Clinton Sparks, XL Eagle, The Notorious B.I.G. - I Like (Bonus Track) lyrics
The Notorious B.I.G. [Christopher George Latore Wallace] Brooklyn, New York City, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Clinton Sparks, XL Eagle, The Notorious B.I.G. - I Like Bonus Track lyrics]
Hey, doggystyle nigga yEAH! (Ohh, oh oh oh)
Uhh can I get witcha, uhh (oh oh oh)
Can I get witcha, hey (oh OHH oh)
Can I get witcha-cha-cha echoes
Another day in the ghetto (yeah)
One look outside and I'm already upset yo
It look about a hundred-and-two
It's a Saturday and Biggie ain't
Got nuttin to do (nuttin to do)
Uhh, I'm interrupted by a phone ring
Sometimes I wish I never
Got the motherfuckin thing
"Hello hello? Can I speak to Biggie?"
Yo who dis? "Talisha!" Yo call back, I'm busy
Why don'tcha hit me on the box a little later
Washed up, got dressed, hit's the elevator
Steps out, it's the same old scene
Dopefiend, crackfiend, eyewitness news team
(yeah)
I seen a honey with a butt lookin butter soft
I know she looks much better
With them clothes up off
Sittin all thick with the ruby red lipstick
That's the one I got to get with
I like, the way that you look
I was hopin we could maybe spend some time
There's so much that we can do
We can party all night
I can tell you're so right (so right)
From the way that you shine
(yeah) I just wanna get with you
Uhh can I get witcha, can I get witcha
(can I get witcha)
Can I get witcha, can I get witcha
(but can I get witcha)
"Why you wanna get with me?"
Cause you got a big B-U T T (whoa ooooh)
She said, "If I get witchu
I gotta get witcha whole hood rat crew (ohhh)
Whatcha I think I do
Sling skins for a livin?
My name ain't November
This ain't Thanksgiving
You ain't Michael Bivins
Smack it up flip it, rub it down
Do me baby, I ain't down
My name ain't 2Pac, I don't +Get Around+
You hittin this, nigga how that sound?"
Huh, first of all you got me mixed up with
Somebody ya done slept with, hold up
That's my Neneh Cherry shit
I got somethin slicker (yeah yeahh)
Let me just sip up on this liquor (yeahhh)
All I wanna do is smoke a little chronic
(all I wanna do)
+Slam+ ya like Onyx, and get ya Hooked on
(yeah) this Biggie Smalls Phonics, 102
How to squeeze 22's in them Reebok shoes
HUH?
Hey lady, ohhhhh baby
I wanna make you miiii-iiine, ooooooh oooh
And we can riiiiiide, all niiiiight
Cause you the shit, yeah, whoo!
To all the ladies in the house, oww
Uhh, uhh - ta dow i said walk me upstairs
Cause I forgot my Phillies
She said "I don't care
Just don't be actin silly"
I knew I had her trapped with my hardcore rap
And it wouldn't take a second 'fore
I had her on her back
Twiddlin with the bra strap
Threw on my Sillk CD
Cause "I wanna get freaky witchu!"
(freaky witchu) lose control on the skins is
All I can picture (I like)
Now I'm about to hitcha (yeahhh)
Can I get witcha, can I get witcha
(can I get witcha)
Can I get witcha, can I get witcha
(I wanna get witcha)
"Why you wanna get with me?"
Cause you got a big B-U T T (whoa ooooh)
Can I get witcha, can I get witcha
Can I get witcha, can I get witcha
(I wanna get witcha)
"Why you wanna get with me?"
Cause you got a big B-U T T (hey)
Uhh can I get witcha, uhh (oh oh oh)
Can I get witcha, hey (oh OHH oh)
Can I get witcha-cha-cha echoes
Another day in the ghetto (yeah)
One look outside and I'm already upset yo
It look about a hundred-and-two
It's a Saturday and Biggie ain't
Got nuttin to do (nuttin to do)
Uhh, I'm interrupted by a phone ring
Sometimes I wish I never
Got the motherfuckin thing
"Hello hello? Can I speak to Biggie?"
Yo who dis? "Talisha!" Yo call back, I'm busy
Why don'tcha hit me on the box a little later
Washed up, got dressed, hit's the elevator
Steps out, it's the same old scene
Dopefiend, crackfiend, eyewitness news team
(yeah)
I seen a honey with a butt lookin butter soft
I know she looks much better
With them clothes up off
Sittin all thick with the ruby red lipstick
That's the one I got to get with
I like, the way that you look
I was hopin we could maybe spend some time
There's so much that we can do
We can party all night
I can tell you're so right (so right)
From the way that you shine
(yeah) I just wanna get with you
Uhh can I get witcha, can I get witcha
(can I get witcha)
Can I get witcha, can I get witcha
(but can I get witcha)
"Why you wanna get with me?"
Cause you got a big B-U T T (whoa ooooh)
She said, "If I get witchu
I gotta get witcha whole hood rat crew (ohhh)
Whatcha I think I do
Sling skins for a livin?
My name ain't November
This ain't Thanksgiving
You ain't Michael Bivins
Smack it up flip it, rub it down
Do me baby, I ain't down
My name ain't 2Pac, I don't +Get Around+
You hittin this, nigga how that sound?"
Huh, first of all you got me mixed up with
Somebody ya done slept with, hold up
That's my Neneh Cherry shit
I got somethin slicker (yeah yeahh)
Let me just sip up on this liquor (yeahhh)
All I wanna do is smoke a little chronic
(all I wanna do)
+Slam+ ya like Onyx, and get ya Hooked on
(yeah) this Biggie Smalls Phonics, 102
How to squeeze 22's in them Reebok shoes
HUH?
Hey lady, ohhhhh baby
I wanna make you miiii-iiine, ooooooh oooh
And we can riiiiiide, all niiiiight
Cause you the shit, yeah, whoo!
To all the ladies in the house, oww
Uhh, uhh - ta dow i said walk me upstairs
Cause I forgot my Phillies
She said "I don't care
Just don't be actin silly"
I knew I had her trapped with my hardcore rap
And it wouldn't take a second 'fore
I had her on her back
Twiddlin with the bra strap
Threw on my Sillk CD
Cause "I wanna get freaky witchu!"
(freaky witchu) lose control on the skins is
All I can picture (I like)
Now I'm about to hitcha (yeahhh)
Can I get witcha, can I get witcha
(can I get witcha)
Can I get witcha, can I get witcha
(I wanna get witcha)
"Why you wanna get with me?"
Cause you got a big B-U T T (whoa ooooh)
Can I get witcha, can I get witcha
Can I get witcha, can I get witcha
(I wanna get witcha)
"Why you wanna get with me?"
Cause you got a big B-U T T (hey)