You`ll See lyrics

Artist  : B.i.g. Notorious 
Song : You`ll See



 Send "You`ll See" Ringtone to your Cell 

 												
														   featuring The L.O.X.  Puff Daddy
 

  

 Intro: Puff Daddy  

  

 (Don't stop  I'm not finished yet [8x])  

 Do you ever ask yourself  when are they ever
gonna stop?  

 Do you ever ask yourself  when are they gonna
stop making those hits?  

 Do you ever ask yourself  when are they gonna
stop making us dance?  

 Do you ever ask yourself   

 When those Bad Boy are GONNA STOP MAKING ALL
THIS MONEY?!  

  

 Verse One: Styles Paniro  

  

 I lick shots at intruders  

 Take the coke money and invest in computers  

 Tryin' to reach the next level, Rolex with the
ice bezel  

 Coming through the ghetto, in a Porsche Carrero 


 But for now I'll play the back of the cruiser 


 Light another sack for the three time losers 


 Pour out some beer, bust out the ruger  

 Ladies and gentleman  

 Bullets will leave you tremblin'  

 Shooken up  

 I got my cuban mommy cooking up  

 We got it all from Heron to Fishscale  

 New York to Ismail get locked, I'm gettin' bail 


 My style is flashy like a fiver strobes  

 Going around the globe, hunnies wearing silk
robes  

 Time to flip the script, bust the whip  

 Legend with the chip, dark blue with my trunk
dipped  

 To the feds, catch me if you can  

 I'm a still transport with my man on the Peter
Pan  

 Get there and bury the bricks in the sand  

 They think I want a tan, I'm sittin' on a
hundred grand  

 So I can hit the boat and take a shower  

 Head back to the airport, and hide the money in
the tower  

 Stack blocks by the keys  

 L to the O to the X you'll see  

  

 Chorus: Puff Daddy  

  

 Bad Boy, Bad Boy, what you gonna do  

 What you gonna do when they come for you  

 (Gun cocking) You'll see, (gun cocking) you'll
se [2x]  

  

 Interlude: Puff Daddy  

  

 See, it's 1996 man,  

 And we gonna do the same thing to you we did to
you in '95.  

 We gonna keep hittin' you in your head with all
that  

 FLAAAAAAAAAVVAAAAAAAAA  

  

 Verse Two: Jadakiss  

  

 Yeah aight then, you better act like you know 


 L to the O, X amount the flows  

 Ain't nothin' change but the range since I got
the inf.  

 Dot on your head, take all your strength  

 Yeah, I'm in it for the green  

 I'll get up in your seam while I'm sonning you
like a nigga from Queens  

 My tape in your duel cassette running me  

 Tryin' to get in front of me playa, but you
ain't gettin' none of me  

 Better off gunnin' me, with hot slugs numbing me
 

 'Cause you and I both know, the flow is coming B
 

 When you want it? now or later?  

 I get mine and slide like a fresh pair of
'gators  

 With my mega click, involved in Montega bricks 


 Niggaz is mega sick, and you know we roll mega
thick  

 Up north where they bust your man  

 In the custom van, interrupt your plans  

 Now it's back to grams, DAMN, ain't that
somethin'  

 All that for frontin', what you gonna do?
nothin'  

 So let's keep things rationalized  

 Everything I write better nationalize  

 I'm into gettin' money, twistin' hunnies  

 Niggaz is buyin' coupes while you on the stoop
lookin' funny  

 I'm a scorer, shorty love the whole aura  

 Pussy wasn't all that, that's why I never called
her  

 It's all about quick whips and fast knicks  

 Gats with mad clips, TV's in your whips  

 My style tight like Gotti when I touch you  

 Seasoned Picatti, or Versace joints with the
buckle  

 Get the facts, I'm tryin' to get the Beamer with
the hatch  

 Cop one for my man, so ill shits match  

 Runnin' around all crazy twistin' hunnies back 


 And breakin' niggaz that come to gamble with
small stacks  

 Really though, screw y'all, I never knew y'all 


 Your click be like yellow lights, I'm runnin'
through y'all  

  

 Chorus  

  

 Verse Three: Sheek Luchion  

  

 Yo, hard as it is to make a buck I ain't tryin'
to get stuck  

 So I'm a keep handlin' beef like I don't give a
fuck  

 It's all about respect Tek-9's and papes  

 Big house in Italy, in the yard with hunnies
crushin' grapes  

 So I go down to my steam room and give a long
prayer  

 Knowing that one day I'll be Sheek Luchion the
mayor  

 Fatigued out in my house or office  

 Blunt spots and crooked cops can't grow shit so
the town supports this  

 (Uh-hun)  

 My staff rollin' in Jags, Cruisers, and Coupes 


 Givin' rallies, and holdin' parades for the
lifers groups  

 Now what you gon' do?  

 When they come for you  

 The same thing you been doing  

 Eye screwing  

 And bubble gum chewing (whoooh)  

 While me and my mans are pursuin'  

 Who you think the ladies are enhancin'  

 Rocking Vansons I'm dancing in the mansion  

 So cheers to life of the ice in your chains and
your watches  

 And you'll see how wo lock this  

  

 Chorus  

  

 Verse Four: The Notorious B.I.G.  

  

 Click, click, uh, uh, uh  

 Niggaz talkin' it but ain't livin' it  

 Crystal pops I'm sippin' it, mob hats and lizard
shit  

 'Gator trunks bitch, rollin' blunts with the
williest of the willy  

 Hitchlin' cocked M-1's and nine millies  

 Stories like a motherfucker (that's right)  

 Model bitches wondering if I'm a fuck with her 


 She know I treats my bitches like Ivana  

 Dolce and Gabana  

 Dippin'  

 Big poppa never slippin'  

 H-class diamonds shinin'  

 Dinner with the wifey winin', dinin'  

 Smoking cigars in Bogota  

 With Colombian niggaz named Panama  

 And Englique and shit  

 Games we play life endin'  

 Bitches bending over with ease  

 For a pair of Moschino jeans  

 And Donna Karan tank tops I got your bank
stopped  

 Singles on top  

 Benjamins  

 Under the rest of 'em  

 Advancin'  

 >From duplex to mansion  

 Stashing keys hidin' G's overseas  

 VCR's in my V's  

 Game elevates, money I make  

 Gets your stocks and real estates, bitch  

 Jet skiing in the Caribean, white sands  

 Discusing plans with my mans  

 Dark blue land, smoke tint chrome rims and
system  

 That leaves your rear views tremblin'  

 What you gonna do when poppa catch an attitude 


 Drop to your knees and show gratitude  

 Kiss my rings it's a Frank White thing I stay
potent  

 Bitch is devoted, take my dick and deep throat
it  

  

 Outro:  

  

 You'll see (Don't stop), you'll see