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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Notorious B.I.G.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joe Sample
Songwriter
John Guerin
Songwriter
Larry Carlton
Songwriter
Max Bennett
Songwriter
Thomas Scott
Songwriter
Christopher Wallace
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mister Cee
Producer
The Hitman DJ 50 Gran
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Lyin' in my bed, I'm lookin' at four walls
Echo in my head sayin' I got a lot of gall
Grippin' my cap, my pen in my teeth
Thinking what this **** said, she called me a thief
She said I stole her heart, and didn't leave a trace
I told her I was sorry, and she said, "Get out my face"
Walked out my door with my Walkman in my pocket
Playin' "Love Is a House", and thinkin' how she jocked it
Pussy had the key to open up my door
Adore that Prince scan that brought me on the floor
I know that she loved me, I couldn't ever fake it
I say, "Go buy a pie", the girl would go bake it
Makin' a record was important to me
More important than her, that's what made her flee, see
The mistake was not payin' no mind
All her posse said we was two of a kind
[Verse 2]
I call her 'bout twice, your sister said you're broke
She said when you left, your ears was full of smoke
Chokin' on a cigarette, you don't even smoke
Jumped in the train station, put in a token
Coulda been my partner, amigo, my peer
Just waitin' for them three words that all girls wanna hear
"I love you", huh, you would start to cry if
I would reply with "ILY"
Then I tell your friends that you played me out
Said I wound't say, "I love you", just to make you shout
So I call the seven digits that would pick up your phone
Your sister picked it up and said that you wasn't home
I heard you in the back cryin' up a storm
Screamin' how you wish that I never was born
"I hate him, I hate him", that's what you kept sayin'
"She'll come to her senses", is what I kept prayin'
But now I'm gonna lay the cards on the line
Just say that you hate me, or say that you're mine
I said, "When I played ball you was in the stand
When I was sick, you held my hand
It was hard to say before, but now I can
****, I love no ****, **** you"
[Verse 3]
I don't give a **** about you
Take a long walk off a short pier, ****
Tryna to take bankrolls
Bum **** outta here, 50, man
Now check this
[Verse 4]
Come to my crib, she say, "B.I.G. listen
I don't like the way you been dissin'"
Feel like I been kissin' other **** 'cause my lips feel chapped
I tell you, "It's from the ****", you ain't tryna hear that
Now I'm Henny'd up like a ****, what's the riff?
Who I'm sleeping with? I ain't got the time
To shoot the gift to **** who tryna take bankroll
I ain't **** nobody, case closed
You hit the lights and decide to doze off
No kiss goodnight, didn't take your clothes off
And my **** is harder than a rock
Nobody to ****block but you's a hard rock
[Verse 5]
The **** you think I am, ****?
I ain't got no time to play, I ain't got nothin' to say
Bounce out the crib, just to see my man 50
And what's up with B.I.G. and the O.G.B.
You know they keep plenty hookers
And I ain't a bad looker
So I see the **** that I like, yeah, ooh, **** is cool
Written by: C. Wallace, Joe Sample, John Guerin, Larry Carlton, Max Bennett, The Notorious B.I.G., Thomas Scott