[Intro: GREY] Yeah, uh, oh, ugh *cracks knuckles* I get a lot of b**hes Get a lot of b**hes Yeah I got the Beatles on a track now [Paul McCartney] Ay m8 wa**up? [GREY] Sup Paul [Verse 1: GREY] I got a couple b**hes, everybody know that's on my wishlist But it shouldn't be because I already got a lot, don't chu know? And if you wanna f** with me, I'll show you all my luxury That's pretty cool, but don't chu know? That's the cardinal rule What I do? Doo waka doo waka doo waka doo Your mom steps on my dick without any shoes Yeah, that's what I do– it ain't no fetish She forces me to do it And then I stay healthy by eating lettuce That's the truth I'm in the booth That's what I do Hey, hey, hey, hey *guitar playing* Stop playing the guitar dude! What are you doing? Wow, yeah I'm one of the best Young money Uh, yeah I'm still one of the best, f** the rest 20 s**es with a couple b**hes That's what I do every second of my life So I'm gonna hand it over to my homie that's trife– Biggie Smalls! To spit a couple bars [Verse 2: Biggie Smalls] So you wanna be hardcore With your hat to the back Talking about the gats in your raps But I can't feel that hardcore Appeal that you're screaming Maybe I'm dreaming This ain't Christopher Williams, still some MC's got to feel one Caps, I got to peel some To let n***as know That if you f** with big-and-heavy I get up in that a** like a wedgie Says who - says me, the lyrical n***as saying: "Biggie off the street, it's a miracle!"