The Biggie Sound - Stupid Love Remix lyrics

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The Biggie Sound - Stupid Love Remix lyrics

[intro - The Biggie Sound] Yea! Biggie! Rampage and MC Q. (remix! mix! mix!) HoOoO! (Haha) [verse1 - The Biggie Sound] I received my first kiss, bounce! Oh! Biggie Sound! Y'll will be around Don't be in love, uh-huh Don't let it touch you when you want, uh-huh So high and so boss, so ghetto, so hood I don't care for what you feel, so good! In tha Bentley or tha Benz I go to the next level I'm not a n**oo, I'm not one of these people Fall in love by Hennessy Take it wherever you go to Miami or to tha street Put your mari' smoke up, put your hands up We're just kids tryin' to stay up My paper, three times its paper Ok! Let's go! I'll not leave you neither scraper Huhhhhh [chorus - Jim Rampage] n***a I'm serious My crew isn't playin' (uh-huh) Better than ya brain No return to chain (uh-huh) n***a I'm serious My crew isn't playin' (uh-huh) Better than ya brain No return to chain (uh-huh) [verse2 - MC Quita (The Biggie Sound)] Who told'u that we'll chat We just want his new Jag (Check it girl! Huh!) ("I grew up a f**in' screw-up") That's right! Let's smash tonight I want a kiss, pa** me the collar I want your white Benz and your dollar Nothin' stupid love We dance in the club and a thug love (Huh!) [chorus - Jim Rampage] n***a I'm serious My crew isn't playin' (uh-huh) Better than ya brain No return to chain (uh-huh) n***a I'm serious My crew isn't playin' (uh-huh) Better than ya brain No return to chain (uh-huh) [verse3 - The Biggie Sound] Don't cling to heart Cling to material things and futile a star In tha ghetto, in Miami, in Cairo or in your hood Hold the pose, with his face out of the Benz-Wood Guys call me "Martelo", is the Disco Inferno Let's go! "You're now rockin' with a pro" Step, turn, move, baby I just want a lil' mo' n***az the breakdancin' on the dance floor Don't let the glock down, don't let the smoke down Don't let the bullet-dope down, you're rockin' with Big Sound So gutter, whoa! Now blow up New York With that bottle of rose and a few drops of J. Walk! [chorus - Jim Rampage] n***a I'm serious My crew isn't playin' (uh-huh) Better than ya brain No return to chain (uh-huh) n***a I'm serious My crew isn't playin' (uh-huh) Better than ya brain No return to chain (uh-huh) n***a I'm serious My crew isn't playin' (uh-huh) Better than ya brain No return to chain (uh-huh) [The Biggie Sound talkin'] T.B.S. Records! Learn with us! [* shots *] Don't fall in stupid love n***a (Now, get down down, get down down, get down down!) We the broken are not stupid! (Now, get down down, get down down, get down down!)