
Can’t You See Total (Ft. The Notorious B.I.G.)
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[Intro: Keisha, Puff Daddy & The Notorious B.I.G.]
You just don't know what you do to me (Bad Boy)
Uh, uh
[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G. & Puff Daddy]
Give me all the chicken heads from Pasadena to Medina (Uh)
Bet Big get in between you (Haha), then see you (Yeah, that's right)
Peep the prognosis, doses, blends and bends like Twizzlers
Big is fitting to hurt what's under that skirt (Slow down, nigga, you're killin' 'em)
Who filling 'em with octane?
Got 'em gassed up, 'bout to get blast up, some (Uh)
The last one, word to mother, brother, miss ’em
I seen it when he kissed him at the wake, made his body shake (Woo)
The high guy in 850i, smoke tint
Rap terror, four chrome Antera's (I like that)
Two-fives by the livers, the fifth's inconspicuous
Bad Boy slipped in '95? Ridiculous (Hahaha, that's right)
My rap lines is like land mines (Uh)
One step, ka-boom (Boom) Black suits fill the room
To whom it may concern, Junior M.A.F.I.A.'s the clique (Shoutout Junior M.A.F.I.A.)
Act up, I'll have my honeys Total bust your shit (That's right)
[Verse 2: Keisha]
In the middle of the day now, baby
I seem to think of only you, hey, oh, oh, yeah
Never thinking for a moment, baby
That you've been thinking of me too, yeah, so
You just don't know what you do to me (Bad Boy)
Uh, uh
[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G. & Puff Daddy]
Give me all the chicken heads from Pasadena to Medina (Uh)
Bet Big get in between you (Haha), then see you (Yeah, that's right)
Peep the prognosis, doses, blends and bends like Twizzlers
Big is fitting to hurt what's under that skirt (Slow down, nigga, you're killin' 'em)
Who filling 'em with octane?
Got 'em gassed up, 'bout to get blast up, some (Uh)
The last one, word to mother, brother, miss ’em
I seen it when he kissed him at the wake, made his body shake (Woo)
The high guy in 850i, smoke tint
Rap terror, four chrome Antera's (I like that)
Two-fives by the livers, the fifth's inconspicuous
Bad Boy slipped in '95? Ridiculous (Hahaha, that's right)
My rap lines is like land mines (Uh)
One step, ka-boom (Boom) Black suits fill the room
To whom it may concern, Junior M.A.F.I.A.'s the clique (Shoutout Junior M.A.F.I.A.)
Act up, I'll have my honeys Total bust your shit (That's right)
[Verse 2: Keisha]
In the middle of the day now, baby
I seem to think of only you, hey, oh, oh, yeah
Never thinking for a moment, baby
That you've been thinking of me too, yeah, so
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