Verse One:
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To all the ladies in the place with style and grace
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Allow me to lace these lyrical duches in your bushes
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Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies
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The back of the club, sippin Moet, is where you'll find me
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The back of the club, mackin hoes, my crew's behind me
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Mad question askin, blunt passin, music blastin
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But I just can't quit
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Cause one of these honies Biggie gots ta creep with
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Sleep with, keep the ep a secret why not
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Why blow up my spot cause we both got hot
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Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
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Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
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No need to be greedy I got mad friends with Benz's
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C-notes by the layers, true fuckin players
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Jump in the Rover and come over
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tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the chronic by the tree
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Chorus:
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[I love it when you call me big pop-pa]
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Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player
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[I love it when you call me big pop-pa]
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To the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies
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[I love it when you call me big pop-pa]
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If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place
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Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby
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Bay-bee
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Verse Two:
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Straight up honey really I'm askin
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Most of these niggaz think they be mackin but they be actin
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Who they attractin with that line, "What's your name what's your sign"
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Soon as he buy that wine I just creep up from behind
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And ask what your interests are, who you be with
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Things to make you smile, what numbers to dial
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You gon' be here for a while, I'm gon' go call my crew
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You go call your crew
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We can rendezvous at the bar around two
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Plans to leave, throw the keys to Lil Cease
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Pull the truck up, front, and roll up the next blunt
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So we can steam on the way to the telly go fill my belly
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A t-bone steak, cheese eggs and Welch's grape
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Conversate for a few, cause in a few, we gon' do
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What we came to do, ain't that right boo [truuuueee]
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Forget the telly we just go to the crib
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and watch a movie in the jacuzzi smoke l's while you do me
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Chorus
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[I love it when you call me big pop-pa]
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Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player
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[I love it when you call me big pop-pa]
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To the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies
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[I love it when you call me big pop-pa]
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If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place
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Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby
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Bay-bee
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Verse Three:
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[How ya livin Biggie Smallz] In mansion and Benz's
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Givin ends to my friends and it feels stupendous
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Tremendous cream, fuck a dollar and a dream
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Still tote gats strapped with infrared beams
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Choppin o's, smokin lye an' Optimo's
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Money hoes and clothes all a nigga knows
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A foolish pleasure, whatever
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I had to find the buried treasure, so grams I had to measure
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However living better now, GUCHI SWEATER now
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Drop top BM's I'm the man girlfriend
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[Honey check it
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Tell your friends, to get with my friends
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And we can be friends
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Shit we can do this every weekend
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Aight? Is that aight with you?
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Yeah... keep bangin]
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Chorus
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[I love it when you call me big pop-pa]
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Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player
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[I love it when you call me big pop-pa]
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To the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies
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[I love it when you call me big pop-pa]
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If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place
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Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby
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Bay-bee
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Big Poppa
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| Notorious B.I.G |
