Me & my bitch (live in philly) lyrics

Artist  : Notorious b.i.g. 
Song : Me & my bitch (live in philly)
 
Intro:

(Is Philly in this motherfucker?)
Yo wassup? You ready son?
(Pop kick one time) Let's 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
daddy's dick
I never felt that way in my wife (That's right)
It didn't 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 (That's
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 who'd never snitch
(That's right)
Love me when I'm broke or when I'm 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, that's 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 (That's right)
Any place with another bitch, my bitch'll spoil
it (That's 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 can't leave
A real slick bitch, keep a trick up her sleeve
And if I deceive (say what?), she won't take it
lightly (C'mon)
She'll 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 c'mon)

Chorus:

Just me and my bitch (Just what?)
Just me and my bitch (side to side)
Just me and my bitch (All y'all side to side)
Just me and my bitch (My)
Just me and my bitch (My)
C'mon just me and my bitch
Just, just me and my bitch
Just me and my bitch (That's all)
Just me and my bitch
Just me and my bitch

Outro:

Yo, your bitch huh? (Yeah ain't no doubt!)
(Y'know 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 y'all 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 ain't takin no
bitches, nigga)
(I'm takin the young ladies, nigga. The fuck you
talkin bout)
Yeah (Awright I'ma take the young ladies, you go
see...)
Aight, I'll take, I'll take the niggas (yeah)
The real dog niggas (I'm with the niggas too but
I want the ladies)
Whatever, let's see what's up
(Drop that shit nigga) Yeah
(C'mon yeah, c'mon yeah)