Big Poppa

Album: Ready To Die (1994)
Charted: 63 6
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  • Uh, uh, check it out (yeah)
    Junior M.A.F.I.A. (hehe, mm)
    Uh (I like this) yeah, yeah, nine-fo' (keep bangin)

    To all the ladies in the place with style and grace
    Allow me to lace these lyrical douches, 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 (what?)
    The back of the club, mackin' hoes, my crew's behind me (huh)
    Mad question askin', blunt passin', music blastin'
    But I just can't quit
    'Cause 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 fuckin" players
    Jump in the Rover and come over
    Tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the chronic by the tree

    I love it when you call me Big Poppa
    Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true player
    I love it when you call me Big Poppa
    To the honeys gettin' money playin' niggas like dummies
    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 that should be havin' my baby, baby

    Straight up honey really I'm askin'
    Most of these niggas 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
    What we came to do, ain't that right boo (true)
    Forget the telly we just go to the crib
    And watch a movie in the jacuzzi smoke L's while you do me

    I love it when you call me Big Poppa
    Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true player
    I love it when you call me Big Poppa
    To the honeys gettin' money playin' niggas like dummies
    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 that should be havin' my baby, baby

    (How ya livin' Biggie Smalls?)
    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 (what?)
    Choppin O's, smokin' la in Optimos
    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, tell your friends, to get with my friends
    And we can be friends, shit we can do this every weekend
    Aight? Is that aight with you? Yeah, keep bangin'

    I love it when you call me Big Poppa
    Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true player
    I love it when you call me Big Poppa
    To the honeys gettin' money playin' niggas like dummies
    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 that should be havin' my baby, baby

    Uh, check it out, nine-fo' shit for dat ass
    Puff Daddy, Biggie Smalls, Junior M.A.F.I.A, represent baby, baby, uh Writer/s: Christopher Jasper, Christopher Wallace, Ernie Isley, Marvin Isley, O'Kelly Isley, Ronald Isley, Rudolph Isley
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 6

  • Maddy from Berlin WiRIP Biggie his music is superior.
  • Fa'lesha from Milwaukee WiRip big poppa his lyrics were phenomenal and to know he had help from the classics Ronald lsley and his brother is so heat much love to ms Wallace ,Faith Jan cj and teanya. And Lil Kim he will be missed and loved forever.....
  • Fine Brown Sugar from Kansas City, Moyou are the greatest big poppa
  • Dominic from Lemoyne, PaR.I.P BIGGIE
  • Demetri from Belgrade, --This song I have heard at a comrad's home
  • Nick from Waterville, Oh"Big Poppa" played a big part in the Keanu Reeves movie "Hardball", where he is forced to coach an inner-city baseball team to fulfill his community service.
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