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the notorious b.i.g. - hypnotize lyrics

[produced by d-dot]

[intro]
uh, uh, uh, come on

[verse 1: the notorious b.i.g.]
hah, sicker than your average, poppa twist cabbage off instinct
n-ggas don’t think sh-t stink
pink gators, my detroit players
timbs for my hooligans in brooklyn (that’s right)
dead right, if the head right, biggie there e’ry night
poppa been smooth since days of underoos
never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who
do somethin’ to us, talk go through us (come on, do it)
girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us
who us? yeah, poppa and puff (he, he)
close like starsky and hutch, stick the clutch
dare i squeeze three at your cherry m-3 (take that, take that, take that, ha ha!)
bang every mc easily, busily
recently n-ggas frontin’, ain’t sayin’ nothin’
so i just speak my piece, keep my peace (come on)
cubans with the jesus piece, with my peeps (thank you)
packin’, askin’, “who want it?”
you got it, n-gga, flaunt it
that brooklyn bullsh-t, we on it

[verse 2: the notorious b.i.g.]
i put hoes in ny onto dkny (uh-huh)
miami, d.c. prefer versace (that’s right)
all philly hoes go with moschino (come on)
every cutie with a booty bought a coogi
now who’s the real dookie? meaning, who’s really the sh-t?
them n-ggas ride d-cks, frank white push the six
or the lexus, lx, four and a half
bulletproof gl-ss, tints if i want some -ss
gonna blast, squeeze first, ask questions last
that’s how most of these so-called gangsters p-ss
at last, a n-gga rappin’ about blunts and broads
t-ts and bras, ménage à trois, s-x in expensive cars
i’ll still leave you on the pavement
condo paid for, no car payment (uh-uh)
at my arraignment, note for the plaintiff
“your daughter’s tied up in a brooklyn bas-m-nt”
face it, not guilty, that’s how i stay filthy (like you)
richer than richie, ’til you n-ggas come and get me (come on)

[verse 3: the notorious b.i.g.]
i can fill you with real millionaire sh-t (i can fill ya)
escargot, my car go, one sixty, swiftly (come on)
wreck it, buy a new one
your crew run-run-run, your crew run-run
i know you sick of this, name brand n-gga with
flows, girls say he’s sweet like licorice
so, get with this n-gga, it’s easy (uh-huh)
girlfriend, here’s a pen, call me round ten
come through, have s-x on rugs that’s persian (that’s right)
come up to your job, hit you while you workin’
for certain, poppa freakin’, not speakin’
leave that -ss leakin’, like rapper demo
tell them ho take they clothes off slowly (slowly)
hit ’em with the force like obi (obi)
d-ck black like toby (toby)
watch me roam like romey (romey)
lucky they don’t owe me
where the safe? show me, homie (say what, homie)

[chorus: pamela long]
biggie, biggie, biggie, can’t you see?
sometimes your words just hypnotize me
and i just love your flashy ways
guess that’s why they broke, and you’re so paid
biggie, biggie, biggie, can’t you see? (uh-huh)
sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize)
and i just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
guess that’s why they broke, and you’re so paid
biggie, biggie, biggie, can’t you see?
sometimes your words just hypnotize me
and i just love your flashy ways
guess that’s why they broke, and you’re so paid
biggie, biggie, biggie, can’t you see?
sometimes your words just hypnotize me
and i just love your flashy ways
guess that’s why they broke, and you’re so paid
biggie, biggie, biggie, can’t you see? (uh-huh)
sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize)
and i just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
guess that’s why they broke, and you’re so paid
biggie, biggie, biggie, can’t you see?
sometimes your words just hypnotize me
and i just love your flashy ways
guess that’s why they broke, and you’re so paid

- the notorious b i g lyrics

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