heels Is that a May, what, baby, these wheels You trippin' when you ain't sippin', have a refill You feelin' like you runnin', huh, now you know how we feel
is doin, because Right That's my mans and them, ya know I feel ya Now ya feel me? I feel ya So you know when you fuckin with me Right, right You fuckin
When you hanging on my arm you expect the same And, extasy when you sex the Kain I, only link with the wealthiest And only cop jewels if it drop celcius Now, you can run but you
, you know it minors won't show it Like in your way, I'll make you feel Baby, you know it minors won't show it All that I do is yours for real You like
hand What you do when you got a master plan, but half don? ran Here?s your chance to prove you love me It?s on and stubby, so hot, it?s feeling muggy Do you
. (No) What you do when you got a master plan, but half don' ran. (No) Here's your chance to prove you love me. (No) It's on and stubby. So hot, it's feeling
you can find me picture this (picture this) you only have to use yo' mind What you know good (you know good) It's your world and I'm just in it (what
you got my heart won't nothing take my love away but your love (ok now) when i'm where you are it feels like heaven you got my heart i'll never take my love
It" (OH THAT'S CRAZY) [Chorus] Man it's alright, hold tight Watch out, push it on tonight It's crazy Don't hold back I'ma put it where it 'pose to be
thought you said you complete me Thought you said you were never gonna let it go Thought you said, thought you said when you tell me Thought you said, thought you said when you
last dance, you know how you do it There's no nigga like you And there'll never be another nigga like you Put your foot on these motherfuckers' necks Do it
s my name? Now Brooklyn, Queens, Manhattan, Staten Uptown, what now?! Let's make it happen [P. Diddy Talkin] New York motherfuckers! If you can make it here, you can make it
I need you to come get wit' me aight? Yeah, I got somethin', I need you to do Call up the rest of the crew, I'll see you there Yo, I got the call from
, who ain't go no cake When you all fucked up and can't get no break When your fake ass friends, don't help you out when you need it Be on some real bullshit
' momma you know you fit my standards You?re the type to make me grip that handle Lick shots in the air, bustin' at random While you make it clap clap
I'll blow you away) [Verse: B.I.G.] Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls grips it quick And kicks it quick, you know how black niggas get With the hoods
you got me in a daze All I can say Oh, you know got your hooks in me Mama, shake that thang You know I like it when you shake that thang The way you shake it
So now you should feel the whole cathedralish bounce Put one in your stomach leave you in a fetalish crouch, nigga My vernacular is spectacular Strategic plans'll have you