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The Notorious B.I.G.
The Notorious B.I.G.
Stimme und Gesang
P. Diddy
P. Diddy
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Osten Harvey
Osten Harvey
Songwriter:in
Roger Troutman
Roger Troutman
Songwriter:in
Christopher Wallace
Christopher Wallace
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Michael Patterson
Michael Patterson
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Easy Mo Bee
Easy Mo Bee
Produzent:in
Doug Wilson
Doug Wilson
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Stephen Dent
Stephen Dent
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
John Meredith
John Meredith
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Lynn Montrose
Lynn Montrose
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Rasheed Goodlowe
Rasheed Goodlowe
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Steve Jones
Steve Jones
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Sean Combs
Sean Combs
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Yo! Yo Big, wake up, wake up, baby Mmm, yo Yo, Big, wake yo' ass up, c'mon I'm up, I'm up, I'm up, I'm up Big, wake up! I'm up Diddy, what the fuck, man? What's up? Come on, now it's a quarter to six we got the 7:30 flight Mmm, seven Yo, Big, Big, Big I'm up, yeah, I hear you, dawg, I hear you, alright, 7:30 Yo, take down this information Ain't no pen Tell your girl then to remember it or somethin' (a'ight, honey) Can you do that? (Yeah, write this down) A'ight, uhm, flight 504 (504) Leaving Kennedy (Kennedy) Goin' to L-A-X Oh, Cali? No doubt, baby, you know we gotta get this paper Ahh, no doubt, a'ight You a'ight? (I'm up, I'm up) Yo, Big I'm up, man Flight 504 Alright, 7:30, I'ma meet you at the airport California Yeah Uh, when the la-la hits you, lyrics just split ya Head so hard that your hat can't fit ya Either I'm with you or against ya Format bent ya, back through that maze I sent ya Talking to the rap inventor Nigga with the game tight, fifth that flame right Spell my name right, B-I, double G, I-E Iced out, lights out, me and Cease-A-Leo (uh-huh, uh-huh) Getting head from some chick he know See it's all about the cheddar, nobody do it better Going back to Cali, strictly for the weather Women and the weed, sticky green No seeds bitch please, Poppa ain't soft Dead up in the hood, ain't no love lost Got me mixed up, you drunk them licks up Mad 'cause I got my dick sucked And my balls licked, forfeit, the game is mine I'ma spell my name one more time, check it It's the N-O-T-O-R-I-O-U-S You just lay down slow Recognize a real don when you see one Sipping on booze in the House of Blues I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali (going back to Cali) (uh-huh) I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali, Cali (going back to Cali), uh (uh-huh) I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali (going back to Cali) (uh-huh) I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali (going back to Cali) (uh-huh) If I got to choose a coast, I got to choose the East I live out there, so don't go there But that don't mean a nigga can't rest in the West See some nice breast in the West Smoke some nice sess in the West, y'all niggas is a mess Thinking I'm gon' stop giving L.A. props All I got is beef with those that violate me I shall annihilate thee Case closed, suitcase filled with clothes Linens and things, I begin things Beeper start to flash, 818's 213's, 313's, B.I.G Frequently floss hoes at Roscoe's (uh-huh) If I wanna squirt her, take her to Fatburger Spend about a week on Venice Beach Sippin' Crist-o with some freaks from Frisco I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali (going back to Cali) (uh-huh) I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali, Cali (going back to Cali), uh (uh-huh) I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali (going back to Cali) (uh-huh) I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali (going back to Cali) (uh-huh) (we know, we know) Cali got gunplay, models on the runway Scream "Biggie, Biggie give me One More Chance" I be whipping on the freeway, the NYC way On the celly-celly with my homeboy Lance Pass hash from left to right Only got five blunts left to light, I'm set tonight Met a bitch at the Versace store Said she suck it 'til I ain't got no more, only in L.A Bust on bitches belly, rub it in their tummy Lick it, say it's yummy, then fuck your man What's your plan, is it to rock the Tri-State? Almost gold, five Gs a show date Or do you wanna see about seven digits? Fuck hoes exquisite, Cali, great place to visit I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali (going back to Cali) (uh-huh) I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali, Cali (going back to Cali), uh (uh-huh) I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali (going back to Cali) (uh-huh) I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali, Cali (going back to Cali) (uh-huh) I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali (going back to Cali) (uh-huh) I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali, Cali (going back to Cali), uh (uh-huh) I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali (going back to Cali) (uh-huh) I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali, Cali (going back to Cali) (uh-huh) I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali (going back to Cali) (uh-huh) I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali (going back to Cali)
Writer(s): Christopher Wallace, Roger Troutman, Osten S. Jr. Harvey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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