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