Suck My di*k lyrics

by

The Notorious B.I.G.


[Intro: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Love me when I'm broke or when I'm filthy f*ckin' rich

[Verse 1]
To all my motherf*ckin' gettin' money hoes, boosters sellin' clothes
And all my ghetto b*tches in the projects
Comin' through like bulldozers, no, we ain't sober
Bum b*tches know better than to start sh*t
n*ggas love a hard b*tch
One that get up in a n*gga's ass quicker than an enema
Make a cat bleed then sprinkle it with vinegar, kidnap the senator
Make him call his wife and say he never comin' home
Kim got 'em in the zone, beatin' they di*ks
Even got some of these straight chicks rubbin' their tits (Hahaha)
What? I'm lovin' this sh*t, queen b*tch
What b*tch you know can thug it like this?
Imagine if I was dude and hittin' cats from the back
With no strings attached, yeah n*gga, picture that
I treat y'all n*ggas like y'all treat us, no doubt
Ay, yo-yo-yo, come here so I can bust in ya' mouth

[Chorus: Lil' Kim & Bristal]
Ay yo, come here, b*tch
n*gga, f*ck you!
No, f*ck you, b*tch
Who you talkin' to?
Why you actin' like a b*tch?
'Cause y'all n*ggas ain't sh*t
And if I was dude I'd tell y'all to suck my di*k
[Verse 2]
No, no, no, no
All I wanna do is get my pus*y sucked (n*gga!)
Count a million bucks in the back of an armor truck
While I get you f*cked up off the T.O.N.Y
The BX, the chron-chron and the list goes on and on
(On and on and on) like Erykah Badu
Once he drink the Remy down, ooh, I got this n*gga now
He asked me did I love him I said what came to mind
Like n*ggas be doin': "Yeah baby, I love you long time"
Look I ain't tryin' to suck ya, I might not even f*ck ya
Just lay me on this bed and give me some head
Got the camcord layin' in the drawer where he can't see
Can't wait to show my girls he sucked the p*ss out my pus*y
Been doin' this for years, no need to practice
Take lessons from the Queen and you'll know how to mack this
n*ggas know he gave me all his cake
I peeled the Benji's off and threw the singles back in his face

[Chorus: Lil' Kim & Bristal]
Ay yo, come here, b*tch
n*gga, f*ck you!
No, f*ck you, b*tch
Who you talkin' to?
Why you actin' like a b*tch?
'Cause y'all n*ggas ain't sh*t
And if I was dude I'd tell y'all to suck my di*k
[Verse 3]
I'ma keep it real, for the dough I might kill
I'm tryna see my face on a hunnid dolla bill
Met this dude name Jaleel at this Abdulla fight
He said he'd pay me ten grand just to belly dance
c*m all on his pants
I met him at the studio
He showed up with his homeboy named Julio
I said "Whoa! Who's the other guy?
Hope you know you payin' extra for this f*ckin' third eye"
Something about him, I knew he was a phony
Put the burner in his mouth: "Fool, Give me my money!"
He was just a n*gga frontin' like he knew mad stars
In his homeboy's whips like he got mad cars
n*ggas ain't sh*t but they still can trick
All they can do for me is suck my clit
I'm jumpin' up and up after I c*m
Thinkin' they gon' get some pus*y but they gets none

[Chorus: Lil' Kim & Bristal]
Ay yo, come here, b*tch
n*gga, f*ck you!
No, f*ck you, b*tch
Who you talkin' to?
Why you actin' like a b*tch?
'Cause y'all n*ggas ain't sh*t
And if I was dude I'd tell y'all to suck my di*k
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