Big Poppa

To all the ladies in the place with style and grace Allow me to lace lyrical douches in your bushes Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies? The back of the club, sipping Moet is where you'll find me The back of the club, macking hoes, my crew's behind me Mad question asking, blunt passing, music blasting But I just can't quit because one of these honeys Biggie's got to creep with Sleep with, keep the E.P. a secret Why blow up my spot 'cause we both got hot? I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed Believe me, sweetie, 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 fucking players Jump in the Rover and come over I got chronic, I got chronic I got-I got-I got-I got-I got I got my chronic I love it when you call me Big Poppa Throw your hands in the air, if you are a true player I love it when you call me Big Poppa To all the honeys getting money playing niggas like dummies, ooh I love it when you call me Big Poppa If you got a gun up in your waist, please don't shoot up the place (why?) 'Cause I see some ladies tonight, 'cause I see some ladies tonight 'Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be having my baby, baby Straight up honey, really I'm asking Most of these niggas think they be macking But they're just motherfucking acting Who they attracting 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, and "Who you be with?" Things to make you smile, what numbers to dial You gonna be here for a while I'm gonna 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 Conversate for a few, 'cause in a few, we gonna do What we came to do, ain't that right, boo? (ooh) Forget the telly we just go to my crib And watch a movie in the jacuzzi smoking big L's while you do me (uh) I love it when you call me Big Poppa Throw your hands in the air, if you are a true player I love it when you call me Big Poppa To all the honeys getting money playing niggas like dummies, ooh I love it when you call me Big Poppa If you got a gun up in your waist, please don't shoot up the place 'Cause I see some ladies tonight, 'Cause I see some ladies tonight 'Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be having my baby, baby How ya living Biggie Smalls? In mansion and Benz's Giving ends to my friends and it feels stupendous Tremendous cream, fuck a dollar and a dream Still, tote gatts strapped with infrared beams Chopping O's, smoking lye and Optimo's Money, hoes, and clothes is all a nigga knows A foolish pleasure, whatever I had to find the buried treasure, so-so-so-so-so-so grams I had to measure Living better now, Gucci sweater now Drop top BM's, I'm the man, girlfriend Living better now, Gucci sweater now Drop top BM's, drop top BM's (Oh honey, check it Tell your friends, to get with my friends And we can be friends We can do this every goddamn weekend Just keep bangin') I love it when you call me Big Poppa Throw your hands in the air, if you are a true player I love it when you call me Big Poppa To all the honeys getting money playing niggas like dummies, ooh I love it when you call me Big Poppa If you got a gun up in your waist, please don't shoot up the place 'Cause I see some ladies tonight, 'Cause I see some ladies tonight 'Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be having my baby, baby