No, no, no, Notorious, no, no, no, Notorious   No, no, no, Notorious, no, no, no, Notorious      The doctor said I need about three weeks of recovery   But the nurses is lovin' me   Sayin' the best part of the day is my half   Feedin' me breakfast and givin' me a sponge bath      Niggaz say I died dead in the streets   Nigga I'm gettin' high, gettin' head on the beach   Chillin', sittin' on about half a million   With all my niggaz, all my guns, all my women      Next two years, I should see about a billion   All for the love of drug dealin'   Got no love for the other side, fuck them tricks   Any repercussion, junior mafia spit clips   All the time, big poppa kick the war rhymes   Raw flows and that's how it goes      Notorious, come on, we are, we are   No, no, no, Notorious   He is, he is, no, no, no, Notorious      This for my niggaz slingin' thangs, had my ring encaged   Truck, necklace, igloo ring and things   For the bitches, who see them rims spin and grin   That shit with the v-trim that win      And the enormous fields disperse of rap   On the road to the riches more furs to drag   More niggaz to kill, than birds to bag   Hit the jeweler and splurge the tab, uh      Hops, out the truck like, trick, what up?   Call me Sean if you suck, call me gone when I nut   That's the end of us, get your friend to fuck   Untwist and bend her up, you know the deal      Niggaz talkin' real greasy on some ballin' shit   Funny how quick these pricks forget   Actin' like I ain't the reason they traded they shit   Switched that 5, copped that 6   It's all good, you know who the clone is   Fuck the Joneses, niggaz tryin' to keep up with the Combses      (No, no, no, Notorious)   We are, we are, what's his name?   (No, no, no, Notorious)   He is, he is, come on, what's his name?   (No, no, no, Notorious)      Who that queen bitch, keep her glass filled to the rim   The Notorious K-I to the M   That's me, on MTV, no doubt   Titty out like what, I don't give a fuck      Y'all know my attitude, can't stand my cologne   Then stay your ass home, you and your chaperon   Things done changed, but we continue to reign   As the king and the queen of hip-hop, me and B.I.      Frank White still listen to all the attention   I'm by his side, with the chrome fifth, playin' my position   Sexy young thing, from the ghetto   That bitch rockin' mics in high heel stilletos      We takin' over like Francis   Switchin' our styles like the hottest new dancers   See, I let y'all live to stack a little paper   Be glad I pushed my album back, I did y'all hoes a favor      (No, no, no, Notorious)   We are, we are, what's his name?   (No, no, no, Notorious)   He is, he is, come on, what's his name?   (No, no, no, Notorious)      (No, no, no, Notorious)   We are, we are, what's his name?   (No, no, no, Notorious)   He is, he is, come on, what's his name?   (No, no, no, Notorious)