To all the ladies in the place with style and grace Allow me to lace lyrical duches in your bushes Who rock grooves and make moves with all the moms? 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 passion, music blastin But I just can't quit Because one of these honies Biggie gots ta creep with Sleep with, keep the ep a secret Why blow up my spot cause we both got hot 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 I got chronic I got chronic I-I-I-I-I-I got the chronic
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa) Throw your hands in the air, if you are a true player (I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa) To all the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies (ooh) (I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa) If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place (Why?) Cause I see some ladies tonight (uh uh) Cause I see some ladies tonight (uh uh) Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby Baybeh
(Straight up honey really I'm askin Most of these niggaz think that they be mackin But they're just mother-fucking 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 you what your interests are, and "who you be with"? Things to make you smile, what number 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 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 my crib and watch a movie in jacuzzi smokin big L's while you do me
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa) Throw your hands in the air, if you are a true player (I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa) To all the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies (ooh) (I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa) If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place (Why?) Cause I see some ladies tonight (uh uh) Cause I see some ladies tonight (uh uh) Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby Baybeh
(How ya livin Biggie Smallz?) In mansion and Benz's Is givin ends to my friends and it feels stupendous Tremendous cream, fuck a dollar and a dream A still tote gats strapped with infrared beams 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-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 god damn weekend...keep bangin)
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa) Throw your hands in the air, if you are a true player (I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa) To all the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies (I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa) If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place (Why?) Cause I see some ladies tonight (uh uh) Cause I see some ladies tonight (uh uh) Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby BaybehTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
