(Puff Daddy)
Push
C'mon Shorty stay push, c'mon
C'mon, c'mon push it's almost there
One more time, c'mon
*baby cries*
C'mon push baby, one more time
*baby cries*
Harder harder, push harder
Push, push, c'mon
One more time, here it goes!
I see the head!
Yeah c'mon!
YEAH! YEAHHHH!
You did it baby, yeah!
*Curtis Mayfield's "Super Fly" plays over this*
*Sugarhill Gang's "Rappers Delight" fades in*
... the hibby, the hibby dibby hip hop and ya don't stop!
Rock it out baby bubba, to the boogedy bang bang
The boogey to the boogedy beat
Now what you hear is not a test, I'm rappin, to the beat
*voice comes in over*
God damnit, what the f** are you doin?
You can't control that god damn boy? (What?)
I just saw Ms. Jersey, he told me he caught the
Motherf**in boy and chopped him
(Get your black a** off!)
You can't control the god, I don't know
What the f** to do with that boy
(What the f** do you, whatta you do?)
If if you can't f**in control him
(All you f**in do is b**h at me)
b**h, what I say, I'ma send his motherf**in a**
To a group home goddamnit, what??
I'll smack the sh** outta you b**h
(Take your black a**, the f** outta here)
Motherf**er, you are f**in up
(Comin in here, smellin like pile of sh**, dumb motherf**er)
*Sugarhill fades out, Audio Two fades in*
Gizmo's cuttin, up for the
s**ers that's, down with me!
What n***a you wanna rob them motherf**in trains you crazy?
B.I.G.: Yes, yes, motherf**er, motherf**in right, n***a yes
n***a what the f** n***a? We gonna get...
B.I.G.: n***a it's eighty-seven n***a, is you dead broke?
Yeah n***a but, but...
B.I.G.: Motherf**er is you broke motherf**er?
We need to get some motherf**in paper n***a
Yeah but n***a it's a train ain't nobody robbed no motherf**in train
B.I.G.: Just listen man, your mother givin you money n***a?
My moms don't give me sh** n***a, it's time to get paid n***a
Is you wit me? *gun clicks* Motherf** is you wit me?
Yeah I'm wit you n***a c'mon
B.I.G.: Alright then n***a lets make it happen then
All you motherf**ers get on the f**in floor! *blam blam*
Get on the motherf**in floor!
B.I.G.: Chill, give me all your motherf**in money
And don't move n***a!
B.I.G.: Give me all your motherf**in money, I want the j**elry
Give me every f**in thing
n***a I'd shut the f** up or I'ma blow your motherf**in brains out!
n***a, give me your j**erly, give me your wallet
B.I.G.: f** you b**h, get up off that sh**
What the f** you holdin on to that sh** for b**h?
*Audio Two fades out, Snoop Dogg fades in*
Open C-74, Smalls
Mr. Smalls, let me walk you to the door
So how does it feel leavin us?
B.I.G.: C'mon man, what kind of f**in question is that man?
Tryin to get the f** up out this joint dog
Yeah, yeah, you'll be back
You n***as always are
B.I.G.: Go head man, what the f** is you hollerin about?
You won't see me up in this motherf**er no mroe
We'll see
B.I.G.: I got big plans n***a, big plans, hahahahaha