Big L - Stretch & Bobbito '94 lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah we gonna drop
Some shit like this
Check it out, check it out, check it out
Check it out (Big L)

Yo check it yo here's another smooth song
So get your groove on
Violate or try to fake jack
And you’ll get moved on
Peace to all my niggas with
The thousand dollar jewels on
Pushing rides with four lift minks
With gator shoes on
I am known for rockin tours
Picture me moppin floors
Only fuck with keys and not the
Kind that be locking doors
The type of nigga that be gaming your freaks
While you out working hard
I'm putting stains in your sheets
Exportin Coogi and Gucci, that's my duty
Fuck a big booty groupie need a fruity
Cutie hoochie with lots of loot G
This goes out to my niggas uptown, downtown
Midtown across town and out of town
I be the mic horker, rap enforcer
Native New Yorker, slick talker
Beat walker stalker you remember me
When I put it on with the Kid Capri
Mr mVP is back to take over the industry
(Big L)
My cash flow don't get low it just increase
Who ever try to take mines a rest in peace
I keep a stoned look
Peace to every known crook
Not those who go to jail and can't
Hold their own and come home shook
On 139 and Lennox niggas are bananas
We got bad manners cops can't stand us
That's why they try to jam us
But, I hate jakes they mad cause I make papes
I am large like the great lakes
With drug spots in eight states
I'm chillin makin sure this money is right
Sippin Sunny Delight
Hittin every honey in site
And I wanna smoke Pataki and
Rudolph Gulie like a wooley
I keep a tooley for any moody who act fooley
What I recite be taking hours to write
So if you bite, just tell your man what type
Of flowers you like
So bloodshed, aiiyo my, mellow my nigga
Get on the mic and pull the MC trigger

Yo bloods out for president when
I roll threw your residence
Your hesitant is it because
You know I represent
Harlem, USA nigga ain't nothin to say or do
Fuck around I slay your crew
Your baby boo and maybe you