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Song title: Notorious B.I.G. - Me My Bitch

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Intro:

(is philly in this motherfucker? )
Yo wassup? you ready son?
(pop kick one time) lets do it
Uhh (wooh)
Uhh (say what? )

Verse 1:

When I met you I admit my first thoughts was to trick (hands in the air)
You look so good huh (wooh!), I suck on your daddys dick
I never felt that way in my wife (thats right)
It didnt take long before I made you my wife (yeah)
Got no rings and shit, just my main squeeze
Come into the crib, even had a set a keys (thats 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 whod never snitch (thats right)
Love me when Im broke or when Im filthy fuckin rich
And I admit, when the time is right, the wine is right
I treat you right, you talk slick, I beat you right

Chorus:

Just me and my bitch (what)
Just me and my bitch (what)
Just me and my bitch, yeah
Just me and my bitch (my)
Just me and my bitch (my)
Just me and my bitch (my)

Bridge:

(all the girls with the real hair, yeah) uhh
(just the girls with the real hair, yeah) uhh
(let me hear ya say yeah!) *yeah!*
(say hell yeah!) * oh hell yeah*

Verse 2:

Moonlight strolls with my hoes, oh no, thats not my steelo
I wanna bitch that like to play celo and craps
Packin gats, in a coach bag steamin dime bags (wooh!)
A real bitch is all I want, all I ever had
With a glock just as strong as me
Totin guns just as long as me, the bitch belongs with me (thats right)
Any place with another bitch, my bitchll spoil it (thats right)
One day she used my toothbrush to clean the toilet (yeah)
Throwin my clothes out the windows (windows)
So when the wind blows (wind blows)
I see my polos and (timbos)
Hide my car keys so I cant leave
A real slick bitch, keep a trick up her sleeve
And if I deceive (say what? ), she wont take it lightly (cmon)
Shell invite me (yeah), politely to fight g (yeah)
(side to side) and then we lie together (side to side), cry together (side
To side)
I swear to God I hope we fuckin die together (yeah cmon)

Chorus:

Just me and my bitch (just what? )
Just me and my bitch (side to side)
Just me and my bitch (all yall side to side)
Just me and my bitch (my)
Just me and my bitch (my)
Cmon just me and my bitch
Just, just me and my bitch
Just me and my bitch (thats all)
Just me and my bitch
Just me and my bitch

Outro:

Yo, your bitch huh? (yeah aint no doubt!)
(yknow the ladies is runnin this motherfucker son)
(the ladies is runnin this motherfucker)
Now, look at all the real motherfuckin niggas in this motherfucker
Where the niggas at, wassup?
(yo yo pop, pop, pop. check this out)
(yo biggie, this is what yall gotta do)
(I figure somebody got to be runnin somethin
(so you take the bitches and you take the niggas
Hold, hold, hold, hold, hold (I aint takin no bitches, nigga)
(Im takin the young ladies, nigga. the fuck you talkin bout)
Yeah (awright ima take the young ladies, you go see...)
Aight, Ill take, Ill take the niggas (yeah)
The real dog niggas (Im with the niggas too but I want the ladies)
Whatever, lets see whats up
(drop that shit nigga) yeah
(cmon yeah, cmon yeah)