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Notorious B.i.g.

Genres: Hip-Hop

Sky Is The Limit (cookin Soul Remix) Lyrics - Notorious B.i.g.

Baby, look at me, mama love you 

And I know you ain't no little boy no more 

But you'll always be my baby 

 

It seems like only yesterday I was holding you in my arms 

Now look at you now big, but I worry about you 

I worry about you all the time 

Hangin' out on the corner all times at night with the cruel people 

 

Baby that ain't nothin' but trouble 

I always taught you that you could have whatever you dream 

Well, I want you to hold on to that dream baby 

Hold on to it real tight 'coz the sky's the limit 

 

Good evenin' ladies and gentlemen 

How's everybody doin' tonite? 

I'd like to welcome to the stage 

The lyrically acclaimed 

 

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I like this young man 

Because, when he came out 

He came out wit the phrase 

He went from ashy to classy, I like that 

 

So everybody in the house 

Give a warm round of applause 

For the Notorious B.I.G., the Notorious B.I.G. 

Ladies and gentlemen give it up for him ya'll 

 

A nigga never been as broke as me, I like that 

When I was young I had two pair of Lee's, besides that 

The pin stripes and the gray 

The one I wore on Mondays and Wednesdays 

 

While niggas flirt, I'm sewing tigers on my shirt and alligators 

Ya wanna see the inside, huh, I see ya later 

Here come the drama, oh, that's that nigga wit the fake 

Why you punch me in my face, stay in ya place 

 

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Play ya position, here come my intuition 

Go in this nigga pocket, rob him while his friends watchin' 

That hoe's clockin', here comes respect 

His crew's your crew or they might be next 

 

Look at they man eye, big man they never try 

So we roll wid 'em, stole wid 'em 

I mean loyalty, niggaz bought me milks at lunch 

The milks was chocolate, the cookies, butter crunch 

In gear Oshkosh with blue and white ducks, pass the blunt 

 

Sky's the limit and you know that you keep on 

Just keep on pressin' on 

Sky's the limit and you know that you can have 

What you want, be what you want 

 

Sky's the limit and you know that you keep on 

Just keep on pressin' on 

Sky's the limit and you know that you can have 

What you want, be what you want 

Have what you want, be what you want 

 

I was a shame, my crew was lame, I have enough heart 

For most of 'em long as I got stuff from most of 'em 

It's on, even when I was wrong I got my point across 

They depicted me the boss, of course 

 

My orange box-cutter make the world go round 

Plus I'm fuckin', bitches ain't my homegirls now 

Start stackin', dabbled in crack, gun packin' 

Nickname Medina, make the seniors tote my ninas 

 

From gym class to Englass, pass off a global 

The only nigga wit a mobile, can't you see like total 

Getting' larger in waist and taste 

Ain't no tellin' where this felon is headin', just in case 

 

Keep a shell at the tip of ya melon, clear da space 

Ya brain was a terrible thing to waste 

Eighty-eight long gates, snatch initial nameplates 

Smokin' spliffs wit niggaz, real life beginner killers 

Prayin' God forgive us for being sinners, help us out 

 

Sky's the limit and you know that you keep on 

Just keep on pressin' on 

Sky's the limit and you know that you can have 

What you want, be what you want 

 

Sky's the limit and you know that you keep on 

Just keep on pressin' on 

Sky's the limit and you know that you can have 

What you want, be what you want 

Have what you want, be what you want 

 

After realizin' to master enterprisin' 

I ain't have ta be in school by ten, I was in 

Began to encounter, wit my counter-parts 

On how ta burn the block apart 

 

Break it down into section, drugs by the selection 

Some use pipes, others use injections 

Syringe sold separately, Frank the deputy 

Quick to grab my Smith-n-Wessun, like my dick was missin' 

 

To protect my position, my corner, my layer 

While we out here, say the hustlas prayer 

If the game shakes me or breaks me 

I hope it makes me a better man 

 

Take a better stand 

Put money in my mom's hand 

Get my daughter this college plan 

So she don't need no man 

 

Stay far from timid 

Only make moves when ya heart's in it 

And live the phrase Sky's The Limit 

Motherfucker, see you chumps on top 

 

Sky's the limit and you know that you keep on 

Just keep on pressin' on 

Sky's the limit and you know that you can have 

What you want, be what you want 

 

Sky's the limit and you know that you keep on 

Just keep on pressin' on 

Sky's the limit and you know that you can have 

What you want, be what you want 

 

Sky's the limit and you know that you keep on 

Just keep on pressin' on 

Sky's the limit and you know that you can have 

What you want, be what you want 

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