lirik lagu the notorious b.i.g. - one more chance
[intro]
all you hoes calling here for my daddy, get off his d-ck
like that, mommy?
-beep-
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?
-beep-
that sh-t is real f-cked up what you did
i hooked you up with my girl and sh-t
you f-cked her every time you see her
you don’t even say sh-t to her, you know what i’m saying?
and all that b-tch do is call me all day talking about you
“why the f-ck b.i.g. don’t want me?”
-beep-
yo, b.i.g., this is quita
kenya told me she saw you and shanie at the mall and i know you ain’t f-cking her
you f-cked with me last night
that’s my best friend and we don’t get down like that
-beep-
yeah, motherf-cker, this is stephanie
i was waiting outside for your -ss for like a f-cking hour
i don’t know what’s going on, motherf-ckers trying to rob me
you be disappearing and sh-t, i’m waiting in the cold
what the f-ck is going on?
when you get in give me a f-cking call, alright?
[verse 1: the notorious b.i.g.]
when it comes to s-x, i’m similar to the thrilla in manila
honeys call me “bigga the condom filler”
whether it’s stiff tongue or stiff d-ck
biggie squeeze it to make sh-t fit, now check this sh-t
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 d-ck, 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 d-ck size in these karl kani jeans
i wear thirteens, know what i mean?
i’ll f-ck around and hit you with the hennessy d-ck
mess around and go blind, don’t get to see sh-t (see sh-t)
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 rolled proper
look, i gotcha caught up with the drunk flow
f-ck tae kwon do, i tote a four-four
for n-ggas getting mad ’cause they b-tch chose me
a big black motherf-cker 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 d-ck all day with no trivia
so give me a ho, a bankroll and a bag of weed
i’m guaranteed to f-ck 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
[chorus: total & the notorious b.i.g.]
oh, biggie, give me one more chance
i got that good d-ck, girl, you didn’t know?
oh, biggie, give me one more chance
i got that good d-ck, girl, you didn’t know?
oh, biggie, give me one more chance
i got that good d-ck, girl, you didn’t know?
oh, biggie, give me one more chance
[verse 2: the notorious b.i.g.]
is my mind playing tricks, like scarface and bushwick
willie d, having nightmares of girls k!lling me?
she mad because what we had didn’t last
i’m glad because her cousin let me hit the -ss
f-ck the past, let’s dwell on the 500sl, the e&j and ginger ale
the way my pockets swell to the rims with benjamins
another honey’s in the crib? please, send her in
i f-ck non-stop, l!ck my lips a lot
used to l!ck the cl-ts a lot, but l!cking cl-ts had to stop
’cause y’all don’t know how to act when the tongue go down below
peep the funk flow
really, though, i got the cleanest, meanest p-n-s
you never seen this stroke of g*nius
so take off your timb boots and your body suit
i mean the spandex and hit my man next
s-x get rougher when it come to the nut buster
p-ssy crusher, black nasty motherf-cker
i don’t chase ’em, i replace ’em
and if i’m caressing ’em i’m undressing ’em
f-ck what you heard, who’s the best in new york?
fulfilling fantasies without that n-gga mr. roarke
or tattoo, i got you wrapped around my d-ck
and when i nut i got to split
sh-t, backshots is my position
i got you wishing for an intermission, f-ck the kissin’
l!ckin’ you down to your belly b-tton, i ain’t frontin’
they don’t call me big for nuttin’ all of a sudden
[chorus: total]
oh, biggie, give me one more chance
oh, biggie, give me one more chance
oh, biggie, give me one more chance
oh, biggie, give me one more chance
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