Can I Get Wit Ya

[Verse 1: Notorious B.I.G]

Another day in the ghetto

One look outside I'm already upset yo

It look about a hundred-and-two

It's a Saturday and Biggie ain't got nuttin to do

Uhh, I'm intrrupted by a phone ring {*brrrrring*}

Sometimes I wish I never got the motherfuckin thing

"Hello hello? Can I speak to Biggie?"

Yo who dis? "Taisha" Yo call back, I'm busy

Why don'tcha hit me on the box a little later

Washed up, got dressed, hits the elevator

Steps out it's the same old scene

Dope fiend, crack fiend, eyewitness news team

I seen a honey with a butt looking butter soft

I know she looks much better with them clothes up off

Sitting all thick, with the ruby red lipstick {*SMACK*}

That's the one I gotta get with

[Hook]

Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha

Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha

"Why you wanna get with me?"

Cause you got a big B-U-T, T, see

Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha

Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha

"Why you wanna get with me?"

Cause you got a big B-U-T, T

[J. Cole]

I'm tryna get with ya girl, I ain't even going stunt

Miss Fat booty, man I seen it from the front

I mean that shit was pumped, had me fiending from the jump

And that ass was right, shit would make a fag look twice

So I approach like “shawty , whats good with cha?”

Nigga was hopin’ to go back to the hood with ya

And yeah I see them other niggas tryna look at cha

Wouldn’t slang the thing right even if they could get ya

Me I’m from the Ville where we learn how to mack well

And you gon’ yell when I hit it from the back well

Take you to the crib and throw on a little Maxwell

Grab a condom know cause, shit, I don’t know you that well

Haa, was fucking with that

Far from hater but see dem brothers was wack

So don’t you worry bout them mean muggin’ girl

I’m tougher than that

And niggas mad cause this light skinned brotha is back

I’m sayin’ though

[Hook & Interlude]

[J. Cole]

Stripes on the Polo

On the late night, fucking your wife on the low low

My pipe like a pogo stick, no homo

No ice but I’m cold though

Cologne on my nuts in case she might wanna go low

I’m from the Ville where niggas fight for the dolo

So think twice or take the same advice from the fo’fo’

Me running to PoPo and muthaf-ckin’ no go

A Carolina nigga, I’m the muthaf-ckin logo

Shit, fly as hell on my ozone shit

Disrespect me nigga you could get your cornroll split

And that goes for you too, I’m on my Bono shit

Niggas got no delivery thats that Digiorno shit

I got porno chicks callin’, I still neglect them nigga

I’m about my money like a bill collector

For you slow niggas I put it more in laymans

If you ain't talkin’ money its a foreign language

But uh, shawty can I get wit cha

[Hook]