Hypnotize - Club Mix; 2014 Remaster

Uhhh, uhhh, uh, c'mon
 Hah, sicka than your average Poppa
 Twist cabbage off instinct niggaz don't think shit stink
 pink gators, my Detroit players
 Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn
 Dead right, if they head right, Biggie there every night
 Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos
 Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who
 do something to us, talk go through us
 Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us
 Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (ehehehe)
 Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch
 Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3
 (Take that, take that, take that, haha!)
 Bang every MC easily, busily
 Recently niggaz frontin ain't sayin nuttin (nope)
 So I just speak my piece, (c'mon) keep my peace
 Cubans with the Jesus piece (thank you God), with my peeps
 Packin, askin who want it, you got it nigga flaunt it
 That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it
 Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see
 Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
 And I just love your flashy ways
 Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
 Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see (uh)
 Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip to)
 And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
 Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (hah)
 I put hoes in NY onto DKNY (uh-huh)
 Miami, D.C. prefer Versace (that's right)
 All Philly hoes, dough and Moschino (c'mon)
 Every cutie wit a booty bought a Coogi (haaaaah!)
 Now who's the real dookie, meanin who's really the shit
 Them niggaz ride dicks, Frank White push the sticks
 on the Lexus, LX, four and a half
 Bulletproof glass tints if I want some ass
 Gon' blast squeeze first ask questions last
 That's how most of these so-called gangsters pass
 At last, a nigga rappin bout blunts and broads
 Tits and bras, menage-a-trois, sex in expensive cars
 I still leave you on the pavement
 Condo paid for, no car payment
 At my arraignment, note for the plantiff
 Your daughter's tied up in a Brooklyn basement (shhh)
 Face it, not guilty, that's how I stay filthy (not guilty)
 Richer than Richie, till you niggaz come and get me
 Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see
 Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
 And I just love your flashy ways
 Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
 Biggie Biggie Biggie, can't you see
 Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
 And I just love your flashy ways
 Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
 I can fill ya wit real millionaire shit (I can feel ya)
 Escargot, my car go, one sixty, swiftly
 Wreck it buy a new one
 Your crew run run run, your crew run run
 I know you sick of this, name brand nigga wit
 flows girls say he's sweet like licorice
 So get with this nigga, it's easy
 Girlfriend here's a pen, call me round ten
 Come through, have sex on rugs that's Persian (that's right!)
 Come up to your job, hit you while you workin
 for certain, Poppa freakin, not speakin
 Leave that ass leakin, like rapper demo
 Tell them hoe, take they clothes off slowly
 Hit 'em wit the force like Obi, dick black like Toby (Obi, Toby)
 Watch me roam like Gobe, lucky they don't owe me
 Where the safe show me, homey. (say what, homie?)
 Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see
 Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
 And I just love your flashy ways
 Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
 Biggie Biggie Biggie, can't you see
 Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
 And I just love your flashy ways
 Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
 Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see
 Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
 And I just love your flashy ways
 Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
 Biggie Biggie Biggie, can't you see
 Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
 And I just love your flashy ways
 Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
 Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see
 Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
 And I just love your flashy ways
 Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid