Listen to Old Thing Back (feat. Ja Rule and Ralph Tresvant) [Radio Edit] by Matoma & The Notorious B.I.G.

Old Thing Back (feat. Ja Rule and Ralph Tresvant) [Radio Edit]

Matoma & The Notorious B.I.G.

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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN

Matoma

Künstler:in

The Notorious B.I.G.

The Notorious B.I.G.

Stimme und Gesang

Ja Rule

Stimme und Gesang

Ralph Tresvant

Stimme und Gesang

KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT

Christopher Wallace

Christopher Wallace

Songwriter:in

Jack Knight

Songwriter:in

Jeffrey Atkins

Songwriter:in

Norman Glover

Songwriter:in

Carl Thompson

Songwriter:in

Reginald Ellis

Songwriter:in

Sean Combs

Songwriter:in

PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK

Matoma

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Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Uh, yeah

Bad boy baby

Ralph Tresvant

Biggie Smalls, listen

Yeah, babe

Oh, listen to me

Ah yeah

[Verse 2]

To sex, I'm similar to the thriller in Manila

Honeys call me "Bigga the Condom Filler"

Whether it’s stiff tongue or stiff dick

Biggie squeeze it to make shit fit, now check this shit

I got the pack of Rough Riders, in the back of the Pathfinder

You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith

I get swift with the lyrical gift

Hit you with the dick, make your kidneys shift

[Verse 3]

Here we go, here we go, but I'm not Domino

I got the funk flow to make your drawers drop slow

So recognize the dick size in these Karl Kani jeans

I wear thirteens, know what I mean?

I'll fuck around and hit you with the Hennessey dick

Mess around and go blind, don't get to see shit

The next batter, here to shatter your bladder, it doesn't matter

All I do is separate the game from the truth

[Verse 4]

Big bang boots from the Bronx to Bolivia

Gettin' Physical like Olivia Newt

Tricks suck my clique dick all day with no trivia

So gimme a ho, a bankroll and a bag of weed

I'm guaranteed to fuck her till her nose bleed

Even if your new man's a certified mack

You'll get that H-town in ya, you'll want that old thing back

[Verse 5]

What you wanna do? (Yeah)

I got that old thing back (You know)

What you wanna see?

Baby sing, relaxing

[Verse 6]

What you wanna do? (Yeah)

I got that old thing back (You know)

What you wanna see?

Baby sing, relaxing

[Verse 7]

That old thing back, like B-I double G-I-E

With some new R-U-L-E

Notorious, known to bustin in ya' E-Y-E

(Baby, baby)

Bitches know they love to hate me

I come, you come, we come, with back some maybe

How close we came to coming together is crazy

How come you ain't misses with similar faces

When I come, you be cryin' like I'm killin' y'all bitches

And notice a bigger picture than the camera rollin'

'Cause I only be knowin' how the shit's unfolding

Back shots to the rear, got the mac unloading

Got a reload, like every so often you sayin'

"I got my swagger back"

I'm lookin' like bitch, my swagger never left

It's so hard pressed, to be impressed by these new rappers

They actors, and the fact is, you want that old thing back

[Verse 8]

What you wanna do?

What you wanna do? (Yeah)

I got that old thing back (You know)

What you wanna see?

Baby sing, relaxing

[Verse 9]

What you wanna do? (Yeah)

I got that old thing back (You know)

What you wanna see?

Baby sing, relaxing

[Verse 10]

I fuck nonstop, lick my lips a lot, used to lick the clits a lot

But lickin' clits had to stop

'Cause y'all don't know how to act when the tongue go down below

Peep the funk flow, really though

I got the cleanest, meanest penis

Ya' never seen this stroke of genius

So, take off your Tim boots and your bodysuit

I mean the spandex and hit my man next

Sex get rougher when it come to the nut buster

Pussy crusher, black nasty motherfucker

I don't chase em, I replace 'em

And if I'm caressin' 'em, I'm undressin' 'em

Fuck whatcha heard, who's the best in New York

For fillin' fantasies without that **** Mr. Roarke

Or Tattoo, I got you wrapped around my dick

And when I'm done I got to split shit

[Verse 11]

What you wanna do? (Yeah)

I got that old thing back (You know)

What you wanna see?

Baby sing, relaxing

[Verse 12]

What you wanna do? (Yeah)

I got that old thing back (You know)

What you wanna see?

Baby sing, relaxing

[Verse 13]

Yeah, bad boy baby

Ralph Tresvant

Biggie Smalls, listen

Uh, yeah, babe

Ooh, listen to me, ooh yeah

Written by: Carl Thompson, Christopher Wallace, Jack Knight, Jeffrey Atkins, Norman Glover, Reginald Ellis, Sean Combs

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