Hey can we re, can we Biggie's song? Can, can you on me? I just want you to on me
Hey lady, hey darlin', hey I'm sorry but I can't be your If you toy my motherfuckin' emotions I'll you, bitch I'm fuckin' for real I'll you suffer like I suffered If you fuck me then I'll make you fall in
Baby, I'm large in magnitude And Magnum's the that I use To chose which hole on a hoe I Have 'em confused, can't who is who
I fuck the shit out you, then the next day I rush the shit out you off my You wanna cuddle, hustle up on Pocono's Poke ya in and outta Obie's own
No, I'm in and out home And in and out your tone I ain't the nigga that settles 'em Put 'em in nice homes and floss 'em
I bounce 'em around, camcord the sex and sell 'em town Now how that If I was in witcha, now you wanna clown Fuck with them clowns until I on your crown
Bust a few rounds and the cops and get me Bad mouth a nigga just to a jury You don't it with me, you just horny as me You want a nut, but what is you be
I'm internationally baby but actually There are few who know how I am naturally All you know is that I can act you shove a puppet up in my face on national TV
So they label me crazed loony rap bully But truthfully that ain't the And if you believe in that shit then believe anything's true And you're too stupid to ever get to know me
But personally that works for me 'Cause the last thing I need's a string attached to me I'm a bitch and I ain't in no fast fury To run out and find a new Mrs.
'Cause see, me and Kim ain't back fully But we do still booty calls occasionally But be damned if I end up back in that And we end up back at God damn tavern
And havin' another déjà vu, we seein' Pass my pussy around like it's Ja Rule's I got news for you bitch, your new curfew's You home by 2:30
Hey lady, hey darlin', hey I'm but I can't be your boyfriend If you toy my motherfuckin' emotions I'll kill you, bitch I'm for real I'll you suffer like I suffered If you fuck me then make you fall in love
See you lookin' at the life, you lookin' at the You lookin' at the ice, you ain't at the Trice You should look at some advice when I see he ain't Despite the fact you think you the type
Oh, love to fight, I the drama Love my bitch get to cussin' out Yolanda Find the condom on the counter Swingin' her weave, can't like I can't believe
Least I ain't and try to mislead And sell a dream just to get you on my I came clean to keep down the down my reach, you can keep all your teeth
So we do under the covers should stay between the covers And the two of us and we gotta be news coverage On the page cover of "Buzz's New Lovers" And this is when the bitch get to the true colors
the truth of it, everything that I do's public And you'd love it if you could run and tell all friends who you just screwed, assume it's me and you've done it And save da used rubber to 'em the proof of it
But I guess it's do unto others as you'd 'em do unto you But you better be careful of who doin' it to 'Cause you never know the shoe end up on the other foot and it backfires on you
'Cause you may think you want it then you me, then you get me Then you got me and you're fucked, you'll be stuck with me For the rest of your 'cause if I get attached to you We'll be at the hip, I'll be so latched to you
be walkin' out the house and I'll run up and tackle you Chain ass up to the bed and shackle you You don't think you're this house in that, do you? Not I brand my name in your ass and tattoo you
you walkin' out this bitch in turtleneck sweaters Scarves and leathers in 90 degree weather on me? Never 'Cause we gonna be together Right bitch? bitch?
Hey lady, hey darlin', hey I'm sorry but I can't be your If you toy my motherfuckin' emotions I'll kill you, I'm fuckin' for real make you suffer like I suffered If you fuck me then I'll make you in love