Big Poppa lyrics

Artist  : B.i.g. Notorious 
Song : Big Poppa



 Send "Big Poppa" Ringtone to your Cell 

 												
														   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

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 f*ckin players

Jump in the Rover and come over

tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the
chronic by the tree



Chorus:



[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 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

Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be
havin my baby

Bay-bee



Verse Two:



Straight up honey really I'm askin

Most of these niggaz 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
[truuuueee]

Forget the telly we just go to the crib

and watch a movie in the jacuzzi smoke l's while
you do me



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 live 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

Sh*t we can do this every weekend

Aight? Is that aight with you?

Yeah... keep bangin]



Chorus