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1.    Hah, sicka than your average Poppa,

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    twist cabbage off instinct niggaz don't think shit stink.

      D                                   C

    Pink gators, my Detroit players,

      D                                               C

    Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn.

              D                                  C

    Dead right, if the head right, Biggie there ery'night,

       D                                                  C

    Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos.

               D                                     C

    Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who,

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    do something to us, talk go through us.

 

      D                                  C

    Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us.

             D                                   C

    Who us ? Yeah, Poppa and Puff.

        D                                                          C

    Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch,

      D                                                        C

    dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3.

              D                           C

    Bang every MC easily, busily,

     D                                                   C

    recently niggaz frontin ain't sayin nuttin.

         D                                                   C

    So I just speak my piece, keep my piece,

       D                                                         C

    Cubans with the Jesus piece with my peeps.

      D                                                     C

    Packin, askin who want it, you got it nigga,

       D                                                 C

    flaunt it, that Brooklyn bullshit, we on it.

 

  D                                               C

Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see,

  D                                                        C

sometimes your words just hypnotize me ?

       D                                   C

And I just love your flashy ways,

    D                                                                C

guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid.

 

+  repeat CHORUS

 

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2. I put hoes in NY onto DKNY,

      D                                    C

    Miami, D.C. prefer Versace.

     D                                                 C

    All Philly hoes, dough and Moschino,

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    every cutie wit a booty bought a Coogi.

                 D                                                                     C

    Now who's the real dookie, meanin who's really the shit,

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    them niggaz ride dicks, Frank White push the sticks.

                  D                                C

    On the Lexus, LX, four and a half,

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    bulletproof glass tints if I want some ass.

 

               D                                                C

    Gon' blast squeeze first ask questions last,

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    that's how most of these so-called gangsters pass.

         D                                                          C

    At last, a nigga rappin bout blunts and broads,

     D                                    C

    tits and bras, menage-a-tois,

               D                                                            C

    sex in expensive cars, I still leave you on the pavement,

     D                                  C

    condo paid for, no car payment.

     D                                                 C

    At my arraignment, note for the plantiff,

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    your daughter's tied up in a Brooklyn basement.

       D                                                   C

    Face it, not guilty, that's how I stay filthy,

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    richer than Richie, till you niggaz come and get me.

 

  D                                               C

Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see,

  D                                                        C

sometimes your words just hypnotize me ?

       D                                   C

And I just love your flashy ways,

    D                                                                C

guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid.

 

+  repeat CHORUS

 

    D                                                C

3. I can fill ya wit real millionaire shit,

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    escargot, my car go,

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    one sixty, swiftly, wreck it buy a new one,

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    your crew run run run, your crew run run.

          D                                                  C

    I know you sick of this, name brand nigga wit,

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    flows girls say he's sweet like licorice.

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    So get with this nigga, it's easy,

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    girlfriend, here's a pen, call me round ten.

 

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    Come through, have sex on rugs that's Persian,

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    come up to your job, hit you while you workin.

            D                                          C

    For certain, Poppa freakin, not speakin,

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    leave that ass leakin, like rapper demo.

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    Tell them hoe, take they clothes off slowly,

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    hit em wit the force like Obe, dick black like Toby.

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    Watch me roam like Gobe, lucky they don't owe me,

         D                                   C

    where the safe show me, homey, homey.

 

  D                                               C

Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see,

  D                                                        C

sometimes your words just hypnotize me ?

       D                                  C

And I just love your flashy ways,

    D                                                                C

guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid.

 

+  repeat CHORUS (3x) .....