Amerigo Gazaway - B​.​I​.​G. Poppa’s Got A Brand New Bag lyrics

This is a hit!
And if you don't know, now you know, na ()

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 mamis? The back of the club
Sippin' Moët 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
Because one of these honeys Biggie
Got to creep with
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 fuckin' players
Jump in the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS3
I got the chronic by the tree

I love it when you call me Big Poppa!
(Papa's got a brand new bag)
I love it when you call me Big Poppa!
Papa's got a brand new bag
And if you don't know, now you know, na ()

Straight up, honey, really I'm askin'
Most of these niggas think they be mackin'
But they be actin'
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 interests are
Who you be with things that make you smile
What numbers to dial
You gon' be here for a while?
I'm gon' go call my crew
You go call your crew
We can rendezvous at the bar around 2
Plans to leave, throw the keys to Lil Cease
Pull the truck up front
And roll up the next blunt
So we can steam on the way to the telly
Go fill my belly
A T-bone steak, cheese eggs and Welch's grape
Conversate for a few
‘cause in a few we gon' do
What we came to do, ain't that right, boo?
(true)
Forget the telly, we just go to the crib
And watch a movie in the jacuzzi
Smoke L's while you do me

I love it when you call me Big Poppa!
(Papa's got a brand new bag)
I love it when you call me Big Poppa!
Papa's got a brand new bag
And if you don't know, now you know, na ()

(How you living
Biggie Smalls?) In mansions and Benzes
Givin' ends to my friends
And it feels stupendous
Tremendous cream: fuck a dollar and a dream
Still tote gats strapped with infrared beams
Choppin' Os, smokin' la in Optimos
Money, hoes and clothes: all a nigga knows
A foolish pleasure? Whatever
I had to find the buried treasure
So grams I had to measure
However, living better now, Coogi sweater now
Drop top BM's, I'm the man, girlfriend

I love it when you call me Big Poppa!
(Papa's got a brand new bag)
I love it when you call me Big Poppa!
Papa's got a brand new bag
And if you don't know, now you know, na ()

Hey hey! Hey hey!