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The Notorious B.I.G.
The Notorious B.I.G.
Stimme und Gesang
Pamela Long
Pamela Long
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Andy Armer
Andy Armer
Songwriter:in
Randy Alpert
Randy Alpert
Songwriter:in
Ricky Walters
Ricky Walters
Songwriter:in
Sean Combs
Sean Combs
Songwriter:in
Christopher Wallace
Christopher Wallace
Songwriter:in
Deric "D-Dot" Angelettie
Deric "D-Dot" Angelettie
Songwriter:in
Ronald Anthony "Amen-ra" Lawrence
Ronald Anthony "Amen-ra" Lawrence
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Sean Combs
Sean Combs
Produzent:in
Lorrenn Argumedes
Lorrenn Argumedes
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Lynn Montrose
Lynn Montrose
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Rasheed Goodlowe
Rasheed Goodlowe
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Steve Jones
Steve Jones
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Lane Craven
Lane Craven
Mischtechniker:in
Deric "D-Dot" Angelettie
Deric "D-Dot" Angelettie
Produzent:in
Ron "Amen-Ra" Lawrence
Ron "Amen-Ra" Lawrence
Produzent:in
Axel Niehaus
Axel Niehaus
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Doug Wilson
Doug Wilson
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh (Uh, uh, come on)
[Verse 1]
Ha, sicker than your average
Poppa twist cabbage off instinct
**** don't think shit stink
Pink gators, my Detroit players
Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn (That's right)
Dead right, if the head right
Biggie there every night
Poppa been smooth since days of Underoos
Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who
Do something to us, talk go through us (Come on, do it)
Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us
Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (Hehe)
Close like Starksy and Hutch, stick the clutch
Yeah, I squeeze three at your cherry M3
Bang every MC easily, busily
Recently **** frontin' ain't sayin' nothin'
So I just speak my piece, keep my peace
Cubans with the Jesus piece with my peeps
Packin', askin' who want it, you got it, ****, flaunt it
That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it
[Chorus]
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
Sometimes, your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke and you're so paid
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? (Uh-huh)
Sometimes, your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways (Uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke and you're so paid (Ha)
[Verse 2]
I put hoes in NY onto DKNY (Uh-huh)
Miami, DC, prefer Versace (That's right)
All Philly hoes go with Moschino
Every cutie with a booty bought a Coogi
Now, who's the real dookie?
Meaning who's really the shit?
Them **** ride dicks, Frank White push the six
Or the Lexus, LX, four and a half
Bulletproof glass tints if I want some ass
Gon' blast, squeeze first, ask questions last
That's how most of these so-called gangsters pass
At last, a **** rappin' 'bout blunts and broads
Tits and bras, menage-a-trois, sex in expensive cars
I still leave you on the pavement
Condo paid for, no car payment (Uh-huh, uh-uh)
At my arraignment, note for the plaintiff
Your daughter's tied up in a Brooklyn basement
Face it, not guilty, that's how I stay filthy (Not guilty)
Richer than Richie, till you **** come and get me (Come on)
[Chorus]
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
Sometimes, your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke and you're so paid
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? (Uh-huh)
Sometimes, your words just hypnotize me (Hypnotize)
And I just love your flashy ways (Uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke and you're so paid (Uh)
[Verse 3]
I can fill you with real millionaire shit (I can fill you)
Escargot, my car go, one sixty, swiftly (Come on)
Wreck it, buy a new one
Your crew run, run, run
Your crew run, run
I know you sick of this, name brand **** with flows
Girls say he's sweet like licorice
So get with this ****, it's easy (Uh-huh)
Girlfriend, here's a pen, call me 'round ten
Come through, have sex on rugs that's Persian (That's right)
Come up to your job, hit you while you workin'
For certain, Poppa freakin', not speakin'
Leave that ass leakin' like rapper demo
Tell them hoes take they clothes off slowly
Hit 'em with the force like Obi, dick black like Toby
Watch me roam like Romey, lucky they don't owe me
Where the safe? Show me, homie (Say what? Homie)
[Chorus]
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
Sometimes, your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke and you're so paid
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? (Uh-huh)
Sometimes, your words just hypnotize me (Hypnotize)
And I just love your flashy ways (Uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke and you're so paid (Uh)
[Chorus]
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
Sometimes, your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke and you're so paid
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? (Uh-huh)
Sometimes, your words just hypnotize me (Hypnotize)
And I just love your flashy ways (Uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke and you're so paid (Uh)
[Chorus]
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
Sometimes, your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke and you're so paid
Written by: Randy C. Alpert, Deric Michael Angelettie, Andy W. Armer, Sean Puffy Combs, Ronald Anthony Lawrence, Christopher Wallace
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