Juicy
The Notorious B.I.G. Lyrics


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(Fuck all you hoes! Get a grip, motherfucker!)

Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin' in front of
Called the police on me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughter (it's all good)
And all the niggas in the struggle
You know what I'm sayin'? It's all good, baby baby

It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! magazine
Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped
Smokin' weed in Bambu, sippin' on Private Stock
Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
With the hat to match
Remember Rappin' Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
Peace to Ron G, Brucie B, Kid Capri
Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starski
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
Call the crib, same number, same hood
It's all good (it's all good)
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga

You know very well
Who you are
Don't let 'em hold you down
Reach for the stars
You had a goal
But not that many
'Cause you're the only one
I'll give you good and plenty

I made the change from a common thief
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
And I'm far from cheap
I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
The Moët and Alizé keep me pissy
Girls used to diss me
Now they write letters 'cause they miss me
I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff
I was too used to packin' gats and stuff
Now honeys play me close like butter play toast
From the Mississippi down to the East Coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold-out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
And it's still all good
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga

You know very well
Who you are
Don't let 'em hold you down
Reach for the stars
You had a goal
But not that many
'Cause you're the only one
I'll give you good and plenty

Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I was dead broke, man, I couldn't picture this
50-inch screen, money-green leather sofa
Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur
Phone bill about two G's flat
No need to worry, my accountant handles that
And my whole crew is loungin'
Celebratin' every day, no more public housin'
Thinkin' back on my one-room shack
Now my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her back
And she loves to show me off of course
Smiles every time my face is up in The Source
We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us
No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us
Birthdays was the worst days
Now we sip Champagne when we thirsty
Uh, damn right, I like the life I live
'Cause I went from negative to positive
And it's all (It's all good, nigga)
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga

You know very well
Who you are
Don't let 'em hold you down
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga
Reach for the stars
You had a goal
But not that many
'Cause you're the only one
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga
I'll give you good and plenty

Representin' B-Town in the house
Junior Mafia, mad flavor
Uh, uh, yeah, aight

You know very well
Who you are
Don't let 'em hold you down
Reach for the stars
You had a goal
But not that many
'Cause you're the only one
I'll give you good and plenty

Biggie Smalls, it's all good, nigga
Junior Mafia, it's all good, nigga
Bad Boy, it's all good, nigga
It's all good
That's right, '94
And on and on, and on and on
You know very well
Who you are




Don't let 'em hold you down
Reach for the stars

Overall Meaning

The song "Juicy" by The Notorious B.I.G. is an autobiographical track about Biggie's rise to fame from his humble beginnings. He talks about the struggles he faced when he was younger, including being told by teachers that he would never amount to anything and dealing drugs to make money for his daughter. However, he also talks about his dreams and aspirations, listening to rap music and hanging pictures on his wall of his favorite artists. The message of the song is to never give up on your dreams, no matter how difficult life may be.


The lyrics show Biggie's growth and success, moving from his one-room shack to condos in Queens and a luxurious lifestyle. He reflects on how he never thought he could make it in the music industry, but now he's blowing up and getting paid for doing what he loves. The chorus emphasizes the importance of knowing who you are and not letting anyone bring you down, reminding listeners to reach for the stars and pursue their goals.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, this album is dedicated
This album is a homage


To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To those teachers who said I would never be successful


To all the people that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin' in front of
To those people who lived in the buildings I was selling drugs in front of


Called the police on me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughter (it's all good)
Reported me to the police when I was trying to provide for my child, but everything turned out okay


And all the niggas in the struggle
And to all those who are also struggling


You know what I'm sayin'? It's all good, baby baby
You understand? Everything is okay, my friend


It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! magazine
It was all an imagination, I used to read Word Up! magazine


Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy D riding in the limousine


Hangin' pictures on my wall
Putting pictures on my wall


Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl


I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped
I played my cassette tape until it stopped working


Smokin' weed in Bambu, sippin' on Private Stock
Smoking marijuana in Bambu rolling papers, sipping Private Stock alcohol


Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
Back when I had a red and black plaid jacket


With the hat to match
And a matching hat


Remember Rappin' Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha
Do you remember Rappin' Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha


You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far
You never expected hip-hop to go this far


Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Now I'm famous because I'm good at rhyming


Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade
It's time to make money and become hugely successful, like the World Trade building


Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
I was born a sinner and not the opposite of a winner


Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
Do you remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner?


Peace to Ron G, Brucie B, Kid Capri
Greetings to Ron G, Brucie B, Kid Capri


Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starski
Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starski


I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
I'm becoming successful, just as you predicted


Call the crib, same number, same hood
Call my home, same phone number, same neighborhood


It's all good (it's all good)
Everything is okay (everything is okay)


And if you don't know, now you know, nigga
If you didn't know before, now you know


You know very well
You already know


Who you are
Your identity


Don't let 'em hold you down
Don't let them limit you


Reach for the stars
Aim high


You had a goal
You had a objective


But not that many
But not too many objectives


'Cause you're the only one
Because you're unique


I'll give you good and plenty
I will give you everything you need


I made the change from a common thief
I turned my life around from being an ordinary criminal


To up close and personal with Robin Leach
To becoming friends with Robin Leach


And I'm far from cheap
And I'm not stingy


I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
I smoke marijuana with my friends throughout the day


Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
Spread love, this is the mentality of the Brooklyn neighborhood


The Moët and Alizé keep me pissy
Drinking Moët and Alizé makes me drunk


Girls used to diss me
Girls used to reject me


Now they write letters 'cause they miss me
Now they write letters because they miss me


I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff
I never thought rapping could be successful


I was too used to packin' gats and stuff
I was accustomed to carrying guns and drugs


Now honeys play me close like butter play toast
Now women are attracted to me and try to get close


From the Mississippi down to the East Coast
From Mississippi to the East Coast


Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Condos in Queens and marijuana for weeks


Sold-out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Sold-out seats to listen to Biggie Smalls speak


Livin' life without fear
Living life without fear


Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Putting a five-carat diamond in my daughter's ear


Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Lunches, brunches, and poolside interviews


Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school
Considered a fool for dropping out of high school


Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
Misunderstood stereotypes of a black male


And it's still all good
But everything is still okay


Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis


When I was dead broke, man, I couldn't picture this
When I was flat broke, I couldn't have imagined this


50-inch screen, money-green leather sofa
A fifty-inch television and a green leather couch


Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur
I have two vehicles, a limousine with a chauffeur


Phone bill about two G's flat
Phone bill of approximately two thousand dollars


No need to worry, my accountant handles that
No need to stress, my accountant handles it


And my whole crew is loungin'
My entire crew is relaxing


Celebratin' every day, no more public housin'
Celebrating every day, no more public housing


Thinkin' back on my one-room shack
Reflecting on my one-room shack


Now my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her back
Now, my mother drives a nice car and wears fur coats


And she loves to show me off of course
She loves to show me off to everyone


Smiles every time my face is up in The Source
Smiles every time my picture is in The Source magazine


We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us
We used to argue when the landlord disrespected us


No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us
No heat, wondering why we didn't have a Merry Christmas


Birthdays was the worst days
Birthdays were the worst days


Now we sip Champagne when we thirsty
Now we drink Champagne when we're thirsty


Uh, damn right, I like the life I live
Yes, I love to live my life


'Cause I went from negative to positive
Because I changed from negative to positive


And it's all (It's all good, nigga)
And everything is alright


Biggie Smalls, it's all good, nigga
Biggie Smalls, everything is fine


Junior Mafia, it's all good, nigga
Junior Mafia, everything is fine


Bad Boy, it's all good, nigga
Bad Boy, everything is fine


That's right, '94
That's correct, 1994


And on and on, and on and on
And so on and so forth




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, MTUME MUSIC PUBLISHING, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Cloud9, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Christopher Wallace, Sean Combs, James Mtume, Jean Claude Olivier

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