Semi Your Faces When I Come U Be Cryin Like I'm Killin Ya b****** Knows When Picture In The Camera Roleded Cuz I Only Be Knowen How The s**** Unfoalded Back Shots In The Ribb, Got The Mack Unloaded Got A Reload, Like Every Show Off U Sayin I Got Ma Swag A Back (Singin) I'm Lookin Like b****, Ma Swag Near Look Left (Singin) Its So Hard Prest, To Be Inpressed By These New Rappers They Actors, And The Fact Is U Want That Old Thing Back s***. Screamin Want THat Old Thing Back Like B I Double G I E Whit Some R.U.L.E. (Singin) Uh Yea Baby Oooooooh, Listen To Me, OH Yeaaaa When it comes to s**, I'm similar to the thriller in Manila Honeys call me Bigga the condom filler Whether it's stiff tongue or stiff d*** Biggie squeeze it to make s*** fit, now check this s*** I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder You know the ep along by James Todd Smith I get swift with the lyrical gift Hit you with the d***, make your kidneys shift Here we go, here we go, but I'm not Domino I got the funk flow to make your drawers drop slow So recognize the d*** size in these Karl Kani jeans I'm in thirteens, know what I mean I f**k around and hit you with the Hennessey d*** Mess around and go blind, didn't see s*** The next batter, here to shatter your bladder, it doesn't matter Skinny or fat or light-skinned or black, baby I drop These boricua mommies screamin "Aiy papi!" I love it when they call me Big Poppa I only smoke blunts if they rolled propa Look, I gotcha caught up in the drunk flow F**k tae kwon do, I tote da fo'-fo' For n***** gettin mad cause they b**** chose me A big black motherf**ker with g ya see All I do is separate the game from the truth Big bang boots from the Bronx to Bolivia Gettin Physical like Olivia Newt Tricks suck my clique d*** all day with no trivia So gimme a hoe, a bankroll and a bag of weed I'm guaranteed to f**k her till her nose bleed Even if your new man's a certified mack You'll get that H-town in ya, you'll want that old thing back What You Wanna Do? I Got That Old Thing Back What You Wanna See? Baby Sing Relax and feel What U Be, Where U Are U Wouldn't Start Uh Yea, Bad Boy Baby Biggie Smalls Listen.
