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biggie smalls - big papa lyrics

[notorious b.i.g. – verse one]
to all the ladies in the place with style and grace
allow me to lace these lyrical d-ch-s 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 p-ssin, 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 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 gs3, i got the chronic
by the tree

[chorus by the notorious b.i.g.]
(i love it when you call me big pop-pa)
throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player
(i love it when you call me big pop-pa)
to the honies gettin money playin n-gg-z 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
cause i see some ladies tonight who should be havin
my baby
bay-bee

[notorious b.i.g. – verse two]
straight up honey really i’m askin
most of these n-gg-z 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 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

[notorious b.i.g. – verse three]
(how ya livin biggie smallz?) in mansion and benz’s
givin ends to my friends and it feels stupendous
tremendous cream, f–k a dollar and a dream
(whaat)
still tote gats strapped with infrared beams
choppin o’s, smokin lye an’ optimo’s
money hoes and clothes all a n-gg- 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
sh-t we can do this every weekend (that’s right)
aight? is that aight with you?
yeah… keep bangin)

[biggie ad libin’]
uhh, check it out,
my full sh-t, for that -ss,
uhh, puff daddy, biggie smalls,
junior m.a.f.i.a., represent baby bay-bay!
uhh!

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