- Song Name: Big Poppa
- Artist Name: Notorious B.I.G.
- Album: Greatest Hits
- Songwriters: Chris Jasper, Christopher Wallace, Ernie Isley, Marvin Isley, O'Kelly Isley, Ronald Isley, Rudolph Isley
- Release Date: 2007.03.06
- Label: WEA/Warner
LYRICS FOR "Big Poppa"
Uh uh
I like this
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
The back of the club
Mad question askin'
Because one of these honies biggie gotta creep with
Sleep with
Why blow up my spot 'cause we both got caught
Now check it
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
Jump in the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS-3
I love it when you call me big poppa
Throw your hands in the air
I love it when you call me big poppa
To the honies gettin' money playin' fellas like dummies
I love it when you call me big poppa
If you got a *** up in your waist please don't shoot up the place
'Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be havin' my baby
Straight up honey really I'm askin'
Most of these fellas think they be mackin' but they be actin'
Who they attractin' with that line
Soon as he buy that wine I just creep up from behind
And ask what your interests are
Things to make you smile
You gon' be here for a while
You go call your crew
Plans to leave
Pull the truck up
So we can steam on the way to the telly go fill my belly
A T bone steak
Conversate for a few 'cause in a few
What we came to do
Forget the telly we just go to the crib
And watch a movie in the Jacuzzi Smoke
I love it when you call me big poppa
Throw your hands in the air
I love it when you call me big poppa
To the honies gettin' money playin' fellas like dummies
I love it when you call me big poppa
If you got a *** up in your waist please don't shoot up the place
'Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be havin' my baby
How ya livin' Biggie Smallz?
In mansion and Benz's
Tremendous cream
Still tote gats strapped with infrared beams
Choppin' O's
Money *** and clothes all a brother knows a foolish pleasure
I had to find the buried treasure
However living better now Gucci sweater now
Drop top BM's I'm the man girlfriend
Honey check it
And we could be friends
Aight? Is that aight with you? Yeah
I love it when you call me big poppa
Throw your hands in the air
I love it when you call me big poppa
To the honies gettin' money playin' fellas like dummies
I love it when you call me big poppa
If you got a *** up in your waist please don't shoot up the place
'Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be havin' my baby
Uh
Junior Mafia
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