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Big Poppa

Celebrity All Star Jam

Ultimate House Party 2000, Vol. 1

2000

Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin" players
Jump in the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the chronic by the tree

"I

chosen
I know you got others but focus
On me
For the moment
Stay by my side
I'll treat you right
Won't leave you lonely
I'm not these niggas
I don't play

I cannot say what I wanna
I am not my own, I'm a runner
I run these words and track the beat
Who backing me? What can I say but a stunner
Number one;

or get back it's your choice but we coming in
You can play it and try to make it but I'm sure that we gonna win
No longer a slave to sin
My Christ is

you blind
I'm running away


Still quiet
Simply aching to get back
Lack of time - we face the fact
I'm rushing


A simple bad luck
It's taking your

ground feel like a mountain peak
Highs got me like I'm ridin' on the falcon's wings
But crash fast like I'm fallin' off a balcony

Grass-low I'm not

I went a little far song not bout them
Still got picked on didn't have no timbs
I remember catch da bus went to Huntington
Couple haters gettin' buck

(yeah, yeah)
Do You wanna go on a ride (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, walkin' on the bridge, then I threw my sins over the deep end
And I'm Sippin' 'til my stomach

the good die young
But if you ask me, I'm good too though, I'm still here, what the fuck going on
All these fraud ass niggas want attention, I ain't giving

and Haitian Bitch, try to play games, but I'm not a PlayStation
Bitch, I ain't a stupid hoe Had to play my cards right, something like Yu-Gi-Oh

Me and Tempo

is livin' a lie

So all in all, they livin' to die
But not me, though
I'ma keep it real with all of my people
I'm tryin' to get C-notes

These niggas

Pretty pretty pretty
Put your face in the smoke
Smoke jock
Smoke

Put the beat over the stove
All I need is five minutes
Still with the audio dope

over a cup of joe
With someone you don't even know
Really, you don't know who I am…)

He sat there
His eyes still weren't focusing
He said, "I can see

The way I write my words vicious
Ain't no kiddin', You better not let em get in
Carry On
Ooooooo
Don't Let Em
Get In Your Head
Ooooooo
Just Carry
Never

a direction, that you don’t understand
Have you stressing, over messing around with still people who stand
Around and do nothing with themselves
I wanna go build

I've been through 
You'd thought that I've seen it all 
But we're still getting older 
And the world's not moving any slower 
So by the time that you

off the ship before you knew
It would burn
Sad to say Im not okay
Wait hold on, is that okay?
You ruined all that I was

So I burned the ships
Got you

Magic

It's not a simple thing for me to say I care
And even harder still to know what else to share
Seems I've always chosen to find my way by feel

Old friend.
You coward.
Can I raise my head to see?

This end game.
Is a tsunami.
Rejection crashes over me.

She said i'd see you in the end. 
My

the peace
I'm trying to to keep the faith
I'm already dead
Deep beneath the grave
Flowers over head is the only way I can get you to listen

I just caught a glimpse
How the fuck did I miss that?
Thinking this was it
Writing from a fool's hand
Going over scripts
Misled by a new land

to brag, but that even my bag
Baby, I’m Big Daddy Drip, I don’t play like that
Baby, you’re safe with Zach
Let me keep it stack
Rather have 2 jobs, not 2

zone
Gave you niggas the soul, they copied my flow, im switching the tempo
Cant kiss the game goodbye, im all in my prime, im still in da endzone
Iont

clients, but you're not the only one, stoned sex session, she's a
Seasoned seductress, not some clueless virgin actress, because of quarantine, lady in