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the notorious b.i.g. - can i get witcha (original) lyrics

[verse 1: the notorious b.i.g]
another day in the ghetto
one look outside i’m already upset, yo
it look about a hundred-and-two
it’s a sat-rday and biggie ain’t got nothing to do
uh, i’m interrupted by a phone ring
sometimes i wish i never got the motherf-cking thing
“h-llo h-llo? can i speak to biggie?”
yo, who dis? “taisha” yo call back, i’m busy
why don’t ya hit me on the box a little later?
washed up, got dressed, hits the elevator
steps out, it’s the same old scene
dope fiend, crack fiend, eyewitness news team
i seen a honey with a b-tt looking b-tter soft
i know she looks much better with them clothes up off
sitting all thick, with the ruby red lipstick
that’s the one i got to get with

[chorus: notorious big]
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, see
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

[verse 2: the notorious b.i.g]
she said “if i get with you
i gotta get witcha whole hood rat crew, whatcha i think i do?
sling skins for a living,my name ain’t november
this ain’t thanksgiving, you ain’t michael bivins
smack it up, flip it, rub it down
do me baby, i ain’t down
my name ain’t 2pac i don’t “get around”
you hitting this n-gga, how that sound?”
huh, first of all you got me mixed up with
somebody ya done slept with, hold up
that’s my neneh cherry sh-t, i got something sl!cker
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 22’s in them reebok shoes, huh?

[verse 3: notorious b.i.g]
i said walk me upstairs, cause i forgot my phillies
she said “i don’t care, so don’t be acting silly”
i knew i had her trapped with my hardcore raps
and it wouldn’t take a second before i had her on her back
pulling back the bra straps, threw on my silk cd
cause, “i wanna get freaky with you”
lose control on the skins is all i can picture, now i’m about to hit you

[chorus]
can i get witcha? oww!
can i get witcha?
“why you wanna get with me?”
cause you got a big b-u-t, uh, hey
can i get witcha? uh
can i get witcha? hey
can i get witcha? you big booty b-tch, c’mon
oh, you’se a big booty b-tch
and i wanna do, do, do, do, do, do
woah, woah
can i get a soul clap?
soul clap, soul clap
yo, we buggin’ the f-ck out in this motherf-cker, word
yo, lemme hear the third verse, yo, that was the end

- the notorious b i g lyrics

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