[BIG] Never a flaw
  [Kim] A different kind of high
  [Kim] Yaknow, feel me on this, huh, uhh
    Ladies and gents
  Your dopest host presents extravagence
  in the ladies' frame, leavin cum stains
  Niggaz remain in awe, when I brought a Dillinger
  Throw it to ya jaw, uhh
  Never a flaw
  Never before, have you seen such magnificense
  in the black princess, yesss
  Flow's phenom, I'm the bomb-diggy
  Ask Biggie, keep a dedicated squad wit me
  Call us the Gabbana girls
  We dangerous, bitches pay a fee just to hang with us
  Trust, niggaz lust
  Without a bank account, I doubt we could swing that route
  Feel me out uhh, I'm used ta
  hangin wit boosters, in the best name brand
  with the in-sane clan, man listen
  My position is lieutenant
  Like a block of hash, got the burners up in it
  Percent it, I send it back to ya greasy
  Freak it arabic style, sha-muck-daha-steesy
  To please me you got to be well off
  Bust a shell off, wit a tattoo that starts off
    [Chorus: Notorious B.I.G.]
    Damn Ma, I love you like the lah, the ganja
  Sensimilla, can I feel ya
  All I wanna do is touch ya
  The ultimate rush, you're drugs baby
  [repeat]
    Uhh, to my niggaz that trick a little
  To my bitches that suck dick a little
  While they niggaz lick the middle, I'm the Don y'all
  High driven Jean Paul Cartier wear
  Yeah, enough glorifyin
  Lyrically electrifyin, bitches by lyin
  bout the clothes they be buyin
  Some stores won't even let you whores in
  Til I begin to embarass that ass and get crass
  Kim surpass, all crews
  Bitches still drinkin booze
  I sip Cristal and Landcruise
  Recieve all the oohhs and the ahhhs, the jewels and the cars
  Slick nigga, I'm stickin you Baby Pah, uhh
  Yes indeed, flows first class and yours is coach
  like the bag, the Prada mama
  Jog five miles a day then I hit the sauna
  My girls rock Chanel and smoke mad marijuana
    [Chorus]
    Inhale this, clench your fist
  Then ya, feel the mist through the uterus
  Can ya, picture this
  Life without me, wake up you're having bad dreams
  cause ya fiend for a toke
  My crew tote Tocques and mink coats
  On the cell with the boat
  What you thought, we get caught and get bailed out
  Fuck the jailhouse, Hennessey on the rocks
  is all we got as we sail out, entrepeneurs
  Cristal pourers, be glad we ain't takin yours
  Boring huh, I'm warnin ya
  Style waits for no bitch, a dream bitch
  when I fuck with scratch and sniff
  Now I stacks the shit, practice it
  So no bitch can tax the shit, miraculous
  So I can relax a bit, and get my toes licked
  The drugs nigga, a-hah hah hah!
    [Chorus]