Mindless Self Indulgence Big Poppa [Live] Lyrics

To all the ladies in the place with style and grace
Allow me to lace these lyrical douches in your bushes
Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies
The back of the club, sippin' moet is where you'll find me
The back of the club, mackin hoes, my crew's behind me
Mad question askin', blunt passin, music blastin'
But I just can't quit
Cause one of these f___ers I got to sleep
Sleep with; keep the EP a secret why not?
Why blow up my spot cause we both got hot
Now check it, I got more mack than Craig and in the bed
Believe me sweetie I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy, I got mad friends with benzes
C'notes by the layers, true f___in players
Jump in the rover and come over
I got the chronic

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I love it when you call me big pop-pa
Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true playa
I love it when you call me big pop-pa
To the honies gettin money playin n____s like dummies
I love it when you call me big pop-pa
If you gun up in your waist, don't shoot up the place
Cause I see some ladies tonight (uh uh)
I see some ladies tonight (uh uh)
I see some ladies tonight
Who should be havin my baby, ba-by

Straight up honey really I'm asking
Most of these n____s think they me mackin', BULLSHIT, they are just mother f___ing acting
Who they attractin' with that line
"what's your name, what's your sign?"
Soon as he buy that wine, I just creep up from behind
and ask you what your interest are, who you be wit?
Things to make you smile, what number to dial
you gonna be here for a while, I'm gonna call my crew
you go call your crew
we can rendezvous at the bar around two
Or three o' clock, Roll up the next blunt
in the my jaccuzi, your Jacuzzi is big enough for you