Shawn Pen, The Notorious B.I.G. - Dom Perignon lyrics

Hij is de mooiste jongen ter wereld
Little Shawn (Mm hmm) little Shawn
Little Shawn little Shawn
Little Shawn little Shawn

Dig it, get on up and get down
Now for now, I go twelve rounds
I'm running rappers out of town
Flipping on you like a sixty-two
So what you gonna do when I'm
Coming to put it on?
You can't rap, your guns paralysed
Then Little Shawn's on the rise
I got the highs in your eyes
On the microphone it's on
You all up in the zone
And I stand alone with the Eagle at your dome
In the tombs, back on the map real soon
Shoot at Shawn
I'm busting back with the poom
In the hotel I'm freaking with
Your girl it's on
'Cause I got her pissy drunk off of Dom
Come on

Get her pissy drunk off of Dom Pérignon
(Uh huh, huh) so I can put hickies on
Her chest like Little Shawn
(It's Dom Pérignon, come on)
Get her pissy drunk off of Dom Pérignon
(Uh huh, huh, yeah) so I can put hickies on
Her chest like Little Shawn
Get her pissy drunk off of Dom Pérignon
(Uh huh, huh) so I can put hickies on
Her chest like Little Shawn
(It's Dom Pérignon, come on)
Get her pissy drunk off of Dom Pérignon
(Uh huh, huh, yeah) so I can put hickies on
Her chest like Little Shawn

It's Little Shawn (It's Little Shawn) and on
The microphone i'm ill
So write your will 'cause wack rounds
Will get you killed for real
Here's the deal, you can feel my shit
I got veterans
Calling it quit's for liking hit's
I got the forty-five knock with
One up in the chamber
On the microphone I bring the
Drama with the danger
Dance, you don't stand a chance in here
So get your gear
(Why?) , it's nothing but the funk in here
You know we in here, I flip
It on you like OJ, but I won't run
I'm coming with a mask and gun
I'm blasting son
I'm with your girlfriend and it's on
'Cause I got her pissy drunk off of Dom
Come on (Baby)

Get her pissy drunk off of Dom Pérignon
(Uh huh, huh) so I can put hickies on
Her chest like Little Shawn
(It's Dom Pérignon, come on)
Get her pissy drunk off of Dom Pérignon
(Uh huh, huh, yeah) so I can put hickies on
Her chest like Little Shawn
Get her pissy drunk off of Dom Pérignon
(Uh huh, huh) so I can put hickies on
Her chest like Little Shawn
(It's Dom Pérignon, come on)
Get her pissy drunk off of Dom Pérignon
(Uh huh, huh, yeah) so I can put hickies on
Her chest like Little Shawn

I get off, when I get on and the mic is on
I drop the bomb on fake
Niggas who sound the alarm (Little Shawn)
That permit no harm, from day one, six
Seven had me on the run
Like I had a trunk full of dirty guns (Aight)
I'm takin dope from an African
Stuck him up one time and I'm back again
I took the ki's and the thirty
Five G's in the safe and I'd do it again
Cause I'm followin Dominicans
Then again it just might be a trap
To blow me off the map with
A head shot from my Glock, not
I stuck a nigga now it's on and I
Got your girl drunk off of Dom, come on

Get her pissy drunk off of Dom Pérignon
(Uh huh, huh) so I can put hickies on
Her chest like Little Shawn
(It's Dom Pérignon, come on)
Get her pissy drunk off of Dom Pérignon
(Uh huh, huh, yeah) so I can put hickies on
Her chest like Little Shawn
Get her pissy drunk off of Dom Pérignon
(Uh huh, huh) so I can put hickies on
Her chest like Little Shawn
(It's Dom Pérignon, come on)
Get her pissy drunk off of Dom Pérignon
(Uh huh, huh, yeah) so I can put hickies on
Her chest like Little Shawn

Yeah, Brooklyn's in the house
Feel it, nine-five come on, uh
Uh huh, uh huh
Get her pissy drunk off of Dom come on, uh
U huh u huh red hot

Get her pissy drunk off of Dom Pérignon
So I can put hickies on
Her chest like Little Shawn
Get her pissy drunk off of Dom Pérignon
So I can put hickies on
Her chest like Little Shawn
Get her pissy drunk off of Dom Pérignon
So I can put hickies on
Her chest like Little Shawn
Get her pissy drunk off of Dom Pérignon
So I can put hickies on
Her chest like Little Shawn