Big Poppa - 2007 Remaster

Uh, uh, check it out (Yeah), uh
 Junior M.A.F.I.A., uh (He-he)
 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 mamis?
 The back of the club, sippin' Moët 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 honeys Biggie got to 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, sweetie, I got enough to feed the needy
 No need to be greedy, I got mad friends with Benzes
 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 honies 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
 '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 you what your interests are, who you be with
 Things that 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 2
 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 honies 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
 Choppin' Os, 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, Coogi 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 friends)
 And we can be friends
 Shit we can do this every weekend (That's right)
 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 honies gettin' money playin niggaz 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
 'Cause I see some ladies tonight
 That should be havin my baby, baby
 Uh, check it out
 Nine-fo' shit for that ass, uh
 Puff Daddy, Biggie Smalls, Junior M.A.F.I.A
 Represent, baby, baby, uh