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phone number being dialed* *phone rings three times* [B.I.G.] Yo! [P. Dad] Yo Big wake up wake up baby [B.I.G.] Mmm, yo... [P. Dad] Yo Big wake yo` ass up c`mon [B.I.G.] I`m up! I`m up. *mumbling* I`m up I`m up [P. Dad] Big, wake up! [B.I.G.] I`m up baby, what the fuck, man? What`s up? [P. Dad] C`mon now it`s a quarter to six we got the 7:30 flight [B.I.G.] Mmm, *mumbling* yeah [P. Dad] Yo Big Big, Big [B.I.G.] Yeah I hear you dogg, I hear you, alright, 7:30 [P. Dad] Yo take down this information [B.I.G.] Ain`t no pen [P. Dad] Tell your girl then to remember it or somethin [B.I.G.] Aight honey, yeah write this down [P. Dad] Aight, ummm, flight five-oh-four [B.I.G.] Five-oh-four [P. Dad] Leaving Kennedy [B.I.G.] *mumbling* Kennedy [P. Dad] On the L-A-X [B.I.G.] Oh! Cali?? [P. Dad] No doubt baby, you know we gotta get this paper [B.I.G.] Ahh, no doubt, aight [P. Dad] You aight? [B.I.G.] I`m up, I`m up [P. Dad] Yo Big [B.I.G.] I`m UP man [P. Dad] Flight five-oh-four [B.I.G.] Alright 7:30 I`ma meet you at the airport [P. Dad] California [B.I.G.] Yeh *phone clicks*
[Verse One]
[Notorious B.I.G.] When the lala hits ya lyrics just splits ya Head so hard, that ya hat can`t fit ya Either I`m witcha or against ya Format venture, back through that maze I sent ya Talkin to the rap inventor Nigga wit the game tight, Bic that flame right Spell my name right, B-I, Double-G, I-E Iced out lights out, me and Cease-a-Leo Gettin head from some chick he know See it`s all about the cheddar, nobody do it better Going back to Cali, strictly for the weather Women, and the weed -- sticky green No seeds bitch please, Poppa ain`t soft Dead up in the Hood, ain`t no love lost Got me mixed up, you drunk them licks up Mad cause I got my dick sucked and my balls licked, forfeit, the game is mine I`ma spell my name one more time, check it Its the, N-O, T-O, R-I, O U-S, you just, lay down, slow Recognize a real Don when you see Juan/one Sippin on booze in the House of Blues
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