Yeah, now that ain't Al B. Sure Ya know I always see the lady, she drives me crazy all night Except my baby doesn't know, I need to have that special
Gotta keep on making it high Gotta keep on making it high Just lean left, lean right, lean front, lean back C'mon, you gotta ride it baby You gotta shake it all night baby
This here, is bonafied baby, certified baby Jazzmatazz 3rd edition, gifted unlimited rhymes universal No rehearsal, certified with virtue, respect the circle It's me and the B
kinda like a big deal It's 'Unbelievable' you see my 'Warning' gives you B.I.G. chills The flow runnin' on B.I.G.'s heels My 'Life After Death', B.I.G
you know I'm like the sweet sensitive one but I guess you right... What is a girl doing at 2 in the morning in a hotel lobby? For real come on b,we
Stuntin' [Traxamillion] (Yeah, Yeah) [Lil' Uno] HEEEYYY [Traxamillion] I had to get the Youngstas on em' man [Lil' Uno] Its the Pack man, Young L, Wezzy B
me for an hour Have Money and Power Stand tall and ball and send your records to Tower You Would love that (Hot, Hot) You Would love that (Hot, Hot) Baby
to be Oh Mister Cee is in the place to be And Miss Jones in the house most definitely Ax-el, ready to max well Ax-el, ready to max well The B to the
Gotti, I don't play no games Feelin' Beyonce about to make her _Say My Name_ I'm your radio baby in stereo baby G-dubulous fast Gotti to drive you crazy Impossible baby
[Intro - Nelly] Dirty E & T We All We Got StarTracks on the G-M-B [Verse 1] I'm not the man sittin' next to the man But I'm the man sittin' wonderin
a lot of muthafuckas start they day like this [louieville sluggah] But they'll be no more smoke for me Pull up the henny, so I can feel my bod drizzy And max
, hold the phantom Convertible roof, hard headed, angry amber If I'm pitching, giving bricks out to baby Rambo I'm on Rodeo with yae yo, fifty baby hammers
chill, Cochran is dead [Chorus: Max B]x2 [Outro: Cam'Ron] Yall niggas don't want it with us man This just round one on fifteen rounds B We ready
nina come punch ya babe (DIPSET!!) Fur beavers big blunts and things Byrd Gang Byrd Gang (OW!) [Verse 1: Max B] Nigga I'll leave you bleedin on ya door slot Max B
suicide She call me Jay, I call her B We gettin' married to the streets I'm chasin' money, she chasin' me I'm right where I wanna be With the B on
you ain't movin', ma? D.J. ain't playin' nothin' You tell him play this here Until the speakers blow (Birthdays pick a place, baby, we can go) I like your Airmax (Max
M, Kirky J and Damon D I wanna be loved to the nine's, to the nine's Sonny T, tell us where the party be The Max, yes The Max, yes Tommy Barbarella
and I gotta get mo' Hit the strip, seen this skinny Butt shook like a four twenty-six hemi Not just butt, baby hadda motor Stacked to the max, hair