The Notorious B.I.G. - Me & My b**h (live In Philly) lyrics

Intro: (is philly in this motherf**er?) Yo wa**up? you ready son? (pop kick one time) let's do it Uhh (wooh) Uhh (say what?) Verse 1: When i met you i admit my first thoughts was to trick (hands in the air) You look so good huh (wooh!), i s** on your daddy's dick I never felt that way in my wife (that's right) It didn't take long before i made you my wife (yeah) Got no rings and sh**, 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 b**h, the one who'd never snitch (that's right) Love me when i'm broke or when i'm filthy f**in rich And i admit, when the time is right, the wine is right I treat you right, you talk slick, i beat you right Chorus: Just me and my b**h (what) Just me and my b**h (what) Just me and my b**h, yeah Just me and my b**h (my) Just me and my b**h (my) Just me and my b**h (my) Bridge: (all the girls with the real hair, yeah) uhh (just the girls with the real hair, yeah) uhh (let me hear ya say "yeah!") *yeah!* (say "hell yeah!") * oh hell yeah* Verse 2: Moonlight strolls with my hoes, oh no, that's not my steelo I wanna b**h that like to play celo and craps Packin gats, in a coach bag steamin dime bags (wooh!) A real b**h is all i want, all i ever had With a glock just as strong as me Totin guns just as long as me, the b**h belongs with me (that's right) Any place with another b**h, my b**h'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 b**h, keep a trick up her sleeve And if i deceive (say what?), she won't take it lightly (c'mon) She'll invite me (yeah), politely to fight g (yeah) (side to side) and then we lie together (side to side), cry together (side To side) I swear to god i hope we f**in die together (yeah c'mon) Chorus: Just me and my b**h (just what?) Just me and my b**h (side to side) Just me and my b**h (all y'all side to side) Just me and my b**h (my) Just me and my b**h (my) C'mon just me and my b**h Just, just me and my b**h Just me and my b**h (that's all) Just me and my b**h Just me and my b**h Outro: Yo, your b**h huh? (yeah ain't no doubt!) (y'know the ladies is runnin this motherf**er son) (the ladies is runnin this motherf**er) Now, look at all the real motherf**in n***as in this motherf**er Where the n***as at, wa**up? (yo yo pop, pop, pop. check this out) (yo biggie, this is what y'all gotta do) (i figure somebody got to be runnin somethin (so you take the b**hes and you take the n***as Hold, hold, hold, hold, hold (i ain't takin no b**hes, n***a) (i'm takin the young ladies, n***a. the f** you talkin bout) Yeah (awright i'ma take the young ladies, you go see...) Aight, i'll take, i'll take the n***as (yeah) The real dog n***as (i'm with the n***as too but i want the ladies) Whatever, let's see what's up (drop that sh** n***a) yeah (c'mon yeah, c'mon yeah)