Bad Boy baby
 Yeah
Yeah
Junior M.A.F.I.A
Yeah
 Yeah
B.I.G. 2000
B.I.G. 2000 Born Again
Come on
Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G. & Puff Daddy
The weak or the strong
Who got it goin on?
Youre dead wrong
The weak or the strong
Who got it goin on?
Youre dead wrong
Relax and take notes while I take tokes of the marijuana smoke
Throw you in a choke, gun smoke, gun smoke
Biggie Smalls for mayor, the rap slayer
The hooker layer, motherfucker say your prayers
Hail Mary, full of grace
Smack the bitch in the face, take her Gucci bag
And the North Face off her back, jab her if she act
Funny with the money, oh you got me mistaken, honey
I dont wanna rape ya, I just want the paper
The Visa, kapeesha? Im out like The Vapors
Whos the one you call Mr. Macho
The head honcho, swift fist like Camacho
I got so much style I should be down with the Stylistics
Make up to break up Niggas need to wake up
Smell the indonesia, beat you to a seizure
Then fuck your moms, hit the skins to amnesia
She dont remember shit, just the two hits
Her hitting the floor and me hitting the clit
Sucking on the tits, had the hooker begging for the dick
And your moms aint ugly, love, my dick got rock quick
I guess I was a combination of House Of Pain and Bobby Brown
I was Humpin Around and Jump-in Around
Jacked her then I asked her, Whos the man? She said, B-I-G
Then I bust in her E-Y-E 
Repeat Chorus Twice
Theres several different levels to Devil worshippin: horses heads
Human sacrifices, canibalism, candles and exorcism
Animals having sex with em, camels, mammals and rabbits
But I dont get into that, I kick the habit, I just
Beat you to death with weapons that eat through the flesh
And I never eat you unless the fuckin, meat looks fresh
I got a lion in my pocket, Im lyin
I got a nine in my pocket, and baby Im just
Dyin to cock him
Hes ready for war
Im ready for war
I got machetes and swords for any faggot that said he was raw
My uz is as
Heavy as yours, yeah you met me before
I just didnt have as large an arsenal of weapons before
Marshall will step in the door
I lay your head on the floor
With your body spread on the bedspread
Red on the wall
Red on the ceilin, red on the floor, get a new whore
Met on the second, wed on the third, then shes dead on the fourth
Im dead wrong
Repeat Chorus Twice
How many licks does it take to the center of my Tootsie Roll? 
How many nuts to the center of your booty hole?
Hold on, shorty, cause Im about to slap this groupie nigga
Jab this fluesy nigga, watch em bleed, then shit dookie, nigga
Spooky nigga, you gettin skinny like you Pookie, nigga
Blood spill got you laggin out like that soupie nigga
Smoke this Lucy nigga, time passin on the frank mic
Watch em dyin slow, then see ya skin, you start to change color
My goons lay the flood, leave you layin, drippin blood
Then ended up fingerfuckin your mother at a strip club
We dead wrong for how we gutter like how in the sudden
Fascinated how all of this street shit, we straight mother
Fuck it
We thug rugged to the tenth power
Like B.I.G. was listenin
So Gimme The Loot for the past ten hours
Another dick
Hear the click of my gun cock
Same mentality when I was scheeming on a lunch box
Gimme that!
Twenty-focused and Im sorry Campbell
Im taking from you and your wife and run the baby Pamper 
Repeat Chorus Til Fade