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  Hey, doggystyle nigga
  YEAH! 
  Uhh.. can I get witcha, uhh 
  Can I get witcha, hey 
  Can I get witcha-cha-cha {echoes}
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  Another day in the ghetto 
  One look outside and Im already upset yo
  It look about a hundred-and-two
  Its a Saturday and Biggie aint got nuttin to do 
  Uhh, Im interrupted by a phone ring
  Sometimes I wish I never got the motherfuckin thing
  Hello hello? Can I speak to Biggie?
  Yo who dis? Talisha! Yo call back, Im busy
  Why dontcha hit me on the box a little later
  Washed up, got dressed, hits the elevator
  Steps out, its the same old scene
  Dopefiend, crackfiend, eyewitness news team 
  I seen a honey with a butt lookin butter soft
  I know she looks much better with them clothes up off
  Sittin all thick with the ruby red lipstick
  Thats the one I got to get with
  I like, the way that you look, I was hopin we could
  Maybe spend some time, theres so much that we can do
  We can party all night, I can tell youre so right 
  From the way that you shine I just wanna get with you
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  Uhh.. can I get witcha, can I get witcha 
  Can I get witcha, can I get witcha 
  Why you wanna get with me?
  Cause you got a big B-U-T-T 
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  She said, If I get witchu
  I gotta get witcha whole hood rat crew 
  Whatcha I think I do, sling skins for a livin?
  My name aint November, this aint Thanksgiving
  You aint Michael Bivins
  Smack it up flip it, rub it down
  Do me baby, I aint down
  My name aint 2Pac, I dont +Get Around+
  You hittin this, nigga how that sound?
  Huh, first of all you got me mixed up with
  Somebody ya done slept with, hold up
  Thats my Neneh Cherry shit, I got somethin slicker 
  Let me just sip up on this liquor 
  All I wanna do is smoke a little chronic 
  +Slam+ ya like Onyx, and get ya Hooked on 
  This Biggie Smalls Phonics, 102
  How to squeeze 22s in them Reebok shoes, HUH?
  Hey lady, ohhhhh baby
  I wanna make you miiii-iiine, ooooooh-oooh
  And we can riiiiiide, all niiiiight
  Cause you the shit, yeah, whoo!
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  To all the ladies in the house, oww
  Uhh, uhh - ta-dow
  I said walk me upstairs, cause I forgot my Phillies
  She said I dont care, just dont be actin silly
  I knew I had her trapped with my hardcore rap
  And it wouldnt take a second fore I had her on her back
  Twiddlin with the bra strap, threw on my Sillk CD
  Cause I wanna get freaky witchu! 
  Lose control on the skins is all I can picture 
  Now Im about to hitcha 
   - w/ ad-libs
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  Can I get witcha, can I get witcha 
  Can I get witcha, can I get witcha 
  Why you wanna get with me?
  Cause you got a big B-U-T-T 
  Can I get witcha, can I get witcha
  Can I get witcha, can I get witcha 
  Why you wanna get with me?
  Cause you got a big B-U-T-T