Big L - Danger Sequel lyrics

Yo, I’m looking
For the big C notes like Al Pacino
Here’s a new slang word: you pussino
What it means is just that: PUSS
My nickname to some, know me as Mush
Fly like a Testarossa, my God
Do not attempt to diss me and my squad
Digging In The Crates crew click, my brother
I’m on the mic, Big L is on the other
For those that know me, indeed I flow
Maneuvers like shells bust from a Luger
Satisfaction, I bring the action
Blowing your backs in with only a fraction
A mic set mindset, OC
Design this finest, rap lord, Your Highness
Pulsating, vibrating, shorty wop
On the dancefloor with the hips gyrating
Come here
Ass swinging like a chandeliеr, like
A cat in heat with her ass all up in thе air
Bust this who said I can’t cut the mustard?
Rapping is a bitch, boy
And I got a lust for it if you
Want it, you got it us cats collect
The chips and bag them
Chicks that’s exotic, getting
Money every day, and plus
The pockets stay knotted
(Knotted) those that violate the rap
Game, you have just been spotted (Spotted) uh

I be that smooth cat you never seen
Rolling with clowns, one of the
Few from Uptown that’s holding
It down hoes is on me like I’m welfare even
Rich ones that live in
Bel Air is this Big L year? Hell yeah
Word up i use a chrome gat to push
Domes back watch how you
Talk when you call me Feds got
The phone tapped this rap game
I put my life in it, chain got mega ice
In it, push an Infinite
Chrome rims light-tinted
You can see, pal, it’s all about me now
Twenty G’s a show, punk
Three thou’ just to freestyle
I made this cheese, it didn’t grow on trees
Can you hold something? Sure, you
Can hold on these yo, i’m
Fat like the old crayon, smooth as rayon
L is who the ladies stay on
(yeah, baby, play on)
I chew chumps like chew-sticks
Known for dropping new hit's
I know you want me, ho if I
Was you, I’d want me too, bitch!
If you want it
You got it us cats collect
The chips and bag them
Chicks that’s exotic, getting
Money every day, and plus
The pockets stay knotted
(Knotted) those that violate the rap
Game, you have just been spotted (Spotted) uh

Time to show who get it on like so
Derived from nature, so I’m pure like snow
Brown-skinned nigga with a low-cut Caesar
Traveling the world with my name
On a visa as said oC legendary al-
-ready, rhyme flow cut like a machete
First-time rappers, I bust your cherries
Bitch, hold still so I can put it in steady
The more you squirm
The more pain I’ma inflict
She stayed still and let me pump this dick
Microphone raw-digging, almost won’t fit in
I’m still hard when I’m busting off semen
Semi, y’all in my way oK rhymes
Are gay, I’ma make you a MIA ‘cause I
Find you not an it'sy-bit'sy bit raw
I’ma grind
You like the bicuspidses in my jaws
When I rock
It feel like you’re being fucked on
All fours, this ain’t meant for the stores
This is for the niggas in
The clubs with thug mugs
And for the chicks thinking they’re
Cute with ug’ mugs step off!

Get the fuck out of here know your
Lane shit with your same shit, hahaha

I rock the blue-faced Prezzie
Pockets heavy with cheddie
I met these two lezzies in
A Chevy Betty and Desi
They like to ménage à trois, then blasé blah
With L Corleone ‘cause I’m a suave star

Yeah, no
Doubt, baby pa, platinum rings, mean niggas
Looking at my ice from the
Chain it swing in the
Party, pop Dom, lamping like a Don
Low-key, smiling at the bitches
With my gold teeth

You can’t fuck with the Crates ‘cause
We’re just too hot, so all that
Mess you pop, I suggest you stop, quit
While you’re ahead ‘cause you
Ain’t built like that, better chill
‘Cause, on the real
Cats get killed like that

(Mmhmm) Two
Crisp-type figures, clean-cut niggas
Plushed-out cribs, rock twin Ac’ Vigors
Living
Life to the fullest, getting rich ain’t far
Chilling with women
Bagging dough, avoiding sluts and scars

If you want it
You got it us cats collect
The chips and bag them
Chicks that’s exotic, getting
Money every day, and plus
The pockets stay knotted
(Knotted) those that violate the rap
Game, you have just been spotted (Spotted) uh