Old Thing Back (feat. Notorious B.I.G / Ja Rule / Ralph Tresvant)

To sex, I'm similar to the thriller in Manila

Honey's call me Bigga, the condom filler

Whether it's stiff tongue or stiff dick

Biggie squeeze it to make shit fit, now check this shit

I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder

You know the Ep along by James Todd

Smith I get swift with the lyrical gift

Hit you with the dick, make your kidneys shift

Here we go, here we go, but I'm not Domino

I got the funk flow to make your drawers drop slow

So recognize the dick size in these Karl Kani jeans

I wear thirteens, know what I mean

I fuck around and hit you with the Hennessey dick

Mess around and go blind, don't get to see shit

The next batter, here to shatter your bladder

It doesn't matter skinny or fat or

Light skinned or black, baby I drop these

Boricua mommies screamin' "Aiy papi"

I love it when they call me Big Poppa

I only smoke blunts if they rolled propa

Look, I gotcha caught up with the drunk flow

Fuck Tae Kwon do, I tote a fo'-fo'

For niggaz gettin' mad 'cause they bitch chose me

A big black motherfucker with G ya see

All I do is separate the game from the truth

Big bang boots from the Bronx to Bolivia

Gettin' physical like Olivia Newton

Tricks suck my clique dick all day with no trivia

So gimme a hoe, a bankroll and a bag of weed

I'm guaranteed to fuck her till her nose bleed

Even if your new man's a certified mack

You'll get that H-town in ya, you'll want that old thing back

What you wanna do? I got that old thing back

What you wanna see? Baby sing relax and feel him

What you wanna do? I got that old thing back

What you wanna see? Baby sing relax and feel him

Old thing back

Like B I double G I E, with some R U L E

Notorious know to bust in your E Y E, baby baby

Bitches know they love and hate me

I come, you come, we come with back some maybe

How close we came to coming together is crazy

How come you ain't your sis with similar faces

When I come you be cryin' like I'm killin' ya bitches

You know there's a bigger picture than the camera rolled

'Cause I only got to knowin' how the shits unfolded

Back shots through the rear, got the mack unloaded

Got a reload, like every so-often

Sayin' I got my swagger back

I'm lookin' like bitch, my swagger never left

But we so hard pressed, to be impressed by these new rappers

They actors, and the fact is, you want that old thing back

What you wanna do?

What you wanna do? I got that old thing back

What you wanna see? Baby sing relax and feel him

What you wanna do? I got that old thing back

What you wanna see? Baby sing relax and feel him

Is my mind playin' tricks, like Scarface and Bushwick

Willie D, havin' nightmares of girls killin' me

She mad because what we had didn't last

I'm glad because her cousin let me hit the ass

Fuck the past let's dwell on the 500 Sl

The E&J and Ginger Ale

The way my pockets swell to the rim with Benjamin's

Another hun's in the crib, please send her in

I fuck nonstop, lick my lips a lot, used to lick the clits a lot

But lickin' clits had to stop

'Cause y'all don't know how to act when the tongue go down below

Peep the funk flow, really though

I got the cleanest, meanest, penis

Ya never seen this stroke of genius

So take off your Tim boots and your bodysuit

I mean the Spandex and hit my man next

Sex gettin' rougher when it come to the nut buster

Pussy crusher, black nasty motherfucker

I don't chase 'em, I replace 'em

And if I'm caressin' 'em, I'm undressin' 'em

Fuck whatcha heard who's the best in New York

For fillin' fantasies without that nigga Mr. Walk

Or Tattoo I got you wrapped around my dick

And when I'm done I got to split, shit

What you wanna do? I got that old thing back

What you wanna see? Baby sing relax and feel him

What you wanna do? I got that old thing back

What you wanna see? Baby sing relax and feel him