To all the ladies in the place with style and grace Allow me to lace these lyrical duches 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 passin, music blastin But I just can't quit Because one of these hunnies Biggie got 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 Gf3, I got the chronic by the tree cuz Chorus: [I love it when you call me Big Poppa] Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true playa [I love it when you call me big pop-pa] To the honeys gettin' money playin niggas like dummies.uh [I love it when you call me Big Poppa] Ya got a gun up in your waist, please don't shoot up the place [why?] Cuz I see some ladies tonight that should be havin' my baby Baby Verse Two. Chorus Verse Three: [How ya livin Biggie Smallz] 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 Choppin o's, smokin lines, optimo's 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? Keep bangin] Chorus Outro: Uh, check it out. '9-4 shit for dat ass Uh, Puff Daddy, Biggie Smalls, Junior Mafia, reprasent.
I love it when you call me big poppa Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player I love it when you call me big poppa. To the honies gettin' money playin' niggas like dummies I love it when you call me big poppa You got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place, why? Full and accurate LYRICS for 'Big Poppa' from 'The Notorious B.I.G.' : I love it when you call me Big Poppa, Throw your hands in the air if you's a true.