The Notorious B.I.G. - Me & My Bitch (Live From Philly) lyrics

Lyrics is Philly in the motherfucker?
Yo, what's up? You ready, son?
Clark Kent, one time uh (Woo)
Uh (Say what?)

When I met you I admit my
First thoughts was to trick
(Hands in the air) you look so good, huh
I'll suck on your daddy's dick
I never felt that way in my life
(That's right)
It didn't take long before I made you my wife
Got no rings and shit, just my main squeeze
Come into the crib, even had a set a keys
(That's right) during the days you helped me
Bag up my nickels (Come on)
In the process, I admit, I tricked a little
But you was my bitch
The one who'd never snitch (That's right)
Love me whеn I'm broke or
When I'm filthy fuckin' rich
And I admit, when thе time is right
The wine is right
I'll treat you right, you talk slick
I'll beat you right

Just me and my bitch (What?)
Just me and my bitch (What?)
Just me and my bitch, yeah
Just me and my bitch
Just me and my bitch, yeah
Just me and my bitch

All the girls with the real hair, yeah
Just the girls with the real hair, yeah
Let me hear you say "yeah" say "Hell yeah"

Moonlight strolls with the hoes, oh no
That's not my steelo
I wanna bitch that like to play cee-lo
And craps packin' gats
In my Coach bag steamin' dime bags
A real bitch is all I want, all I ever had
With a bop just as strong as me
Totin' guns just as long as me
The bitch belongs with me (That's right)
Any plans with another bitch
My bitch'll spoil it (That's right)
One day
She used my toothbrush to clean the toilet
(yeah) throwin' my clothes out the windows
So when the wind blows
I see my Polos and Timbos
Hide my car keys so I can't leave
A real slick bitch
Keep a trick up her sleeve
If I deceive, she won't take it lightly
She'll invite me, politely, to fight, G
(yeah)
And then we lie together, cry together
Swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together
(yeah)

Just me and my bitch (What?)
It's just me and my bitch
Side to side, y'all, come on
Just, just me and my bitch
I like that record, side to side
Just me and my bitch
Just me and my bitch, come on
Just me and my bitch

Just, just me and my bitch
Just me and my bitch just me and my bitch
Just me and my bitch just you and bitch?
Yeah, no doubt, yo, the ladies
Is running this motherfucker, son
The ladies is running this motherfucker
Yo, look at all the real
Motherfuckin' niggas in this motherfucker
Where the niggas at? What's up?
Yo, yo, Puff, Puff, Puff, check this out
Yo, Biggie, this what y'all gotta do
I figure somebody got to be running something
So you take the bitches and
You take the niggas
Hold, hold, hold, hold, hold I
Ain't taking no bitches, nigga
I'm taking the young ladies, nigga
The fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Alright, I'ma take the young ladies
We gon' see alright, I'll take the niggas
Yeah the real thug niggas
I want the niggas, too, but I want the ladies
Whatever, let's see what's up
Drop that shit, nigga yeah
Come on, yeah come on