Karaoké Big Poppa The Notorious B.I.G.

Uh, uh check it out uh

Junior Mafia uh

Uh, yeah, yeah, now funk

To all the ladies in the place with style and grace allow me

To lace dese lyrical douches in your bushes

Who rock grooves an' make move wit all the mommies

Da back o' da club sippin'

Moet is where you find me

The back of the club mackin' hoes my crew's behind me

Mad question askin' blunt passin' music blastin'

Bud that jus' can't quit because one o' dese hunnies

Biggie got to creep wit

Sleep wit keep da epi secret why not

Why blow up my spot 'cos we both got hot now check it

I got more mack than crankin' in da bed

Believe me sweetie

I got enough to feed the needy uh

No need to get greedy

I got mad friends wit Benzes

C notes by the layers true fuckin' players uh

Jump in the Rover an' come over tell ya friends

Jump in the GF3 I got the chronic by the tree

Throw ya hands in the air ya if you's a true player

To the hunnies gittin' money playin niggas like dummies hu

Ya got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place

'Cos I see some ladies tonight that should be havin' my baby baby

Straight up honey really I'm askin'

Most o' dese niggas think dey be mackin' but dey be actin'

Who dey attracin' wit dat line what's yo name what's yo sign

Soon as he buy dat wine I jus' creep up from behind uh

An' ask you what your interest's are who you be wit

Things that make you smile what numbers to dial

You gon' be here for a while

I'm gon' call my crew

You go call your crew we can rendez-vous at the bar around two

Plans to leave throw the keys to little Ceaz'

Pull the truck up front an' roll up the next blunt

So we could scheme on the way to the tele go fill my belly

A T bone steak cheese eggs an' Welch's grape

Conversate fo' a few 'cos in a few we gon' do what

We came to do ain't dat right Beau

Forget the tele we jus' go to the crib

An' watch a movie in the Ja'coszi smoke el's while you do me

Throw ya hands in the air ya if you's a true player

To the hunnies gettin' money playin' niggas like dummies

Ya got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place

'Cos I see some ladies tonight that should be havin' my baby baby

In mansion an' Benzes givin' ends to

My friends an' it feels stupendous

Tremendous cream fuck a dollar an' a dream uh

Still token' strapped wit infra red beams what

Choppin' ohs smokin' line Optimo's

Money hoes an' clothes all a nigga knows

A foolish pleasure whatever

I had to find

The buried treasure so grams

I had to measure

However livin' better now

Gucci sweater now

Drop top BMs

I'm the man girlfriend

Throw ya hands in the air ya if you's a true player

To the hunnies gittin' money playin' niggas like dummies

Ya got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place

'Cos I see some ladies tonight that should be havin' my baby baby

Uh, check it out while I fool shit for the house

Put that in Biggie Smalls

Junior Mafia representin' baby baby uh