Dario G - Sunchyme - sash! -rmx-edit lyrics

Yo, check it, call Lil' Cease Tell that muh'f***er to bring me some muh'f***in' weed For this hospital, man f*** that Tell that reporter to go pick up ten thousand from Dez And go take about like twenty G's from Gino Tell that muh'f***er get this n**** next door up out of here N**** be snorin' all night I can't sleep Call that big bu*t nurse with the long hair to come s** my dick The doctor said I need about three weeks of recovery But the nurses is lovin' me Sayin' the best part of the day is my half Feedin' me breakfast and givin me a sponge bath N****z say I died dead in the streets N**** I'm gettin' high, gettin' head on the beach Chillin', sittin' on about half a million With all my n****z, all my guns, all my women Next two years, I should see about a billion All for the love of drug dealin' Got no love for the other side, f*** them tricks Any repercussion, Junior M.A.F.I.A. spit clips All the time, Big Poppa kick the war rhymes Raw flows, and that's how it goes Notorious C'mon, we are, we are No, no, no, notorious He is, he is No, no, no, notorious This for my n****z slingin' thangs, had my ring encaged Truck, necklace, igloo ring and things For the b****es, who see them rims spin and grin That s*** with the V-trim that win And the enormous fields disperse of rap On the road to the riches more furs to drag More n****z to k**, than birds to bag Hit the j**eler and splurge the tab, uh Hops, out the truck like, "Trick, what up?" Call me Sean if you s**, call me gone when I nut That's the end of us, get your friend to f*** Untwist and bend her up, you know the deal N****z talkin' real greasy on some ballin' s*** Funny how quick these pricks forget Actin' like I ain't the reason they traded they s*** Switched that 5, copped that 6 It's all good, you know who the clone is F*** the Joneses, n****z tryin' to keep up with the Combses C'mon y'all Notorious We are, we are No, no, no, notorious He is, he is No, no, no, notorious Who that queen b****, keep her gla** filled to the rim? The Notorious K-I to the M That's me, on MTV, no doubt Titty out like what, I don't give a f*** Y'all know my attitude, can't stand my cologne Then stay your a** home, you and your chaperone Things done changed, but we continue to reign As the King and the Queen of hip-hop, me and B.I Frank White still listen to all the 'ttention I'm by his side, with the chrome fifth, playin' my position Sexy, young thing, from the ghetto That b**h rockin' mics in high heel stilettos We takin' over like Francis Switchin' our styles like the hottest new dancers See, I let y'all live to stack a little paper Be glad I pushed my album back, I did y'all hoes a favor She did you a favor, c'mon now, yeah Notorious No, no, no, notorious He is, he is Bad Boy baby, D.R. c'mon No, no, no, notorious We are, we are Queen Bee baby, we are, c'mon No, no, no, notorious He is, he is No, no, no, notorious We are, we are Bad Boy 2000 No, no, no, notorious B.I.G. Born Again And he won't stop No, no, no, notorious †Cause he can't stop, yeah We are, we are No, no, no, notorious He is, he is