Mindless Self Indulgence Lyric Book

Big Poppa (originally by Notorious B.I.G)

To all the ladies in the place with style and grace

Allow me to lace lyrical douches in your bushes

Who rock grooves and make moves with all the moms?

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 honeys Biggie gots ta creep with

Sleep with, keep the EP a secret

Why blow up my spot cause we both got hot

I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed

Believe me sweetie 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

I got chronic I got chronic I-I-I-I-I-I got the chronic

(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)

Throw your hands in the air, if you are a true player

(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)

To all the honeys gettin money playin niggaz like dummies (ooh)

(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 (Why?)

Cause I see some ladies tonight (uh uh)

Cause I see some ladies tonight (uh uh)

Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby

Baybeh

(Straight up honey really I'm askin

Most of these niggaz think that they be mackin

But they're just mother-fucking 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 you what your interests are, and "who you be with"?

Things to make you smile, what number 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

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 my crib

and watch a movie in jacuzzi smokin big L's while you do me

(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)

Throw your hands in the air, if you are a true player

(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)

To all the honeys gettin money playin niggaz like dummies (ooh)

(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 (Why?)

Cause I see some ladies tonight (uh uh)

Cause I see some ladies tonight (uh uh)

Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby

Baybeh

(How ya livin Biggie Smallz?) In mansion and Benz's

Is givin ends to my friends and it feels stupendous

Tremendous cream, fuck a dollar and a dream

A still tote gats strapped with infrared beams

Choppin o's, smokin lye an' Optimo's

Money hoes and clothes all a nigga knows

A foolish pleasure, whatever

I had to find the buried treasure, so-so-so-so-so-so grams I had to measure

Living better now, Gucci sweater now

Drop top BM's I'm the man girlfriend

Living better now, Gucci sweater now

Drop top BM's, DROP TOP BM'S

(Oh honey, Check it, Tell your friends, to get with MY friends

And we can BE friends

We can do this every god damn weekend...keep bangin)

(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)

Throw your hands in the air, if you are a true player

(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)

To all the honeys 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 (Why?)

Cause I see some ladies tonight (uh uh)

Cause I see some ladies tonight (uh uh)

Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby

Baybeh