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Big Poppa

The Notorious BIG2007年3月5日

歌詞

Title Big Poppa

Artist Notorious B.I.G.

Album Ready To Die (1994)

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 hunnies 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 f**kin players

Jump in the Rover and come over

Tell your friends jump in the Gf3, I got the chronic by the tree cuz

Chorus:

 

Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true playa

 

To the honeys gettin' money playin niggas like dummies..uh

 

Ya got a gun up in your waist, please don't shoot up the place

Cuz I see some ladies tonight that should be havin' my baby

Baby

 

Verse Two:

Straight up hunnie really I'm askin

Most of these ni**a's 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' go call my crew

You go call your crew

We can rendezvous 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

 

Forget the telly we just go to the crib

And watch a movie in the jacuzzi smoke L's while you do me

Chorus

Verse Three:

 

In mansion and Benz's

Givin ends to my friends and it feels stupendous

Tremendous cream, f**k a dollar and a dream

Still tote gats strapped with infrared beams

Choppin o's, smokin lines, optimo's

Money hoes and clothes all a ni**a 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

Tell your friends, to get with my friends

And we can be friends

Sh*t, we can do this every weekend

Aight? Is that aight with you?

 

 

Chorus

Outro: Uh, check it out... '9-4 sh*t for dat a**

Uh, Puff Daddy, Biggie Smalls, Junior Mafia, reprasent. Baby-bayby!

Uh...

 

 

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