Uh, uh, it out (yeah) M.A.F.I.A. (hehe, mm) Uh (I like this) Yeah, yeah. (keep bangin)
To all the ladies in the place style and grace Allow me to lace these douches, in your bushes Who rock grooves and make with all the mommies The of the club, sippin' Moet, is where you'll find me (what?) The of the club, mackin' hoes, my crew's behind me (huh) Mad question askin', blunt passin', blastin' But I just quit 'Cause one of these honies Biggie gots ta with Sleep with, the ep a secret why not Why up my spot 'cause we both got hot Now check it, I got more Mack Craig and in the bed me sweety I got enough to feed the needy No to be greedy I got mad friends with Benz's C-notes by the layers, true fuckin'' in the Rover and come over Tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the chronic by the
"I love it when you me big poppa" Throw your in the air, if you'se a true player "I it when you call me big pop-pa" To the honies gettin' money playin' like dummies "I love it when you me big poppa" If you got a gun up in your please don't shoot up the place (why?) 'Cause I see some ladies tonight should be havin' my baby, baby
up honey really I'm askin' Most of these niggas think be mackin' but they be actin Who they attractin' with that line, "What's your name what's sign?" Soon as he buy wine I just creep up from behind And ask what interests are, who you be with to make you smile, what numbers to dial You gon' be for a while, I'm gon' go call my crew You go call crew We can rendezvous at the bar two Plans to leave, throw the keys to 'Lil the truck up, front, and roll up the next blunt So we can steam on the way to the telly go my belly A steak, cheese eggs and Welch's grape Conversate for a few, in a few, we gon' do What we to do, ain't that right boo (true) Forget the telly we go to the crib and a movie in the jacuzzi smoke L's while you do me
"I it when you call me big pop-pa" Throw your hands in the air, if youse a player "I love it you call me big pop-pa" To the honies gettin' money niggas like dummies "I it when you call me big pop-pa" If you got a gun up in your waist don't shoot up the place (why?) 'Cause I see ladies tonight that should be havin' my baby, baby
(How ya livin' Smalls?) In mansion and Benz's givin' to my friends and it feels stupendous cream, fuck a dollar and a dream Still tote gats strapped with infrared (what?) Choppin O's, smokin' lye an' hoes and clothes all a nigga knows A pleasure, whatever I had to find the buried treasure, so I had to measure living better now, Gucci sweater now Drop top BM's, I'm the man
Honey it, tell your friends, to get with my friends And we can be friends, shit we can do this weekend Is that aight with you? Yeah, keep bangin'
"I love it you call me big poppa" Throw your hands in the air, if youse a player "I love it you call me big poppa" To the honies gettin' money playin' niggas like "I love it you call me big pop-pa" If you got a gun up in your waist please don't up the place (why?) 'Cause I see some tonight that should be havin' my baby, baby
Uh, check it out, nine-fo' for dat ass Daddy, Biggie Smalls, Junior M.A.F.I.A, represent baby, baby! Uh