Rap Music Lyrics Big Poppa by BIG

Here's the rap music lyrics for Notrious' BIG song, Big Poppa> The song comes from BIG's debut album, Ready to Die (released 1994). Big Poppa by Notorious BIG (Ready to Die) BIG Intro Uh, uh, check it out Junior M.A.F.I.A., uh, um (i like this, yeah) Uh, yeah, 94' BIG Verse 1: 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 Because 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 hot 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 fuckin 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 n----s 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 Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby, Bay-be! BIG Verse 2: Straight up honey really I'm askin Most of these n----s 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 Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby Bay-be! BIG Verse 3: (How ya livin Biggie Smallz?) In mansion and Benz's Givin ends to my friends and it feels stupendous Tremendous cream, f--- a dollar and a dream (whaat) Still tote gats strapped with infrared beams Choppin o's, smokin lye an' Optimo's Money h--s and clothes all a n----a 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, (check it) Tell your friends, to get with my friends (your freinds) And we can be friends Shit we can do this every weekend (that's right) 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 n----s 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 Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby Bay-be! Outro - BIG Talking Uhh, Check it out, My full s--t, for that a--, Uhh, Puff Daddy, Biggie Smalls, Junior M.A.F.I.A., represent baby bay-bay! Uh! See more rap music lyrics here.