
3 B’s The Notorious B.I.G. (Ft. Buju Banton & Busta Rhymes)
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[Intro: Buju Banton]
Gargamel, flight again!
[Chorus; Buju Banton]
While mans been pimping, I've been up
You got pills and stock keep lining up
No more freeloading, time is up
Catch a 3 dog plane, man don't stifle us
Give me 20s and .380s and fly enough, come on
I seen the cutie, does she wine enough?
Gyal a can't keep her eyes den off your stuff
Move girl, or you gon' touch the Midas Touch
[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Venue after venue, I've been through
Coming to the telly, so I can bend you
Send you to the store, condoms and more
Jealous females, call you sluts and whores
Could it be my hardcore metaphor
Make sweat pour on the bedroom floor
Open up the Lex door, jump on in
I'm kind of tired, I'ma roll blunts while you spin
You got your license, right? Aight, no swerving
Hair blonde out, Madonna style like a virgin
Splurging, Dom P., Ro-se
Much foreplay, that's my forte
Niggas see the ring, baguettes to death
She looking for a man, honey he just left
Violate me, he get beat to death
Goodfellas squeeze every shell they got left
Gargamel, flight again!
[Chorus; Buju Banton]
While mans been pimping, I've been up
You got pills and stock keep lining up
No more freeloading, time is up
Catch a 3 dog plane, man don't stifle us
Give me 20s and .380s and fly enough, come on
I seen the cutie, does she wine enough?
Gyal a can't keep her eyes den off your stuff
Move girl, or you gon' touch the Midas Touch
[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Venue after venue, I've been through
Coming to the telly, so I can bend you
Send you to the store, condoms and more
Jealous females, call you sluts and whores
Could it be my hardcore metaphor
Make sweat pour on the bedroom floor
Open up the Lex door, jump on in
I'm kind of tired, I'ma roll blunts while you spin
You got your license, right? Aight, no swerving
Hair blonde out, Madonna style like a virgin
Splurging, Dom P., Ro-se
Much foreplay, that's my forte
Niggas see the ring, baguettes to death
She looking for a man, honey he just left
Violate me, he get beat to death
Goodfellas squeeze every shell they got left
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