I'll Be

[Intro: Big L & (Madonna)
That's right
How we doin'? (Yeah)
(Don yet?)
On the NaNa
Uh, uh-huh
Uh, c'mon

(I'll be good!)
What up, pop? Brace yourself, 'cause I ride on top
Close your eyes as you ride, right out your socks
Don't no loser's mind as he grinds in the tunnel
Wanna give me the cash he made off his last bundle
Nasty girl, don't pass me the world
I pushed to be, not the backseat girl
Don't deep throat to see no cheap flow
Murder she wrote, it keeps the heat close
Uh, we supposed to be the illest on three coasts
Millennia, bigger than egos
Y'all need to beat those snorts
'Cause all I see is a penny, either it's that soft
No shock in this gear, raise it bigger
Fifteen percent make the whole world sit up
And take notice, NaNa take holders
Y'all take quotas, yeah, pop-pop
[Chorus: Big L & (Madonna)
(I'll be good!)
Straight out the gate, y'all, we drop hits
But tell me, how nasty can you get?
All the way from the hood to your neck of the woods
It's ripped, one thing's for sure
(I'll be good!)
That's right, we drop hits
But tell me, how nasty can you get?
All the way from the hood to your neck of the woods
It's ripped, one thing's for sure
(I'll be good!)
[Verse 2: Madonna & (Big L)
I'm as nasty as I wanna be
(Well, don't shake your zest, in front of me)
(Before I take you there and tear your back out)
That shit ain't happened since the Mac was out
Lola Falana, dripping cabana
Nineties style, the finest style
Runaways to fit, want a taste of shit
Put me on a base and throw your face in it
(NaNa, y'all can't touch her)
(My sex drive all night like a trucker)
Let alone the skills I possess
And y'all gon' see by these mils I possess
Never settle for less, I'm in excess
Not in expensive E-V-S to the tilt
That's just the way I'm built
Nasty, world-class
[Chorus: Big L & (Madonna)
(I'll be good!)
Straight out the gate, y'all, we drop hits
But tell me, how nasty can you get?
All the way from the hood to your neck of the woods
It's ripped, one thing's for sure
(I'll be good!)
That's right, we drop hits
But tell me, how nasty can you get?
All the way from the hood to your neck of the woods
It's ripped, one thing's for sure
(I'll be good!)
[Verse 3: Big L & (Madonna)
You get to hold what I got, gold with the rock
In the belly capo and the candy apple drop
Real tears fall in your ears and bounce, Doc
Can you throw it like a quarterback? Third and a lot
(Dig me, I'll get you locked like Biggie with herb in the spot)
(Word, MIDI, the cop and the goodie)
I'm the bomb, Biggie punana
Sexy brown thing, uh, Madonna
Make you turn over from the full court pressure
The undresser, all over ya
I ain't playin', knock it out at the Williams
I'm sayin', what's the sense in delayin'?
I'm tryin' to run G from the P to the AM
I saw your little thing, now I'm swayin', okay then
[Chorus: Big L & (Madonna)
(I'll be good!)
Straight out the gate, y'all, we drop hits
But tell me, how nasty can you get?
All the way from the hood to your neck of the woods
It's ripped, one thing's for sure
(I'll be good!)
That's right, we drop hits
But tell me, how nasty can you get?
All the way from the hood to your neck of the woods
It's ripped, one thing's for sure
(I'll be good!)