Lyrics:
Certified Shit Popper
Can't trust these bitches
Most of em be dick hoppers
Said he want war no biggie like big poppa
Shoot at his feet make him dance
hangin' out the window screamin' there I go
Me and my niggas in the 98 black Volvo
And the diamonds bezeled ready I yes this me
Ride with us come see
Let's go
Yeah
B-B-Baby
Ooh
Ooh
B-B-Baby
B-B-Baby
Vibe
Yeah
Know I like it when you call me big poppa
Know I like it when you call me big poppa
Know
Don’t Get it Back To me
Shake your head get it back to me
Big poppa gave lessons free
Get it get it back to me
Don’t Get it Back To me
Shake your
mntanam unyamezele kuba mnyama xakuzawlunga.
Umthandazo Luthando umThandazo ngu ndoqo………..
Ngeny’ imini Oooh sizo poppa ye Mama………………………
(Hook)
Somebody tell me what I'm doing wrong
I'm tryna get right
Poppa wanna a brand new bag
I want the good life /
I want the brakes off /
Hope to God for mercy
And next time don't be a liar
Be for real,
Cause a real nigga never dies
Now I know who love's me
Just by looking
baby boy to be a big, big man
Told momma poppa I all ready to go
Packed my clothes and the old pay roll
Moved down the bayou just around the bend
I told ya fuckin' ass I be back
In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac
License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho
Chillin' by ya boy house kissin'
And it's hey before the jay but baby call me big poppa
2022 and I'm still breaking rules
I'm lavar ball never lost never lose
Bubble bath and I'm on my
[Notorious B.I.G]
I went from construction Timbs, to Ac's with rims
Flippin mix tapes - to bitches feedin me grapes
Peep my mind state, Big Poppa
drippin'
Big poppa never slippin'
H-class diamonds shinin'
Dinner with the wifey winin', dinin'
Smoking cigars in Bogota
With Colombian niggas named
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the pavement that's my way of sending love
So, give Big a hug, tell Aaliyah I said hi
'Til the next time I see her, on the other side
He was just some thug
the devil at 16
In the trap smokin big green
Bustin lines out tell em line up
I'm surrounded by some big fiends
Landlord smokin crack in the back
Needles in
I told ya fuckin' ass I be back
In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac
License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho
Chillin' by ya boy house kissin'
my bitches like Ivana
Dolce and Gabana
Dippin'
Big poppa never slippin'
H-class diamonds shinin'
Dinner with the wifey winin', dinin'
Smoking cigars in
the west Texas town
[Chorus]
Baby, turn the porch light on
Your big Poppa's coming home
To that west Texas town
Aww...
gun-dermatologist (me)
One gun by the hip (uh-oh), show you how the Poppa's sit (pop, pop, pop)
Believe me, my bullets bite with a lobster grip (damn)
And trust
to bitches feedin' me grapes
Peep my mind state, Big Poppa flow is lethal
That weed wanna make my ass wanna kill four people
Fuck the game, gimme the chain
dead pon line of duty
Mi say
There's no peace inna war drive by inna car
They don't know what they are fighting for
AK's, SLR poppa cry, mama bawl
They
face and then I'm Swayze (bitch)
Recognize G, straight up, I can't knock ya
After Big Poppa, fuck ALL of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
The whole clique, dick sucked,
Please don't call me
by my name when we here
people watching
They be talking
They be hating when they see us
Big Dipper
I'm Talking big shit
Got
my bitches like Ivana
Dolce and Gabana
Dippin'
Big poppa never slippin'
H-class diamonds shinin'
Dinner with the wifey winin', dinin'
Smoking cigars in
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