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One More Chance Lyrics - Artist : Notorious B.I.G., The
All you hoes calling here for my daddy, get off his dick
Like that, mommy? Hi, daddy, how you doing? This is Tyiest I was thinking about you last night, mm You actin' like you can't call me no more 'cause you busy and all of that But you trying to tell me it wasn't good? That shit is real fucked up what you did I hooked you up with my girl and shit You fucked her every time you see her You don't even say shit to her, you know what I'm saying? And all that bitch do is call me all day talking about you "Why the fuck B.I.G. don't want me?" Yo, B.I.G., this is Quita Kenya told me she saw you and Shanie at the mall and I know you ain't fucking her You fucked with me last night That's my best friend and we don't get down like that Yeah, motherfucker, this is Stephanie I was waiting outside for your ass for like a fucking hour I don't know what's going on, motherfuckers trying to rob me You be disappearing and shit, I'm waiting in the cold What the fuck is going on? When you get in give me a fucking call, alright? When it comes to sex, I'm similar to the Thrilla in Manila Honeys call me "Bigga the Condom Filler" Whether it's stiff tongue or stiff dick Biggie squeeze it to make shit fit, now check this shit I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith I get swift with the lyrical gift Hit you with a dick, make your kidney shift Here we go, here we go, but I'm not Domino I got the funk flow to make your drawers drop slow So recognize the dick size in these Karl Kani jeans I wear thirteens, know what I mean? I'll fuck around and hit you with the Hennessy dick Mess around and go blind, don't get to see shit (See shit) The next batter, here to shatter your bladder It doesn't matter, skinny or fat or light-skinned or black Baby, I drop these Boricua mamis screaming ¡Ay papi! I love it when they call me Big Poppa I only smoke blunts if they're rolled proper Look, I gotcha caught up with the drunk flow Fuck tae kwon do, I tote a four-four For niggas getting mad 'cause their bitch chose me A big black motherfucker with G, you see All I do is separate the game from the truth Big bang boots from the Bronx to Bolivia Getting physical like Olivia Newt Tricks suck my clique dick all day with no trivia So give me a ho, a bankroll and a bag of weed I'm guaranteed to fuck her 'til her nose bleed Even if your new man's a certified mack You'll get that H-Town in ya, you want that old thing back Oh, Biggie, give me one more chance I got that good dick, girl, you didn't know? Oh, Biggie, give me one more chance I got that good dick, girl, you didn't know? Oh, Biggie, give me one more chance I got that good dick, girl, you didn't know? Oh, Biggie, give me one more chance Is my mind playing tricks, like Scarface and Bushwick Willie D, having nightmares of girls killing me? She mad because what we had didn't last I'm glad because her cousin let me hit the ass Fuck the past, let's dwell on the 500SL, the E |
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