as long as it's here then we might as well shine together Better now than never, business before pleasure P. Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better
than closer than most Turn da lights off I think we can get to know each other better if Turn da lights off And let's grab a glass and make a toast
time i see cops you better run mothaf-cka, cuz we not you better run till your feet stop you aint even on a f-cking alphabet in my tea pot colder than
seven footer straight up in the post That sure beats hangin? here and burning someone?s toast I needed Benjamins, but this ain?t worth the stress Maybe there?s a better
about to get hotter (Come with me) 'Til it pop off And you better be ready for the jump off (Come with me) 'Til it pop off And you better be ready
A lil' better, yep Lil Skateboard P Yezzur, hot, yezzur, hot Yezzur, hot, yezzur Ma, the way you huggin' on me it's a problem The fuck you tryna end
' about Wassup? Tellin' girls "You should call if you down" And if my phone doesn't ring, then leave it after the pound 'Cause I be up in the air, more than
the opposing player walks into that arena They're thinkin of upstaging you You're, you're like a trophy to them They're thinkin' "if I'm better than
Don't make me laugh, boo, never did that bad, too Make you even have to but even if I had to Ask my better half to, you be more than glad to When I
high, reach for the sky I rep S.I., the unpretty, word to Left Eye New York Shitty, put they weight on it And who better for the job than Biggie? The
Range (Uh huh) My niggas up to pawn drop-top Jaguars, Lock on you when you step in the car, That's the superstar status apparatus, more wins than Cassius
a fly chain Ran in this game, dirt broke, now it's MTV with Kurt Lod' With the Q-four-feezy, be hurtin' folks Keep the bird toast, black handle, horoscope
down till the last round, hands down No question I blow your chest in with a smith & wesson You'll be dead in less than a second - reckon Better listen
a nigga from a two storey Asked for my paper, said, "There's nothin' he can do for me" That's like takin' a steak out of a lion's mouth Better yet that
my extreme fellas, rockin' the [unverified] sweaters The ones who paid with their life I rock for forty days and forty nights and every verse is tight Better than
MP's holdin' my heat, nigga run wild I dial, executioners, go the extra mile Nigga cock that, lose a screw when it pop black Never provoke toast, niggaz
, uh-huh (It was all good just a week ago) Like I put the toast to your head and made you sell We both came in this game, blind as hell I did a little better
