Notorious B.I.G. - Playa Hater Lyrics

Notorious B.I.G. - Playa Hater Video

Good evening

And for my last hit

I'd like to take you back to the classic

A-hem, B.I.G. style of course

Uhh

 

*singing*

Playaahh, turn your head round

Lay on the ground, you've been robbed

Wake up, open the door

Lay on the floor, you've been robbed

Uhh

You know, we need this money

And you, yes baby, you, should just roll with me

Let's go off, together

On this robbin spree, we'll make money

Uhh

Playaahh, turn your head round

Take off that crown, you've been robbed

Wake up, open the door

Don't cry no more, you've been robbed

 

You see, there are two kind of people in the world today

We have, the playaz, and we have, the playa haters

Please don't hate me because I'm beautiful baby

 

Hear what they talk, about me

But my crew so deep, you can't do, a damn thing, to me

 

Playahh, open the door

Lay on the floor, you've been robbed

Wake up (wake your ass up), take off your jewels

You fuckin fools, you've been robbed (this is a robbery nigga)

Playahh playahh (hater), Playahh playahh (hater)

Playahh playahh (hater), Playahh playahh (hater)

Playahh hater!! (hater) Playahh hater!! (hater)

Playahh hater!! (hater) Playahh hater!! (hater)

Uhh, thank you... thank you very much *applause*

Thank you thank you far too kind, far too kind

Thank you, thank you very much

Good night everybody, good night!

I love all of you, thank you thank you

Thank you, thank you very much

Good night!

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Notorious B.I.G. - Sky's The Limit Lyrics

Notorious B.I.G. - Sky's The Limit Video

(Notorious B.I.G.)

Good evenin ladies and gentlemen

How's everybody doin tonite?

I'd like to welcome to the stage, the lyrically acclaimed, ha

I like this young man, because, when he came out

He came out wit the phrase, he went from ashy to classy

Ha, I like that

So everybody in the house, give a warm, round of applause for

The Notorious B.I.G. *clapping*

The Notorious B.I.G. ladies and gentlemen give it up for him ya'll

 

Uhhh

A nigga never been as broke as me, (I like that)

When I was young I had two pair of Lees, (besides that)

The pin stripes and the gray (uh-huh)

The one I wore on Mondays and Wednesdays

While niggas flirt, I'm sewing tigers on my shirt

And alligators

Ya wanna see the inside, huh, I see ya later

Here come the drama, oh, that's that nigga wit the fake- blaow!

Why you punch me in my face? Stay in ya place

Play ya position, here come my intuition

Go in this nigga pocket

Rob him while his friends watchin

And hoes clockin, here comes respect

His crew's your crew, or they might be next

Look at they man eye, BIG man they never try

So we roll wid em, stole wid em

I mean loyalty, niggaz bought me milks at lunch

The milks was chocolate, the cookies, buttercrunch

In gear Oshkosh with blue and white dunks

Pass the blunt

 

(112)

Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on

Just keep on pressin on

Sky is the limit and you know that you can have

What you want, pressin what you want

Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on

Just keep on pressin on

Sky is the limit and you know that you can have

What you want, be what you want, have what you want, be what you want

 

(Notorious B.I.G.)

Uh-huh, I was ashamed, my crew was lame

I had enough heart for most of em

Long as I got stuff from most of em

It's on, even when I was wrong I got my point across

They depicted me the boss, of course

My orange box-cutter make the world go round

Plus I'm fuckin, bitches ain't my homegirls now

Start stackin, dabbled in crack, gun packin

Nickname Medina, make the seniors tote my ninas

From gym class, to Englass, pass off a global

The only nigga wit a mobile, Can't You See like Total

Gettin larger in waist and taste

Ain't no tellin where this felon is headin, just in case

Keep a shell at the tip of ya melon, clear da space

Ya brain was a terrible thing ta waste

Eighty-eight long gates, snatch initial name plates

Smokin spliffs wit niggaz, real life beginner killers

Prayin God forgive us for being sinners, help us out

 

(112)

Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on

Just keep on pressin on

Sky is the limit and you know that you can have

What you want, pressin what you want

Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on

Just keep on pressin on

Sky is the limit and you know that you can have

What you want, be what you want, have what you want, be what you want

 

(Notorious B.I.G.)

After realizin, to master enterprisin

I ain't have ta be in school by ten, I was in

Began to encounter, wit my counter-parts

On how ta burn the block apart, break it down into sections

Drugs by the selection

Some use pipes, others use in-jec-tions

Syringe sold seperately, Frank the deputy

Quick to grab my Smith-n-Wessun, like my dick was missin

To protect my position, my corner, my layer

While we out here, say the hustlas prayer

If the game shakes me or breaks me

I hope it makes me a better man

Take a better stand

Put money in my moms hand

Get my daughter this college plan, so she don't need no man

Stay far from timid

Only make moves when ya heart's in it

And live the phrase Sky's The Limit

Motherfucker... see you chumps on top

 

(112)

Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on

Just keep on pressin on

Sky is the limit and you know that you can have

What you want, be what you want

Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on

Just keep on pressin on

Sky is the limit and you know that you can have

What you want, pressin what you want

Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on

Just keep on pressin on

Sky is the limit and you know that you can have

What you want, be what you want

Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on

Just keep on pressin on

Sky is the limit and you know that you can have

What you want, be what you want

...

Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on

Just keep on pressin on

Sky is the limit and you know that you can have

What you want, be what you want...

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Notorious B.I.G. - Miss U Lyrics

Notorious B.I.G. - Miss U Video

Yeah, dedicatin' this to my nigga O

We miss you nigga

Goin out to all the niggas that died in the struggle

Word up, shit is real in the field

You know, sparkin' blunts for all you niggaz

Word up

 

Each and every day

The daydreams of how we used to be

See your family

And that baby's lookin just like you

Why'd you gone away

I've been missin you lately

Tell me why you're gone and thru

O yeah

 

Verse One: Notorious B.I.G.

 

I remember sellin three bricks of straight flour

Got my man a beat down to the third power

He didn't care, spent the money in a half hour

Got some fishscale, ain't no competition that could sour

Got the coke cooked up, a crackhead heaven

In eighty-eight, when Kane ruled, with Half Steppin

A thirty-eight, a lot of mouth, was our only weapon

We was king till the G's crept in

And now I'm missin em

 

Chorus:

 

Ooh, I'm missin you

Tell me why the road turns, why it turns

Ooh, I'm missin you

Nah nah nah nah nah, oh tell me why why why why

 

Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G.

 

We work all week, we dancin, play the movies

We rock flatops, our girls rocked doobies

Made a killin, even though the D's knew me

Eventually, you know they try to do me

Fuck it

Fed up, my nigga want to take it down south

Sick of cops comin, sick of throwin jacks in his mouth

Gave him half my paper, told 'em go that route

Few months, he got his brain blown out

Now I'm stressed

His baby's mother, she trippin, blamin me

And his older brothers, understand, the game it be

Kinda topsy turvy

You win some, you lose some

Damn, they lost a brother

They mother lost a son

Fuck, why my nigga couldn't stay in NY?

I'm a thug, but I swear for three days I cried

I look in the sky and ask God why

Can't look his baby girls in the eye

D*mn I miss you

 

Chorus

 

Verse Three: Notorious B.I.G.

 

There was this girl around the way that make cats drool

Her name's Drew, played fools out they money in pool

People swore we was f*ckin but we was just cool

She used to hang while I slang my drugs after school

She'd watch my bomb, help my moms with the groceries

My little sister, the girl was kinda close to me

A little closer than the average girl's supposed to be

Far from a lover, my girl was jealous of her

Then she started messin with some major players

Handled keys, niggas called them the Bricklayers

A dread kid, had a baby fore that bitch Taya

Found out her baby's father cheatin, now Drew she gotta slay her

One night, across from the corner store

Taya ran around the block with a chrome four-four

Squeezed all six shots in the passenger door

The dude lived, what my baby had to die for

We missin her

 

Chorus

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Notorious B.I.G. - Hypnotize Lyrics

Notorious B.I.G. - Hypnotize Video

Uhhh, uhhh, uh, c'mon

 

Hah, sicka than your average Poppa

Twist cabbage off instinct niggaz don't think shit stink

Pink gators, my Detroit players

Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn

Dead right, if they head right, Biggie there every night

Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos

Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who

Do something to us, talk go through us

Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us

Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (ehehehe)

Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch

Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3

(Take that, take that, take that, haha!)

Bang every MC easily, busily

Recently niggaz frontin ain't sayin nuttin (nope)

So I just speak my piece, (c'mon) keep my peace

Cubans with the Jesus piece (thank you God), with my peeps

Packin, askin who want it, you got it nigga flaunt it

That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it

 

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 (uh)

 

Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see (uh)

Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip to)

And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)

Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (hah)

 

I put hoes in NY onto DKNY (uh-huh)

Miami, D.C. prefer Versace (that's right)

All Philly hoes, dough and Moschino (c'mon)

Every cutie wit a booty bought a Coogi (haaaaah!)

Now who's the real dookie, meanin who's really the shit

Them niggaz ride dicks, Frank White push the sticks

On 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 nigga 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

At my arraignment, note for the plantiff

Your daughter's tied up in a Brooklyn basement (shhh)

Face it, not guilty, that's how I stay filthy (not guilty)

Richer than Richie, till you niggaz come and get me

 

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

Sometimes your words just hypnotize me

And I just love your flashy ways

Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid

 

I can fill ya wit real millionaire shit (I can feel ya)

Escargot, my car go, one sixty, swiftly

Wreck it buy a new one

Your crew run run run, your crew run run

I know you sick of this, name brand nigga wit

Flows girls say he's sweet like licorice

So get with this nigga, it's easy

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 hoe, take they clothes off slowly

Hit 'em wit the force like Obi, dick black like Toby (Obi, Toby)

Watch me roam like Gobe, lucky they don't owe me

Where the safe show me, homey.. (say what, homie?)

 

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

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

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

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

Sometimes your words just hypnotize me

And I just love your flashy ways

Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid

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Notorious B.I.G. - Fuck You Tonight Lyrics

Notorious B.I.G. - Fuck You Tonight Video

The Notorious B.I.G. Uhh

Diddy I like that, you like that? Heh

The Notorious B.I.G. Here's another one

Diddy And another one

The Notorious B.I.G. And another one

Diddy And another one

The Notorious B.I.G. Uhh, what, what?

 

R. Kelly

You must be used to me spendin'

And all that sweet winin' and dinin'

Well, I'm fuckin' you tonight

The Notorious B.I.G.

Here's another one

And another one

Uhh, uhh, what?

 

Some say the x make the sex spec-

Tacular, make me lick ya from ya neck

To ya back, then ya shiverin,' tongue deliverin'

Chills up that spine, that ass is mine

Skip the wine and the candlelight, no Cristal tonight

If it's alright with you, we fuckin' (That's cool)

Deja vu, the blunts sparked, finger fuckin' in the park

Pissy off Bacardi Dark

Remember when I used to play between your legs

You begged for me to stop because you know where it would head

Straight to your mother's bed

Not the Marriott, we be lucky if we find a spot

Next to your sister, damn I really missed the

Way she used to rub my back when I hit that

Way she used to giggle when your ass would wiggle

Now I know you used to sweets at the Parker Meridian

Trips to the Caribbean, but tonight, no ends

 

R. Kelly

You must be used to me spendin'

And all that sweet winin' and dinin'

Well, I'm fuckin' you tonight

The Notorious B.I.G.

Here's another one

And another one

And another one

What? What? Uhh

 

R. Kelly

You must be used to me spendin'

And all that sweet winin' and dinin'

Well, I'm fuckin' you tonight

The Notorious B.I.G.

Here's another one

And another one

What? Uhh, uhh

 

Damn, you look fine

Like a windface Rolex, you just shine

I like that waistline

Let me hit that from behind, which wall you wanna climb?

My style's genuine, girl, I love you long time

I got you pinned up, wit' your fuckin' limbs up

All because you like the way my Benz was rimmed up

Bitch, keep your shins up, please watch me do thee

Nasty, like it when you make it move fast, mami

I like it when you tro' it 'pon me

No love makin,' strictly back breakin'

Cees know all his hoes go to my door

Then they go to his flo' to fuck some more

So no caviar, sharp bar, uh uh

Strictly sex that's pretty and left over spaghetti

I know you used to slow CDs and Don Ps

But tonight it's 8-tracks and six packs while I hit that

 

R. Kelly

You must be used to me spendin'

And all that sweet winin' and dinin'

Well, I'm fuckin' you tonight

Diddy

Can you feel me?

'Cause I can feel you

Can you feel me?

R. Kelly

You must be used to me spendin'

And all that sweet winin' and dinin'

Well, I'm fuckin' you tonight

Diddy

Can you feel me?

'Cause I can feel you

Can you feel me?

 

R. Kelly

Lets stop the bullshit, baby

Let me take you to the spot, get you hot

So you wanna be with me?

Puff Daddy, B.I.G.

Bring that ass to me

 

R. Kelly

You must be used to me spendin'

And all that sweet winin' and dinin'

Well, I'm fuckin' you tonight

Fuckin' you tonight, strokin' you tonight

Diddy

Can you feel me?

'Cause I can feel you

Can you feel me?

R. Kelly

You must be used to me spendin'

And all that sweet winin' and dinin'

Well, I'm fuckin' you tonight

Fuckin' you, baby

I'm fuckin' you, baby

You must be used to me spendin'

And all that sweet winin' and dinin'

Well, I'm fuckin' you tonight

I'm doin' it, baby

I'm doin' it, baby

I'm doin' it, baby, yeah, whoa

You must be used to me spendin'

And all that sweet winin' and dinin'

Well, I'm fuckin' you tonight

Well, I'm fuckin' you tonight

 

Givin' it to you, anyway

You must be used to me spendin'

And all that sweet winin' and dinin'

Well, I'm fuckin' you tonight

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