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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big L
Big L
Vocals
A.G.
A.G.
Vocals
Miss Jones
Miss Jones
Vocals
Stan Spit
Stan Spit
Vocals
Pete Rock
Pete Rock
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andre Barnes
Andre Barnes
Composer
Stan Draton
Stan Draton
Composer
Tarsha Jones
Tarsha Jones
Composer
Lamont Coleman
Lamont Coleman
Composer
Peter O. Phillips
Peter O. Phillips
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alon Cohen
Alon Cohen
Recording Engineer
Pete Rock
Pete Rock
Producer
Rod Hui
Rod Hui
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yo, y'all fellas like to stress them chicks
Impress them chicks, spend money to dress them chicks
I sex them chicks and send them home
Corleone is known to be stoned
[Verse 2]
When I bone, I'm rubbered up in case that shit full blown
The other night around 8 PM
Pockets crazy slim, jumped out the grey BM
Went to the ATM, took a thou' out
Then later on I had to wile out
[Verse 3]
In the club, knock some coward and his pal out
Then afterwards went to the restroom, pissed Cristal out
Now I'm thinking, which chick number I could dial out
'Cause I's L, the Harlem pimp baby for real
[Verse 4]
I got more dimes than that Sprint lady
And that's ill, player haters be giving me harsh looks
But I'm trying to sell records like Garth Brooks
[Verse 5]
So eff 'em all when it's cold I throw the skelly on
Illegal chips keep my celly on
Mega ice is what I'm heavy on
If it ain't Cristal, boo, I guess it's Perignon
[Verse 6]
If the na-na's too tight, I throw some jelly on
Don't try to tax and watch the nine mill burst
I've been off the scene over three years
And cats is still thirsty to hear Big L drop an ill verse
[Verse 7]
So all you unsigned cats that want to battle
Get a deal first, I sport the bulletproof, fitted hat
That attitude, you better get rid of that
Wherever you floss is where you gon' get it at
[Verse 8]
What? I stay strapped, I go to sleep with my steel
Making figures while you broke cats keeping it real
L is rap's most livest cat
I'm getting stacks while you asking people, do you want fries with that?
[Verse 9]
I rob fags in the staircase, no mask, bare-faced
The one police wouldn't dare chase
Keep my gear laced, do I walk around without papes? No way, pal
Work up, my money longer than the OJ trial
[Verse 10]
Harlem world keep holding it down
Big L, a little long overdue
Do you still got it, got it?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Harlem world keep holding it down
For Big L
**** long overdue, **** wanna know
Do you still got it, got it?
[Verse 11]
Yo, what the hell y'all can tell Spit, not shit
I did a flick and bounced on L's shit
Well shit, expect me to go platinum
That's the only reason why I'm rapping
[Verse 12]
And since L passed **** expect me to make it happen
With no release date, I sell in each state
I'm the type to drive to Philly for a cheesesteak
So what I'm a Harlem king, doing my thing
[Verse 13]
My name ring, chains and dames what the fame bring
After platinum it's the same thing
And ****'ll never learn
Till I pull the steel and make they lover burn
[Verse 14]
You don't get another turn, game's over
Here's my flamethrower
Rearrange your Rover, Harlem soldier
So wait till I get older and we wont' stop
[Verse 15]
I thought Mase told ya
**** Stan, he do what he gotta
And these haters can't do me nada
Be in Nevada with a lot of enchilada
[Verse 16]
Harlem world keep holding it down
Big L, a little long overdue
Do you still got it, got it?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Harlem world keep holding it down
For Big L
**** long overdue, **** wanna know
Do you still got it, got it?
[Verse 17]
Yo move the fuck back
A bring the heat when I touch tracks
These **** beef then wanna chill, fuck that
These rap **** with the mills, we deduct that
[Verse 18]
I asked all my ghetto cats, where my love at?
Now where the brews and the drugs at?
Corrupt cats kept slug hats
Asked the Feds where the bugs at
[Verse 19]
Puff with the dread 'cause I puff black
High till I die and you can trust that
All I wanna know is the club packed?
I see the haters sweating shorty, but I dug that
[Verse 20]
She put my nut sack back where her lugs at, little ho
And them **** who owe give up that
Huh, it's me and Corle' like Eddie and Note
Go 'head and provoke me
[Verse 21]
Heard you rap, wanna rhyme, better be dope, B
Still digging, still living, still giving
Ya'll the ill written, still fucking like Bill Clinton
[Verse 22]
Harlem world keep holding it down
Big L, a little long overdue
Do you still got it, got it?
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Harlem world keep holding it down
For Big L
**** long overdue, **** wanna know
Do you still got it, got it?
[Verse 23]
Harlem world keep holding it down
Big L, a little long overdue
Do you still got it, got it?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Harlem world keep holding it down
For Big L
**** long overdue, **** wanna know
Do you still got it, got it?
[Verse 24]
Big L
Written by: Andre Barnes, Lamont Coleman, Pete Phillips, Stan Draton, Tarsha Jones
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