Ultimate Rush Lyrics - Duet - Notorious B.i.g.

Uh (uh) 

Come on (uh) 

It goes B to the I to the G so proper 

Missy and Big Poppa (Check it out) 

Call us chief knockers 

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 

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Don't you know I'm the ultimate? To get this nookie, be fortunate 

Just like tastin pussy with pork in it 

People stop when I'm walkin in, I'm twist-in twistin 'em 

Back on ten, I'm talkin 'bout like when Mase come back again 

My ski's is immaculate, my paper stackin keep trackin 

I'm mackin yo slackin, reaction makes ya'll dicks grin 

I'm mo' better than gold diggers with figures 

Mo' bigger than Jigga's and even Paris Hilton's 

Damn sir, sniff me like the coke, three lines, me one, give you none 

Sent am-ilia, all you wanna do is sniff me 

The ultimate rush, get high baby 

Damn sir, sniff me like the coke, three lines, me one, give you none 

Sent am-ilia, all you wanna do is sniff me 

The ultimate rush, the drugs baby 

Now Biggie Smalls is not the type to fall in love with 'em 

Hit 'em and forget 'em and go handle my business 

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I like the kind of whine and dine, who grindin all the time 

Yo ex girl was a fly, but now lucked up on a dime nigga?? with you, all you wanna do is lay around 

And stay around and get mad when I play around 

I like to lay never work, put your money in my purse 

To the mall, I go search matchin shoes for my skirt 

Tuesday I saw you on the zee, but you still wanna get wit me 

Wednesday is the Benz day, that's what your friends say 

Me and my friends got your Benz, attractin mens 

And spendin dividends, blowin like the wind 

So I guess you think I'm slippin cause I ain't flippin 

Baby, I'm Big Poppa, ain't no need to be trippin 

I ain't trippin nor flippin, I'm just liquor sippin 

At the bar, tippin wit your money, can you pay the difference? 

It seems like it's a waiste of time, that's why I wrote the rhyme 

I hear you jump in every car, except for mines 

Nigga, I don't jump in cars, I'm a super star 

Face way to flaw, you should hang me on your wall 

All I do all day is drink Tanqueray 

Thinking of a way to put a smile on your face 

Make me smile, see them teeth, me look cute down to them features 

My waste, my physique, me don't want freak-a-leek 

Should I whine and dine? You put ring on your fingers 

While sex from the next man in the bedroom lingers 

Sex will never linger, hold up, put up the blinkers 

I flow just like sprinklers, give yo ass the middle finger 

You better slow your role baby, you ain't got enough dough to pay me 

You know the pin number, just page me when you will baby