^{Intro: Missy (B.I.G.)} Uh (uh) Come on (uh) It goes B to the I to the G so proper Missy and Big Poppa (Check it out) Call us chief knockers ^{Chorus: Notorious B.I.G.} Damn Ma, I love you like the lah, the ganja Sensimilla, can I feel ya All I wanna do is touch ya The ultimate rush, you're drugs baby ^Missy Don't you know I'm the ultimate? To get this nookie, be fortunate Just like tastin pussy with pork in it People stop when I'm walkin in, I'm twist-in twistin 'em Back on ten, I'm talkin 'bout like when Mase come back again My ski's is immaculate, my paper stackin keep trackin I'm mackin yo slackin, reaction makes ya'll dicks grin I'm mo' better than gold diggers with figures Mo' bigger than Jigga's and even Paris Hilton's Damn sir, sniff me like the coke, three lines, me one, give you none Sent am-ilia, all you wanna do is sniff me The ultimate rush, get high baby Damn sir, sniff me like the coke, three lines, me one, give you none Sent am-ilia, all you wanna do is sniff me The ultimate rush, the drugs baby ^{Chorus 2x (w/ Biggie ad-libs) Biggie} Now Biggie Smalls is not the type to fall in love with 'em Hit 'em and forget 'em and go handle my business ^Missy I like the kind of whine and dine, who grindin all the time Yo ex girl was a fly, but now lucked up on a dime nigga ^Biggie ?? with you, all you wanna do is lay around And stay around and get mad when I play around ^Missy I like to lay never work, put your money in my purse To the mall, I go search matchin shoes for my skirt ^Biggie Tuesday I saw you on the zee, but you still wanna get wit me Wednesday is the Benz day, that's what your friends say ^Missy Me and my friends got your Benz, attractin mens And spendin dividends, blowin like the wind ^{Chorus 2x (w/ Biggie ad-libs) Biggie} So I guess you think I'm slippin cause I ain't flippin Baby, I'm Big Poppa, ain't no need to be trippin ^Missy I ain't trippin nor flippin, I'm just liquor sippin At the bar, tippin wit your money, can you pay the difference? ^Biggie It seems like it's a waiste of time, that's why I wrote the rhyme I hear you jump in every car, except for mines ^Missy Nigga, I don't jump in cars, I'm a super star Face way to flaw, you should hang me on your wall ^Biggie All I do all day is drink Tanqueray Thinking of a way to put a smile on your face ^Missy Make me smile, see them teeth, me look cute down to them features My waste, my physique, me don't want freak-a-leek ^Biggie Should I whine and dine? You put ring on your fingers While sex from the next man in the bedroom lingers ^Missy Sex will never linger, hold up, put up the blinkers I flow just like sprinklers, give yo ass the middle finger ^Biggie You better slow your role baby, you ain't got enough dough to pay me You know the pin number, just page me when you will baby ^{Chorus 2x (w/ Missy ad-libs)}