Here we go, go (come on)

Here we go, go (come on)

Here we go, go (come on)Here we go

I was a terror since the public school era

Bathroom passes, cuttin′ classes, squeezing a-

Smoking bl- was a daily routine

Since 13, a chubby n- on the scene

I used to have the trey-deuce

And the deuce deuce in my bubblegoose

Now I got the M- in my knapsack

Lounging black, smoking sacks up in Ac's and Sidekicks

With my sidekicks rockin′ fly kicks

Honeys wanna chat

But all we wanna know is where the party at?

And can I bring my g-?

If not, I hope I don't get shot

But I throw my vest on my chest

'Cause n- is a mess

It don′t take nothin′ but frontin'

For me to start somethin′

Buggin' and barkin′ at n- like I was duck huntin'

Dumbing out, just me and my crew

′Cause all we wanna do is

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bullsh-

And-

Hugs from the honeys, pounds from the roughnecks

Seen my man Sage that I knew from the projects

Said he had beef, asked me if I had my peice

Sure do, two .22's in my shoes

Holler if you need me love I'm in the house

Roam and stroll, see what the honeys is about

Moet poppin′, h- hoppin′, ain't no stoppin′

Big Poppa, I'm a Bad Boy (that′s right)

N- wanna front, who got your back? (Biggie)

N- wanna flex, who got the g-? (Biggie)

It ain't hard to tell I′m the East Coast overdose

N- you scared you're supposed to

N-, I toast ya, put fear in your heart

F- up the party before it even start

Pissy d-, off the Henny and sk-

Or some Brand Nubian sh- beatin' down punks

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bullsh-

And-

B- in the back looking righteous

In a tight dress, I think I might just

Hit her with a little Biggie 101, how to tote a gun

And have fun with Jamaican rum

Conversations, bl- in rotation

My man Big Jacques got the Glock in his waist and

We′re smokin′, drinkin', got the h- thinkin′

If money smell bad than this n- Biggie stinking

Is it my charm? I got the h- eatin' out my palm

She grabbed my arm and said "Let′s leave calm"

I'm hittin′ skins again

Rolled up another bl-, bought a Heineken

N- start to loc out, a kid got choked out

Blows was thrown and a f- fight broke out

Yo, yo, what's up Big? Ay, ay, yo

Yo, Big what's up? Yo, Big what′s up?

Yo, Big what′s up?

Chill, yo, chill, man, chill

Can't we just all get along?

So I can put hickies on her chest like Little Shawn

Get her pissy dr- off of Don Pérignon

And it′s on, and I'm gone

That′s that

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bull-

And party and bullsh-

And party and bullsh-

And party and bullsh-

And party and bullsh-

And party and bullsh-