Uh yeah, Bad Boy baby Ralph Tresvant Biggie Smalls Listen Uh yeah baby ooh, listen to me, oh yeah When it comes to sex, I'm similar to the 'Thriller in Manila' Honeys call me Bigga the condom filler Whether it's stiff tongue or stiff dick Biggie squeeze it to make shit fit, now check this shit I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith I get swift with the lyrical gift Hit you with the dick, make your kidneys shift Here we go, here we go, but I'm not Domino I got the funk flow to make your drawers drop slow So recognize the dick size in these Karl Kani jeans I wear thirteens, know what I mean I fuck around and hit you with the Hennessy dick Mess around and go blind, don't get to see shit The next batter, here to shatter your bladder, it doesn't matter Skinny or fat or light-skinned or black, baby I drop these Boricua mommies screamin' "Ay papi!" I love it when they call me Big Poppa I only smoke blunts if they rolled propa Look, I gotcha caught up with the drug flow Fuck tae kwon do, I tote a fo'-fo' For niggas gettin' mad 'cause they bitch chose me A big black motherfucker with G ya see All I do is separate the game from the truth Big bang boots from the Bronx to Bolivia Gettin' physical like Olivia Newt Tricks suck my clique dick all day with no trivia So gimme a ho, a bankroll and a bag of weed I'm guaranteed to fuck her 'til her nose bleed Even if your new man's a certified mack You'll get that H-town in ya, you'll want that old thing back 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 Bitches screamin' they want that old thing back Like B I Double G I E With some new R-U-L-E Notorious known to bustin' in ya E-Y-E, baby baby! Bitches know they love to hate me I come, you come, we come, with back some maybe How close we came to comin' together is crazy How come you and your sister make similar faces When y'all cummin' y'all be cryin' like I'm killin' ya bitches Knows there's a bigger picture than the camera rollin' 'Cause I don't think y'all be knowin' how the shit's unfoldin' Back shots to the rear, got the MAC unloaded Got a reload, like every so often You sayin' I got my swagger back I'm lookin' like bitch, my swagger never left But we so hard pressed, to be impressed by these new rappers They actors, and the fact is, you want that old thing back (Shit) 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 Is my mind playin' tricks, like Scarface and Bushwick Willie D, havin' nightmares of girls killin' me She mad because what we had didn't last I'm glad because her cousin let me hit the ass Fuck the past let's dwell on the 500 SL, the E&J and Ginger Ale The way my pockets swell to the rim with Benjamins Another hun's in the crib, please send her in I fuck non-stop, lick my lips alot, used to lick the clits a lot But lickin' clits had to stop 'Cause y'all don't know how to act when the tongue go down below Peep the funk flow, really though I got the cleanest meanest penis, ya never seen this stroke of genius So take off your Timb boots and your bodysuit I mean the spandex and hit my man next Sex gettin' rougher when it come to the nut buster Pussy crusher, black nasty motherfucker I don't chase 'em, I replace 'em And if I'm caressin' 'em, I'm undressin' 'em Fuck whatcha heard who's the best in New York Fulfillin' fantasies without that nigga Mr. Roarke Or tattoo I got you wrapped around my dick And when I'm done I got to split, shit Back shots is my position, I gotcha wishin' for an intermission Fuck the kissin', lickin' down to your belly button, I ain't frontin' They don't call me B.I.G. for nuttin', all of a sudden 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