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The Notorious B.I.G. » Big Poppa
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	(Intro:) Uh, uh, check it out, (yeah) uh Junior M.A.F.I.A., uh (um) Uh, (i like this) yeah Yeah, 94' (keep bangin) (Verse 1:) To all the ladies in the place with style and grace Allow me to lace these lyrical duches in your bushes Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies? The back of the club, sippin Moet, is where you'll find me The back of the club, mackin hoes, my crew's behind me Mad question askin, blunt passin, music blastin But I just can't quit Because one of these honies Biggie got ta creep with Sleep with, keep the ep a secret why not Why blow up my spot cause we both got hot Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy No need to be greedy I got mad friends with Benz's C-notes by the layers, true fuckin players Jump in the Rover and come over Tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the chronic by the tree cause (Chorus:) (I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa) Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true playa (I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa) To the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies uh (I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa) You got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place (why) Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be havin my baby Bay-bey (Verse 2:) Straight up honey really I'm askin Most of these niggaz think they be mackin but they be actin Who they attractin with that line, "What's your name, what's your sign?" Soon as he buy that wine I just creep up from behind And ask what your interests are, "who you be with?" Things to make you smile, what numbers to dial You gon' be here for a while, I'm gon' call my crew You go call your crew We can rendezvou at the bar around two Plans to leave, throw the keys to Lil Cease Pull the truck up, front, and roll up the next blunt So we can steam on the way to the telly go fill my belly A t-bone steak, cheese eggs and Welch's grape Conversate for a few, cause in a few, we gon' do What we came to do, ain't that right boo (truuuueee) Forget the telly we just go to the crib And watch a movie in the jacuzzi smoke l's while you do me (Chorus:) (I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa) Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true playa (I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa) To the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies uh (I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa) You got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place (why) Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be havin my baby Bay-bey (Verse 3:) (How ya livin Biggie Smallz?) In mansion and Benz's Givin ends to my friends and it feels stupendous Tremendous cream, fuck a dollar and a dream Still tote gats strapped with infrared beams (whaat) Choppin o's, smokin lye an' Optimo's Money hoes and clothes all a nigga knows A foolish pleasure, whatever I had to find the buried treasure, so grams I had to measure However living better now, Gucci sweater now Drop top BM's I'm the man girlfriend (Honey check it, (check it) Tell your friends, to get with my friends (your freinds) And we can be friends Shit we can do this every weekend (that's right) Aight? Is that aight with you? Yeah... keep bangin) (Chorus:) (I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa) Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true playa (I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa) To the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies uh (I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa) You got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place (why) Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be havin my baby Bay-bey (Biggie Ad libin') Uhh, Check it out, My full shit, for that ass, Uhh, Puff Daddy, Biggie Smalls, Junior M.A.F.I.A., represent baby bay-bay! Uhh!
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