[Intro]
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E5
Uh, uh, uh, come on
[Verse 1]
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E5 D5 Em
Hah, sicker than your average Poppa twist
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cabbage off instinct
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Niggas don't think shit stink Pink gators, my Detroit players
Em
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Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn
E5 D5 Em
Dead right, if the head right, Biggie there every night
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Poppa been smooth since days of Underoos
E5 D5 Em
Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who
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Do somethin' to us, talk go through us
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Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us
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Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff
E5 D5 Em
Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch
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Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M threes
E5 D5 Em
Bang every MC easily, busily
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Recently niggas frontin', ain't sayin' nothin'
E5 D5 Em
So I just speak my piece, keep my peace
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Cubans with the Jesus piece, with my peeps
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Packin', askin', "Who want it?"
D5 Em E5
You got it, nigga, flaunt it
That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it
[Chorus (1)]
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E5 D5 Em
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
E5
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
E5 D5 Em E5
And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
E5 D5 Em
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
E5
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
E5 D5 Em E5
And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
[Verse 2]
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E5 D5
I put hoes in N Y onto D K N Y
Em E5
Miami, D. C. prefer Versace
E5 D5
All Philly hoes go with Moschino
Em E5
Every cutie with a booty bought a Coogi
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Now who's the real dookie? Meaning, who's really the shit?
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Em E5
Them niggas ride dicks, Frank White push the six
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Or the Lexus, L X, four and a half
Em E5
Bulletproof glass, tints if I want some ass
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Gonna blast, squeeze first, ask questions last
Em E5
That's how most of these so called gangsters pass
E5 D5 Em
At last, a nigga rappin' 'bout blunts and broads
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Tits and bras, menage a trois, sex in expensive cars I'll still leave you on the
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pavement
Em
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Condo paid for, no car payment
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At my arraignment, note for the plaintiff
Em E5
"Your daughter's tied up in a Brooklyn basement"
E5 D5 Em
Face it, not guilty, that's how I stay filthy
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Richer than Richie, 'til you niggas come and get me
[Verse 3]
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E5 D5 Em
I can fill you with real millionaire shit
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Escargot, my car go, one sixty, swiftly
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Wreck it, buy a new one
Em E5
Your crew run run run, your crew run run
E5 D5 Em
I know you sick of this, name brand nigga with
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Flows, girls say he's sweet like licorice
E5 D5 Em
So, get with this nigga, it's easy Girl
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friend, here's a pen, call me round ten
E5 D5 Em
Come through, have sex on rugs that's Persian
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Come up to your job, hit you while you workin'
E5 D5 Em
For certain, Poppa freakin', not speakin'
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Leave that ass leakin', like rapper demo
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Tell them ho take they clothes off slowly
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Hit 'em with the force like Obi
Dick black like Toby
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Watch me roam like Romey Lucky they don't owe me
Em
E5
Where the safe? Show me, homie
[Chorus (2)]
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E5 D5 Em
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
E5
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
E5 D5 Em E5
And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
E5 D5 Em
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
E5
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
E5 D5 Em E5
And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
E5 D5 Em
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
E5
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
E5 D5 Em E5
And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
[Outro/Fade Out]
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E5 D5 Em
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
E5
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
E5 D5 Em E5
And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
E5 D5 Em
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
E5
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
E5 D5 Em E5
And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid