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  Venue after venue Ive been through
  Come up to the telly so I can bend you 
  Send you to the store, condoms and more
  Jealous females call you sluts and whores
  Could it be my hardcore metaphor
  Makes sweat pour on the bedroom floor? 
  Open up the Lex door, jump on in
  Im kinda tired, Ima roll blunts while you spin
  You got your license, right? Alright, no swerving
  Hair blonde out, Madonna style like a virgin 
  Splurging, Dom P., Rose
  Much foreplay, thats my forte
  Niggas see the ring, baguettes to death 
  She looking for a man, honey, he just left
  Violate me, he get beat to death
  Goodfellas squeeze every shell they got left 
  Grand Marnier increase the don strength
  Two four-fifths within my arms length
  With a calm breath I say, We got to float
  Throw Little Cease the keys to the boat
  Tongue all down her throat, you know the routine
  Got my dick large like Bruce Springsteen
  And you mean too , eyes greenish blue
  Got the Coogi sweater with the bubble Fubu
  Beautiful, thats how the night goes
  Get out them tight clothes, get in some night clothes
  I invite those girls that smoke lah 
  Keep it real with you, you keep it real with I
  We be tight like frogs ass
  Have you screamin, Biggie, Biggie, give me one more chance
  What?
  Would you ride with me? 
  Would you lie for me? 
  Would you get high with me? 
  Would you die for me? 
  Would you ride with me? 
  Would you lie for me? 
  Would you get high with me? 
  Would you die for me? 
  These hoes dont treat you like I treat you
  Like my contacts, I can see right through
  Dont they know me and you is stuck like glue?
  Queen Bitch means number one and two
  Wifey, yall aint got to like me
  Go head and act dumb, youll just catch a hot one
  Yall know where Im from
  Bucktown, lay your ass down
  You dont wanna play around 
  Probably just mad because Frank chose me
  A fly cutie, you just a groupie
  Girls call my telephone just to hang up
  While me and you is in the crib, laying up
  Oh, he aint tell you that we live together, huh?
  And that we gonna have a kid together?
  Whatever, me intimidated, never
  Anything you give to him, he give it right to Kim
  Anyway, I fuck better than you
  Give head better than you, pussy get wetter than you
  If I fuck another nigga, it dont mean nothing
  B.I.G. is in my heart from the start
  Whether broke or rich, Im a stay his bitch
  Chicks who used to be around, where they at now?
  See I dont care bout them other broads
  B.I.G. kept it real with me, and thats that
  Would you ride with me? 
  Would you lie for me? 
  Would you get high with me? 
  Would you die for me? 
  Would you ride with me? 
  Would you lie for me? 
  Would you get high with me? 
  Would you die for me?