Notorious B.i.g.
Ready To Die

Big Poppa

Uh-Uh-check it out Uh Junior Maffia
Uh-uh I like this
To all the ladies in the place with style and grace
Allow me to lace these lyrical dusches in your bushes
Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies
The back of the club sippin mo wetter when you find me
The back of the club mackin hoes, my crews behind me
Mad question askin', blunt passin, music blastin'
Poppa just can't quit
Because one of these honies Biggie got to creep with
Sleep with, keep the a secret, why not?
Why blow up my spot cause we both got hot?
Now check it, I got more mack than Craigin 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 GS-3
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 honey's gettin money playin niggers like dumbies, huh
I love it when you call me Big Poppa
You got your gun up in your face
Please don;t shoot up the place (Why?)
Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be havin my baby, uh baby

Straight up honey, really I'm askin
Most of these niggers think they be mackin but they be actin
Who they attracting 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 to you smile, what numbers to dial
You gonna be here for a while
I'm gonna call my crew, you go call your crew
We can rendezvous at the bar around two
Plans to leave, throw the keys to Little Cease
Pull the truck up front and roll up the next blunt
So we can steam on the way to the tele, gon 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 tele, we just go to the crib
Watch a movie in the jacuzzi, smoke L's while you do me


Puffy: How ya livin Biggie Smalls?
Biggie: In mansions and Benzes, givin m's to my friends and it feels
Tremendous cream, fuck a dollar and a dream
Steel toed gat strap with infared beams
Choppin hoes, smokin la in Optimos
Money hoes and clothes, all a nigger knows
A foolish pleasure, whatever
I had to find a buried treasure so grams I had to measure
However livin better now, coochies wetter now
Drop top the m's, I'm the man, girlfriend
Puffy: Honey, check it tell your friends to get with my friends
And we can be friends
Shit, we can do this every weekend, all right
Is that all right with you
Keep Bangin


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Puff Daddy
Biggie Smalls
Junior Maffia
Representin, baby baby