Me & My Bitch (Live From Philly)

Lyrics
[Intro: Puff Daddy | The Notorious B.I.G.] Is Philly in this motherfucker? Yo, what's up? You ready, son? Clark Kent, one time Uh (Woo) Uh (Say what?) [Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G. I Puff Daddy] When I met you I admit my first thoughts was to trick (Hands in the air) You look so good, huh, I'll suck on your daddy's dick (Woo) I never felt that way in my life (That's right) It didn't take long before I made you my wife Not no rings and shit, just my main squeeze Come into the crib, even had a set a keys (That's right) During the days you helped me bag up my nickels (Come on) In the process, I admit, I tricked a little But you was my bitch, the one who'd never snitch (That's right) Love me when I'm brokе or when I'm filthy fuckin' rich And I admit, when the timе is right, the wine is right I'll treat you right, you talk slick, I'll beat you right [Chorus: Puff Daddy | The Notorious B.I.G.] Just me and my bitch (What?) Just me and my bitch, yeah (What?) Just me and my bitch, yeah Just me and my bitch Just me and my bitch, yeah Just me and my bitch [Interlude: Puff Daddy | The Notorious B.I.G.] All the girls with the real hair, yeah (Yeah) Just the girls with the real hair, yeah (Uh) Let me hear you say "Yeah" (Uh) Say "Hell yeah" (Uh) [Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G. | Puff Daddy] Moonlight strolls with the hoes, oh no, that's not my steelo Want a bitch that like to play cee-lo, and craps Packin' gats, in my Coach bag steamin' dime bags (Woo) A real bitch is all I want, all I ever had With a bop just as strong as me Totin' guns just as long as me, the bitch belongs with me (That's right) Any plans with another bitch, my bitch'll spoil it (That's right) One day, she used my toothbrush to clean the toilet (Yeah) Throwin' my clothes out the windows (Windows), so when the wind blows (Wind blows) I see my Polos and Timbos Hide my car keys so I can't leave A real slick bitch, keep a trick up her sleeve If I deceive (Say what?), she won't take it lightly (Come on) She'll invite me (Yeah), politely, to fight, G (Yeah, side to side) And then we lie together, cry together (Side to side, side to side) Swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together (Yeah) [Chorus: Puff Daddy | The Notorious B.I.G.] Just me and my bitch (Just what?) It's just me and my bitch, side to side, y'all, come on Just, just me and my bitch I like that record, side to side Just me and my bitch Just me and my bitch, come on Just me and my bitch [Outro: Puff Daddy | The Notorious B.I.G. | DJ Clark Kent] Just, just me and my bitch Just me and my bitch (Just what?) Just me and my bitch Just me and my bitch Just you and your bitch? Yeah, no doubt, yo, the ladies is running this motherfucker, son The ladies is running this motherfucker Yo, look at all the real motherfuckin' niggas in this motherfucker Where the niggas at? What's up? Yo, yo, Puff, Puff, Puff, check this out Yo, Biggie, this what y'all gotta do I figure somebody got to be running something So you take the bitches and you take the niggas Hold, hold, hold, hold, hold—I ain't taking no bitches, nigga I'm taking the young ladies, nigga The fuck you talkin' 'bout? Alright, I'ma take the young ladies, we gon' see Alright, I'll take the niggas Yeah The real thug niggas I want the niggas, too, but I want the ladies Whatever, let's see what's up Drop that shit, nigga Yeah Come on, yeah Come on
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Credits
- Writers
- The Notorious B.I.G.
- Diddy
- Chucky Thompson
- Norman Glover
- Roger Troutman
- Larry Troutman
- Shirley Murdock
- Lord Digga
- Bluez Brothas