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Uh, uh
As we proceed to give you what you need
9-5, motherfucker
Get live, motherfucker
Biggie, give me one more chance
Biggie, Biggie, give me one more chance (Check it out, uh)
Biggie, give me one more chance
Biggie, Biggie, give me one more chance (Check it out, uh)
Biggie, give me one more chance
Biggie, Biggie, give me one more chance (Check it out, uh)
Biggie, give me one more chance
Biggie, Biggie, give me one more chance (Junior M.A.F.I.A.)
First things first, I poppa, freaks all the honies
Dummies, playboy bunnies, those wanting money
Those the ones I like cause they don't get missing
But penetration unless it smells like sanitation
Garbage, I turn like doorknobs
Heartthrob, never, black and ugly as ever
However, I stay Coogi down to the socks
Rings and watch filled with rocks
And my jam knock in your Mitsubishi
Gulp VP when they see me, never hoop-creep me in they teepee
As I lay down laws like Alan Copit
Stop it, if you think you're gonna make a profit
Don't see my ones, don't see my guns, get it?
Now tell your friends Poppa hit it, then split it
In two, as I flow with the Junior M.A.F.I.A
I don't know what the hell stopping ya
I'm clocking ya, Versace shade watching ya
Once your grin, I'm in, game begin
First I talk about how I dress as this and diamond necklaces
Stretch Lexuses, dissect sex is just immaculate
From the back I get deeper and deeper, help you reach the climax
That your man can't make, call him, tell him you'll be home real late
Sing the break, uh
(Biggie, give me give me one more chance)
Give me, one more!
(Biggie, Biggie, give me one more chance)
(Biggie, give me one more chance)
(Biggie, Biggie, give me one more chance)
She's sick of that song on how it's so long
Thought he worked tails until I handled my business
There I is, Major Pain like Damon Wayans
Low down dirty even like his brother Keenen
Scheming, don't leave your girl around me
True player for real, ask Puffy Daddy
You ringing bells with bags from Chanel
Baby Ben's traded in your Hyundai Excel
Fully equipped, CD changer with the cell
She beat me, meet me at 12
Where you at? Flipping jobs, paying car notes
While I'm swimming in your women like the breaststroke
Right stroke, left stroke was the best stroke
Death stroke, tongue all down her throat
Nothing left to do but send her home to you, I'm through
Can you sing a song for me, Boo?
(give me, give me one more)
(give me one more chance) saying baby give me on more chance
(Biggie, give me one more chance)
(Biggie, Biggie, give me one more chance)
So what's it gonna be, him or me?
You can cruise the world with pearls, Gator boots for girls
The envy of all women, crushed linen
Cartier wrist wear with diamonds in them
The finest women, I love with the passion
Your man's a wimp, I give that ass a good thrashing
High fashion, flying in the Allstates
Sexing me while your man masturbates
Isn't this great? Your flight leaves at eight
Her flight lands at nine, my game just reminds
Lyrically I'm supposed to represent
I'm not only a client, I'm the player president
(give me, give me one more)
(give me one more chance) saying baby give me one more chance
(Biggie, give me one more chance)
(Biggie, Biggie, give me one more chance)
(Biggie, give me one more chance)
(Biggie, Biggie, give me one more chance)
(I got the good love for you that you didn't know)
(Biggie, give me one more chance)
(Biggie, Biggie, give me one more chance)