1991

[Intro]
Excusez-moi
Est-ce que vous savez où est un bon restaurant par ici?

[Verse 1]
Oh, là là là
Flirting with a cool French dude named Antoine
Wanna taste the pastry, chocolate croissant
Ce soir with your bitch, Café au Lait (Woo)
Voulez-vous, nigga mad, Francois
Who are you, nigga? Hahaha
Miss one, miss young, miss cutie pie
Young Nubi, young coochy tight
Young juicy, young Uzi-might
Rata-tat-tat-tat, nick-nack, pitty-pat-pat-pat
Silly cat, you don't have that scratch?
How you do that, do that? Do-do that-that-that?
1-9-9-1, my time has come
Oh, nah-nah, Ma, your time is done
Prima donna Mama, like a virgin
Private jets, my flights, don't fly Virgin
I sell, you buy, that’s my version
Mommy tie these rhymes, it’s my verses
Oh me, oh my, Illuminat princess
Pyramid, one eye on my assets
Here it is, multi, peep my progress
Peep my progress, here it is, multi, peep my progress
Peep my progress, here it is, multi

[Verse 2]
He took her to the Louvre in Paris
He want a chance with a youngin, wanna ruin her weave
He wanna–, wanna Juniper Breeze
I get the grands and the hundreds and the shoe with the bleed
I fit the grands and the hundreds in the Lou to the V
High class, no school, the tuition is free
Little Bam(bi) no fool, intuition is G
Gimme the gem or the jewels, I'll commission a fee
I make hits, motherfucker, never do it for free, ha
Young tender from the NYC
No contender, none in my league
Young kill-em-in-the-denims, young venom on the M-I-C
Young villain been developing the heat that stick
Elite rap bitch, I cut and send that beat back quick
Tip-tip and all these niggas, suck a d-i-dick
'Cause you gonna be a bitch nigga, I'ma be that bitch, what?
Best believe that shit
You gonna be a bitch nigga, I'mma be that bitch
Believe that shit, believe that shit
Nigga, I'ma be that bitch, what?

[Verse 3]
Come around, come around
Let the little Bambi run it down, run it down
Went from sippin' Bailey's, sipping champys on the isles
Nineteen number, naughty baby, press it on your dial
Sex kitten honeys, no cougars in the house
I'mma hush the rumors and the doubt
Came in the game with a beat and a bounce
Never for the fame, my feet on the ground
Cloud number nine, headed to the stars
Maybe I ride with my mic in my bra
Maybe I recite in the raw
The appetite for life and the hunger for the more
The island of Manhattan, I was Born in New York
City never slumbers
I would always dream but never sleep to the hundreds
Cocoa want the cream in abundance
Million dollar baby, you can get it if you want it, what?

[Refrain]
NY rose me, most high chose me
Let me know what I can-can-can-can do for you
If you don’t speak, boy, you know you won't see none
Let me know what a man-man-man-man-man you are
NY rose me, most high chose me
Let me know what I can-can-can-can do for you
If you don’t speak, boy, you know you won't see none
Let me know what a man-man-man-man-man you are