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matoma & the notorious b.i.g. feat. ja rule & ralph tresvant - old thing back lyrics

what you wanna do
(yeah)
i got that old thing back
(you know)
what you wanna see
baby sing, relaxing
what you wanna do
(yeah)
i got that old thing back
(you know)
what you wanna see
baby sing, relaxing

yeah, bad boy baby
ralph tresvant
biggie smalls
listen
uh, yeah, babe
oh, listen to me
ah yeah

to s-x, i’m similar to the thriller in manila
honeys call me bigga, the condom filler
whether it’s stiff tongue or stiff d-ck
biggie squeeze it to make sh-t fit, now check this sh-t
i got the pack of rough riders, in the back of the pathfinder
you know the ep along by james todd smith
i get swift with the lyrical gift
hit you with the d-ck, 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 d-ck size in these karl kani jeans
i wear thirteens, know what i mean
i f-ck around and hit you with the hennessey d-ck
mess around and go blind, don’t get to see sh-t
the next batter, here to shatter your bladder, it doesn’t matter
skinny or fat boy, light-skinned or black, baby i drop these
boniqua 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 drunk flow
f-ck tae kwon do, i tote da fo’-fo’
for n-gg-s gettin mad cause they b-tch chose me
a big black motherf-cker 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 d-ck all day with no trivia
so gimme a ho, a bankroll and a bag of weed
i’m guaranteed to f-ck 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
(yeah)
i got that old thing back
(you know)
what you wanna see
baby sing, relaxing

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 -ss
f-ck the past, let’s dwell on the 500 sl
the e and j and ginger ale
the way my pockets swell to the rim, with benjamins
another hon’s in the crib, please send her in
i f-ck nonstop, lick my lips alot, used to lick the cl-ts alot
but lickin’ cl-ts 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 p-n-s
ya’ never seen this stroke of genius
so take off your tim boots and your bodysuit
i mean the spandex and hit my man next
s-x get rougher when it come to the nut buster
p-ssy crusher, black nasty motherf-cker
i don’t chase em, i replace ’em
and if i’m caressin’ ’em, i’m undressin’ ’em
f-ck whatcha heard, who’s the best in new york
for fillin’ fantasies without that n-gg- mr. walk
or tattoo i got you wrapped around my d-ck
and when i’m done i got to split sh-t

what you wanna do
(yeah)
i got that old thing back
(you know)
what you wanna see
baby sing, relaxing

yeah, bad boy baby
ralph tresvant
biggie smalls
listen
uh, yeah, babe
oh, listen to me
ah yeah

- matoma the notorious b i g feat ja rule ralph tresvant lyrics

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