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Biggie:
First things first, I poppa, freaks all
the honies
Dummies, playboy bunnies, those wantin
money
Those the ones I like cause they don't
get nathan
but penetration, unless it smells like
sanitation
Garbage, I turn like doorknobs
Heart throb, 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 the Mitsubishi
Girls pee pee when they see me
Navajos creep me in they tee pee
As I lay down laws like Alan Coppet
Stop it - if you think they gonna make
a prophet
Don't see my ones, don't see my guns -
get it
Now tell ya 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's stoppin ya
I'm clockin ya, Versace shades watchin
ya
Once ya grin, I'm in game, begin
First I talk about how I dresses this
In diamond necklasses - stretch Lexuses
The sex is just immaculate from the back
I get
Deeper and deeper, help ya reach the
climax that your man can't make
Call him, tell him you'll be home real
late
and sing the break
Faith, Mary J. Blige, etc:
One more chance
Biggie give me one more chance
One more chance
Biggie give me one more chance
Verse Two:
She's sick of that song on how it's so
long
Thought he worked his until I handled
my biz
There I is; Major Payne like Damon Wayans
Low Down Dirty even like his brother Keenan
Schemin, don't leave ya girl round me
True player for real, ask Puff Daddy
You ringin bells with bags from Chanel
Baby Benz, traded in your Hyundai Excel
Fully equipped, CD changer with the cell
She beeped me, meet me at twelve
Where you at? Flippin jobs, playin
car notes?
While I'm swimmin in ya women like the
breast stroke
Right stroke, left stroke was the best
stroke
Death stroke - tongue all down her throat
Nuttin left to do but send her home to
you
I'm through - can ya sing the song for
me, boo?
Faith, Mary J. Blige, etc:
Baby here I am
All I need is one more chance
I can help you find yourself
You don't need nobody else
One more chance
Biggie give me one more chance
One more chance
Biggie give me one more chance
Verse Three:
So, what's it gonna be, him or me?
We can cruise the world with pearls, gator
boots for girls
The envy of all women, crush linen
Cardea wrist-wear with diamonds in em
The finest women I love with a passion
Ya man's a wimp, I give that ass a good
thrashin
High fashion - flyin into all states
Sexin me while ya man masturbates
Isn't this great? Your flight leaves
at eight
Her flight lands at nine, my game just
rewinds
Lyrically I'm supposed to represent
I'm not only the client, I'm the player
president
Faith, Mary J. Blige, etc:
One more chance
Biggie give me one more chance
One more chance
Biggie give me one more chance