The Notorious B.I.G. — Can I Get Witcha Original

[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G] Another day in the ghetto One look outside I'm already upset, yo It look about a hundred-and-two It's a Saturday and Biggie ain't got nothing to do Uh, I'm interrupted by a phone ring Sometimes I wish I never got the motherfucking thing "Hello hello? Can I speak to Biggie?" Yo, who dis? "Taisha" Yo call back, I'm busy Why don't ya hit me on the box a little later? Washed up, got dressed, hits the elevator Steps out, it's the same old scene Dope fiend, crack fiend, eyewitness news team I seen a honey with a butt looking butter soft I know she looks much better with them clothes up off Sitting all thick, with the ruby red lipstick That's the one I got to get with [Chorus: Notorious BIG] Can I get witcha, can I get witcha? Can I get witcha, can I get witcha? "Why you wanna get with me?" 'Cause you got a big B-U-T, T, see Can I get witcha, can I get witcha? Can I get witcha, can I get witcha? "Why you wanna get with me?" 'Cause you got a big B-U-T, T [Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G] She said "If I get with you I gotta get witcha whole hood rat crew, whatcha I think I do? Sling skins for a living, my name ain't November This ain't Thanksgiving, you ain't Michael Bivins Smack it up, flip it, rub it down Do me baby, I ain't down My name ain't 2Pac I don't "Get Around" You hitting this nigga, how that sound?" Huh, first of all you got me mixed up with Somebody ya done slept with, hold up That's my Neneh Cherry shit, I got something slicker Let me just sip up on this liquor All I wanna do is smoke a little chronic Slam ya like Onyx, and get ya hooked on This Biggie Smalls phonics, 102 How to squeeze 22's in them Reebok shoes, HUH? [Chorus: Notorious BIG] Can I get witcha, can I get witcha? Can I get witcha, can I get witcha? "Why you wanna get with me?" 'Cause you got a big B-U-T, T, see Can I get witcha, can I get witcha? Can I get witcha, can I get witcha? "Why you wanna get with me?" 'Cause you got a big B-U-T, T [Verse 3: Notorious B.I.G] I said walk me upstairs, 'cause I forgot my Phillies She said "I don't care, so don't be acting silly" I knew I had her trapped with my hardcore raps And it wouldn't take a second before I had her on her back Pulling back the bra straps, threw on my Silk CD 'Cause, "I wanna get freaky with you" Lose control on the skins is all I can picture, now I'm about to hit you [Chorus] Can I get witcha? Oww! Can I get witcha? "Why you wanna get with me?" 'Cause you got a big B-U-T, uh, hey Can I get witcha? Uh Can I get witcha? Hey Can I get witcha? You big booty bitch, c'mon Oh, you'se a big booty bitch And I wanna do, do, do, do, do, do Woah, woah Can I get a soul clap? Soul clap, soul clap Yo, we buggin' the fuck out in this motherfucker, word Yo, lemme hear the third verse, yo, that was the end