14 lyrics for "Biggie, Biggie"

Biggie bounce, biggie bounce, biggie bounce Biggie, biggie, biggie, biggie (Biggie bounce) Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back Make it clap, make it clap, She gotta face on her like Lisa Ray Get the players club with the Frito-Lay Nigga try me
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To all my Brooklyn (Niggas!) To all my Uptown (Niggas!) To all my Bronx (Niggas!) To all my Queensbridge (Niggas!) (Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga!) That's a real nigga for ya Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls rips it quick And kicks it quick, you know
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I feel like Pac, I feel like Biggie I'm feeling like these hating niggas waiting to get me I'm losing my sleep, I'm losing my mind You know I go hard when it comes to mine I feel like Pac, Biggie, Pac, Biggie I've been waiting for a long time (how long)
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What you wanna do? I got that old thing back What you wanna see? Baby sing relax and feel What you did, where you are You're with a star Uh yeah, Bad Boy baby Ralph Tresvant Biggie Smalls
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Gimme the loot, gimme the loot (I'm a bad bad bad) (What's mines is mines and what's yours is mine) Yeah, mothafuckas better know I'm a bad bad bad Lock your windows, close your doors Biggie Smalls My man Inf left a TEC and a 9 at my crib Turned his self
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Oh, Biggie, give me one more chance I got that good dick, girl, you didn’t know? All you hoes, callin' here for my daddy get off his dick Like that mommy? Hi dDaddy, how you doing, this is Tyiest I was thinking about you last night Mm you actin' like you
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Just Bone and Biggie Biggie (Let's) ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride Get high, get high, get high, c'mon Let's ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride Get high, get high, get high No-to-rious, thugs Nothing but them thugster thugsters Bone and
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Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see (uh)
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To all my thugs who puffed him You love him, yell his name I'd rather die on my feet, than live on my knees Nigga please, I cock and squeeze for Representin' Bucktown MAC 11's cocked back, niggas better duck down Face down, you know the routine, the
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We are the new Americana High on legal marijuana Raised on Biggie and Nirvana Survival of the richest The city's ours until the fall They're Monaco and Hamptons bound But we don't feel like outsiders at all Cigarettes and tiny liquor bottles Just what
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