Big Poppa (Jermaine Dupri Remix)

<br>Verse One: <br><br>To all the ladies in the place with style and grace <br>Allow me to lace these lyrical dooches in your bushes <br>Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies <br>The back of the club sippin` Moet is where you`ll find me <br>The back of the club mackin hoes my crew`s behind me <br>Mad question askin` blunt passin music blastin` <br>But I just can`t quit <br>Cause one of these honies Biggie got to creep with <br>Sleep with, keep the ep a secret why not? <br>Why blow up my spot cause we both got hot <br>Now check it, I got more Mck than Craig and in the bed <br>Believe me sweetie I got enough to feed the needy <br>No need to be greedy, I got mad friends with Benzes <br>C`Notes by the layers, true fuckin players <br>Jump in the Rover and come over <br>tell your friends jump in thje GS3, I got the chronic by the tree <br><br>Chorus: <br><br>[ I love it when you call me big pop-pa] x3 <br>Throw your hands in the air, if youse a tru playa <br>To the honies gettin money playin niggas like dummies <br>If you gun up in your waist, don`t shoot up the place <br>Cause I see some ladies tonite who should be havin my ba-by, <br>baybee, uh <br><br>Verse Two: <br><br>Straight up honey really i`m asking <br>Most of these niggas think they me mackin`, but they be acting <br>Who they attractin` with that line <br>"What`s your name, what`s your sign?" <br>Soon as he buy that wine, I just creep up from behind <br>And ask you what your interest are, who you be wit? <br>Things to make you smile, what number to dial <br>You gon` be here for a while, I`m gon` call my crew <br>You go call your crew <br>We can rendezvous at the bar around two <br>or three o` clock, Lil Ceas pull the truck up out the parking lot <br>Roll the blunts cause he like to spark a lot <br>So we can steam on the way to the telly go fill my belly <br>A T-bone steak, cheese eggs, and Welches grape <br>Conversate for a few, cause in a few, we gon` do <br>What we came to do, ain`t that right boo( truuuue) <br>Forget the telly, we just go to the crib <br>And watch a MOOVAE <br>In the JUCUZAE, BAY-BAY <br><br>Chorus <br><br>Verse Three <br><br>[Jermaine Dupri] <br>How does a true playa live? <br>[B.I.G.] <br>Nigga, Versace down <br>Donna Karan, Diamonds glarin` <br>Niggaz starin` <br>Now I got my pants draggin <br>In the Benz wagon, Raggin` sippin` D.P. <br>On my way to D.C. <br>The biggest willies <br>Smokin` phillies <br>Tying skunk together <br>Junior M.A.F.I.A. forever <br>Thuggin to say youngin and you knows that <br>I step in where the Mo and the Hoes at, BABY <br>Niggaz know the better on the Coogi sweater <br>Butter leather , chrome beretta see <br>You know who that nigga be <br><br>Outro: Jermaine Dupri <br><br>Shit you ain`t know, ha ha, That`s the stride for ninety-five Baby <br>Straight up playerlistic mentality <br>You just do your thing, Cause i`m definintley gone do mine <br>And we gon` hook up a lil later and do thing you never heard of <br>Can you feel me? <br><br>Chorus