• 																					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, sippin Moet, 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
    Cause one of these honies Biggie gots ta creep with
    Sleep with, keep the ep a secret why not
    Why blow up my spot cause we both got caught
    Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
    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, true f*ckin players
    Jump in the Rover and come over
    tell your friends jump in the Gs3,I got the chronic by the tree

    Chorus:

    [I love it when you call me big pop-pa]
    Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player
    [I love it when you call me big pop-pa]
    To the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies
    [I love it when you call me big pop-pa]
    If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place
    (why?)Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby
    Baby

    Verse Two:

    Straight up honey really I'm askin
    Most of these niggaz 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 what your interests are, who you be with
    Things to 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 two
    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 [truuuueee]
    Forget the telly we just go to the crib
    and watch a movie in the jacuzzi smoke l's while you do me

    Chorus

    [I love it when you call me big pop-pa]
    Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player
    [I love it when you call me big pop-pa]
    To the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies
    [I love it when you call me big pop-pa]
    If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place
    (why?)Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby
    Baby

    Verse Three:

    [How ya livin Biggie Smallz] 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 o's, smokin lines, optimo's
    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, Gucci sweater now
    Drop top Bm's I'm the man girlfriend
    [Honey check it
    Tell your friends, to get with my friends
    And we can be friends
    Sh*t we can do this every weekend
    Aight? Is that aight with you?
    Yeah... keep bangin]

    Chorus

    [I love it when you call me big pop-pa]
    Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player
    [I love it when you call me big pop-pa]
    To the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies
    [I love it when you call me big pop-pa]
    If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place
    (why?)Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby
    Baby

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