Big Poppa (Club Mix) (Club Mix; 2014 Remaster)

Uh uh, check it out, uh, Junior Mafia uh

I like this, yeah, uh, yeah, 94

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' ***, my crew's behind me

Mad question askin', *** passin', music blastin', but I just can't quit

Because one of these honies biggie gotta 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 da life players

Jump in the Rover and come over

Tell your friends jump in the GS-3, I got the *** by the tree

I love it when you call me big poppa

Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player

I love it when you call me big poppa

To the honies gettin' money playin' fellas like dummies

I love it when you call me big poppa

If you got a *** up in your waist please don't shoot up the place, why?

'Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be havin' my baby, baby, uh

Straight up honey really I'm askin'

Most of these fellas 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