Big Poppa
A Plea for Purging Lyrics


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To all the ladies in the place with style and grace
Allow me to lace these lyrical duches in your bushes
Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies?
The back of the club, sippin' Moet, 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 gots ta creep with
Sleep with, keep the EP a secret, why not?
Why blow up my spot cause we both got caught?
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,
Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true playa!
I love it when you call me Big Poppa,
To the honeys gettin' money playin' niggas like dummies,
I love it when you call me Big Poppa,
If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place,
'Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be havin' my baby, baby.

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 what your interests are, who you be with
Things to 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 two
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 Ls while you do me.

I love it when you call me Big Poppa,
Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true playa!
I love it when you call me Big Poppa,
To the honeys gettin' money playin' niggas like dummies,
I love it when you call me Big Poppa,
If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place,
'Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be havin' my baby, baby.

How ya livin' Biggie Smalls? In mansion 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' lines, 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, Gucci sweater now
Drop top BM's I'm the man, girlfriend
Honey, check it
Tell your friends, to get with my friends
And we can be friends
Shit, we can do this every weekend
Aight? Is that aight with you?
Yeah keep bangin.

I love it when you call me Big Poppa,
Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true playa!
I love it when you call me Big Poppa,
To the honeys gettin' money playin' niggas like dummies,
I love it when you call me Big Poppa,
If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place,
'Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be havin' my baby, baby.





Uh! x2

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to A Plea for Purging's song "Big Poppa" are actually a cover of the original song by rapper The Notorious B.I.G. The song is essentially a celebration of Biggie's lavish lifestyle, culture of getting rich, and chasing women. The first verse finds the rapper addressing the women in the club before him, promising all of them a chance to experience the life of luxury that he enjoys, with “enough to feed the needy" and plenty of “benzes” and “players” to go around. Though, at the same time, he admits to cheating on his girlfriend, with references to “honeys” he’s “creeping with” on the side. The chorus, “I love it when you call me Big Poppa," echoes lines Biggie rapped about himself, presenting an image of the rapper as a larger-than-life figure who is both feared and respected.


The second verse is a detailed account of Biggie’s approach to picking up women. Starting with the pickup line, “What’s your name, what’s your sign?" he then proceeds to find out what she’s interested in and what she likes. He then suggests that the two rendezvous later, perhaps around 2 am, so he and his crew can hit up the bar, and then head to the telly (hotel) for food, weed, and sex. The song overall creates an image of a jovial player, with his parties and flings.


Line by Line Meaning

To all the ladies in the place with style and grace
Addressing all the stylish and graceful women in the gathering


Allow me to lace these lyrical duches in your bushes
Let me compliment these beautiful ladies with my rap lyrics


Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies?
Who among you ladies can dance gracefully and impressively with your friends?


The back of the club, sippin' Moet, is where you'll find me
You can find me chugging Moet champagne at the back of the club


The back of the club, mackin' hoes, my crew's behind me
My crew is supporting me in luring and seducing women at the back of the club


Mad question askin', blunt passin', music blastin'
I am asking bold and provocative questions, passing around blunts, and playing loud music


But I just can't quit because one of these honeys Biggie gots ta creep with
I am determined to pursue one of these attractive ladies that Biggie Smalls recommended to me


Sleep with, keep the EP a secret, why not?
Why not sleep with her and keep it a secret, right?


Why blow up my spot cause we both got caught?
Why ruin our relationship if we both get caught cheating?


Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
I am more charming and skilled than Craig and better in bed as well


Believe me, sweetie, I got enough to feed the needy
Trust me, babe, I have enough money and resources to provide for those in need


No need to be greedy I got mad friends with Benzes
We don't have to be selfish because I have plenty of wealthy friends with luxury cars


C-notes by the layers, true fuckin' players
We own stacks of hundred-dollar bills, proving that we are true and genuine players


Jump in the Rover and come over
Get in the Land Rover and come to my place


Tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the chronic by the tree
Tell your friends to get in the car and come over; I have marijuana by the tree


I love it when you call me Big Poppa
It turns me on when you call me Big Poppa


Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true playa!
If you consider yourself a genuine player, raise your hands in the air


To the honeys gettin' money playin' niggas like dummies
Giving a shoutout to the women making money by tricking dumb men


If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place
If you carry a gun, please refrain from firing it in the crowd


'Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be havin' my baby, baby.
I see some attractive women tonight that I would like to have children with


Straight up, honey, really I'm askin'
Honestly, honey, I am asking a direct question


Most of these niggas think they be mackin' but they be actin'
Most of these guys think they are charming, but they are just pretending


Who they attractin' with that line, "What's your name what's your sign?"
Who are they impressing with that cheesy pick-up line: "What's your name? What's your zodiac sign?"


Soon as he buy that wine I just creep up from behind
As soon as he buys that wine, I sneak up from behind and steal his woman


And ask what your interests are, who you be with
I ask her what her hobbies are and who she hangs out with


Things to make you smile, what numbers to dial
I ask her about her needs, likes, and wants to make her smile and to know who to call for her


You gon' be here for a while, I'm gon' go call my crew
You'll be here for a while, so I'm going to contact my friends


You go call your crew
You should also call your friends


We can rendezvous at the bar around two
We can meet each other later at the bar around two o'clock


Plans to leave, throw the keys to Lil Cease
We plan to leave soon, so I throw the keys to Lil Cease


Pull the truck up, front, and roll up the next blunt
I park the truck in the front and roll another blunt


So we can steam on the way to the telly go fill my belly
So we can smoke marijuana while headed to the hotel to fulfil my hunger


A T-bone steak, cheese, eggs and Welch's grape
I order a T-bone steak, cheese, eggs, and Welch's grape juice for the meal


Conversate for a few, cause in a few, we gon' do
We engage in conversation for a while since we'll be doing something in a bit


What we came to do, ain't that right, boo? True,
What we came here for, aren't we doing it now, honey? Yes, that's true


Forget the telly we just go to the crib
We don't need the hotel, let's just go to my house


And watch a movie in the Jacuzzi smoke Ls while you do me.
We can step into the Jacuzzi, smoke marijuana, and watch a movie while having sexual intercourse


How ya livin' Biggie Smalls? In mansion and Benzes,
So, Biggie Smalls, how's your life? You live in mansions and own luxury cars like Benzes


Givin' ends to my friends and it feels stupendous
You love giving money to your friends and it feels amazing


Tremendous cream, fuck a dollar and a dream!
You have a lot of wealth, and the saying 'money can't buy happiness' is rubbish


Still tote gats strapped with infrared beams,
You still carry guns with infrared beams


Choppin' Os, smokin' lines, Optimos,
You are cutting and smoking marijuana with Optimo cigars


Money, hoes and clothes all a nigga knows
Money, women, and expensive clothes are all you care about


A foolish pleasure, whatever
It's a foolish delight, but you don't care


I had to find the buried treasure, so grams I had to measure
You had to search for wealth, so you had to measure grams of drugs


However living better now, Gucci sweater now
Now, you're living better with luxurious clothing like Gucci sweaters


Drop top BM's I'm the man, girlfriend
You own convertible BMWs, and you are the man, girlfriend


Honey, check it
Honey, listen to this


Tell your friends, to get with my friends
Tell your friends to hang out with my friends


And we can be friends
Then we can be friends


Shit, we can do this every weekend
We can do this every weekend, no big deal


Aight? Is that aight with you?
Is that okay with you? Cool, right?


Yeah keep bangin'.
Yeah, let's keep doing this.


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@JonathanGilmer

This was sick!! If they wouldve released this now, it would've gotten way more views.

@CuBiiXoNeR

i love these guys lmfao it sounds mad DJENT lol

@KevinGsWK

Damn even back in 2012 Djent was something known

@JCthrowdownhour

LOVE YOU BOYS

@fhb3

Pretty cool.

@fireproof00

I love how they cleaned up the lyrics in the beginning and then just lazy towards the end. :P Anyways, this is dope! APFP FTW!

@DJA7943

Haha, they don't disappoint.

@mattguitar91

BLUNT PASSIN

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@ENDLESSLYC An original masterpiece getting redone amazingly well. I thought that was obvious??

@KyleGrindberg

Djent-Hop?

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