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letra de me & my bitch (live from philly) - the notorious b.i.g.

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[intro: puff daddy, the notorious b.i.g.]
is philly in the motherf-cker?
yo, what’s up? you ready, son?
clark kent, one time
uh (woo)
uh (say what?)

[verse 1: notorious b.i.g., puff daddy]
when i met you i admit my first thoughts was to trick (hands in the air)
you look so good, huh, i’ll suck on your daddy’s d-ck
i never felt that way in my life (that’s right)
it didn’t take long before i made you my wife
got no rings and sh-t, just my main squeeze
come into the crib, even had a set a keys (that’s right)
during the days you helped me bag up my nickels (come on)
in the process, i admit, i tricked a little
but you was my b-tch, the one who’d never snitch (that’s right)
love me whеn i’m broke or when i’m filthy f-ckin’ rich
and i admit, when thе time is right, the wine is right
i’ll treat you right, you talk sl!ck, i’ll beat you right
[chorus: puff daddy, the notorious b.i.g.]
just me and my b-tch (what?)
just me and my b-tch (what?)
just me and my b-tch, yeah
just me and my b-tch
just me and my b-tch, yeah
just me and my b-tch

[interlude: puff daddy]
all the girls with the real hair, yeah
just the girls with the real hair, yeah
let me hear you say “yeah”
say “h-ll yeah”

[verse 2: the notorious b.i.g., puff daddy]
moonlight strolls with the hoes, oh no, that’s not my steelo
i wanna b-tch that like to play cee-lo, and cr-ps
packin’ gats, in my coach bag steamin’ dime bags
a real b-tch is all i want, all i ever had
with a bop just as strong as me
totin’ guns just as long as me, the b-tch belongs with me (that’s right)
any plans with another b-tch, my b-tch’ll spoil it (that’s right)
one day, she used my toothbrush to clean the toilet (yeah)
throwin’ my clothes out the windows, so when the wind blows
i see my polos and timbos
hide my car keys so i can’t leave
a real sl!ck b-tch, keep a trick up her sleeve
if i deceive, she won’t take it lightly
she’ll invite me, politely, to fight, g (yeah)
and then we lie together, cry together
swear to god i hope we f-ckin’ die together (yeah)
[chorus: puff daddy, the notorious b.i.g.]
just me and my b-tch (what?)
it’s just me and my b-tch, side to side, y’all, come on
just, just me and my b-tch
i like that record, side to side
just me and my b-tch
just me and my b-tch, come on
just me and my b-tch

[outro: puff daddy, the notorious b.i.g., ]
just, just me and my b-tch
just me and my b-tch
just me and my b-tch
just me and my b-tch
just you and b-tch?
yeah, no doubt, yo, the ladies is running this motherf-cker, son
the ladies is running this motherf-cker
yo, look at all the real motherf-ckin’ n-ggas in this motherf-cker
where the n-ggas at? what’s up?

hold, hold, hold, hold, hold—i ain’t taking no b-tches, n-gga
i’m taking the young ladies, n-gga
the f-ck you talkin’ ’bout?
alright, i’ma take the young ladies, we gon’ see
alright, i’ll take the n-ggas
yeah
the real thug n-ggas
i want the n-ggas, too, but i want the ladies
whatever, let’s see what’s up
drop that sh-t, n-gga
yeah
come on, yeah
come on

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