you shoulda been here to kick it with me, we coulda split this whole thing up 50/50, but now i?m at the 40/40 getting b-tches tipsy, killing sh-t the
midnight marauder Tryin' to get my bank account fuckin' larger Whatever's whatever, gotta stay clever for dat' cheddar But don't holler if it ain't
give but let me tell you this this isn't all that i've got but you would rather sit and you would rather stare floating along aimlessly while your orbit takes you nowhere let's get
up a blizz [hissing] And we gone, you know who she is Bred ma [Chorus: scratching] [Notorious B.I.G.:] "T-t-t-to all my - ladies" [Jay-Z:] "I swear I
my plan? I blast with either hand Why don't you try Cortizone ten I heard it helps when your neck wrist and ankles, is covered with wealth But I couldn't
I believe it went a little something like this . . . Doh Get 'em off me Get 'em off me Oh No, get 'em off, get 'em off Oh, oh God, oh God Oh, get 'em
buck wild exposin the plain truth You couldn't mess with me, fuckin' shit up in the same room Hey you, I don't know you but fuck it, let me get a dollar
, buck wild exposin the plain truth You couldn't mess with me, fuckin shit up in the same room Hey you, I don't know you but fuck it, let me get a dollar
plan? I blast with either hand Why don't you try Cortizone ten I heard it helps when your neck wrist and ankles, is covered with wealth But I couldn't
believe it went a little something like this . . . Doh Get 'em off me Get 'em off me Oh No, get 'em off, get 'em off Oh, oh God, oh God Oh, get 'em off
here to kick it with me, we coulda split this whole thing up 50/50, but now i’m at the 40/40 getting b-tches tipsy, killing sh-t the ever so talented