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The Biggie Sound

Stupid Love Remix Lyrics - The Biggie Sound

[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 niggoo, 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] 

Nigga I'm serious 

My crew isn't playin' (uh-huh) 

Better than ya brain 

No return to chain (uh-huh) 

 

Nigga 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 fuckin' screw-up") 

 

That's right! Let's smash tonight 

I want a kiss, pass 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] 

Nigga I'm serious 

My crew isn't playin' (uh-huh) 

Better than ya brain 

No return to chain (uh-huh) 

 

Nigga 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' 

Niggaz 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] 

Nigga I'm serious 

My crew isn't playin' (uh-huh) 

Better than ya brain 

No return to chain (uh-huh) 

 

Nigga I'm serious 

My crew isn't playin' (uh-huh) 

Better than ya brain 

No return to chain (uh-huh) 

 

Nigga 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 nigga 

(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!)