One More Chance (Hip Hop Radio Edit) (Hip Hop Radio Edit; 2014 Remaster)

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)