Gimme all the tricks you licks
From Pasadena to me deena
Bet Big get in between ya
Then pick up the problosis, doses
Blows a Benz like Twizzlers
Biggie'z sittin to hurt
What's under that skirt?
[Slow down, son, you're killin' us]
Who fillin 'em with octane?
Got 'em gassed up, have to get blast up, sup
The last one, word to your mother, brother, listen
I've seen it when he kissed 'em at the way
Made his body shake
The high tide it 840 i'z, smoke tank
Rap terror with chrome Anteras, trues
Fly by the rivers but this is conspicuous
Bad Boyz slipped in '95 ridiculous
My rap's rhymes is like land mines
One step, ka-boom, black suits fill the room
To whom it may concern, Junior M.A.F.I.A.'s the click
Act up, I'll have my homies Total bust your...
In the middle of the day now baby
I seem to think of only you, hey ho oh yeah
Never thinking for a moment baby
That you're thinking of me too yeah-hey
So I can't wait for the day
That we can be together
I can't let you walk away
Oh can't you see you and me
We were meant to be oh baby
And there's nothing left to say
Chorus:
Can't you see what you do to me
Our love was meant to be you were made for me
Oh baby, Can't you see what you do to me
Our love was meant to be you were made for me
Every time I see you
I get this feeling, oh yeah
Telling me you are the one
Oohhh what a feeling, hey ay
I can't wait for the day
Take me away, so far away
Oh what you do to me oh oh
I wanna be alone together
somewhere just you and me, oh oh
Chorus
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