First things first, I Poppa, freaks all the honies dummies, playboy bunnies, those wantin’ money those the ones I like cause they don’t get nathin’ but penetration, unless it smells like sanitation ‘Garbahge’, I turn like doorknobs heart throb, never, black and ugly as ever however, I stay Gucci down to the socks rings and watch filled with rocks and my jam knock in the Mitsubishi girls pee pee when they see me navajos creep me in they tee pee as I lay down laws like Allan Coppett Stop it – if ya think theyre gonna make a profit don’t see my ones, don’t see my guns – get it now tell ya friends Poppa hit it then split it in two as I flow with the Junior MAFIA I don’t know what the hell’s stoppin ya I’m clockin ya, Versace shade watchin ya once ya grin, I’m in, game begin first I talk about how I dresses this In diamond necklasses – stretch Lexuses The sex is just immaculate from the back I get deeper and deeper, help ya reach the climax that your man can’t make call him, tell him you’ll be home real late now sing the break Chorus: Faith: Baby….all I need is one more chance, I can help you find yourself You don’t need nobody else BIG: I got the good luv girl ya didn’t know (x2) Verse Two: Sick of that song on how it’s so long thought he worked his until I handled my biz there I is; Major Payne like Damon Wayans Low Down Dirty Demon like his brother Keenan schemin, don’t leave ya girl round me true player for real, ask Puff Daddy (yeah) you ringin bells with bags from …