One Last Chance
J.PERIOD & B.I.G. Lyrics


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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 peep peep when they see me
Navajos creep me in they tee pee
As I lay down laws like Island Carpet
Stop it, if you think your 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 M.A.F.I.A.
I don't know what the hell's stopping ya
I'm clocking ya, Versace shade watching ya
Once ya grin, I'm in, game begin
First I talk about how I dresses this
In diamond necklaces, 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]
One more chance
Biggie give me one more chance

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
Scheming, don't leave ya girl round me
True player for real, ask Puff Daddy (yeah)
You ringing bells with bags from Chanel
Baby Benz, traded in your Hyundai Excel
Fully equipped, CD changer with the cell
She beeped me, meet me at twelve
Where you at? flipping jobs, payin' car notes?
While I'm swimming in ya women like the breast stroke
Right stroke, left stroke was the best stroke
Death stroke, tongue all down her throat
Nothing left to do but send her home to you
I'm through, can ya sing the song for me, boo?

[Chorus]

So, what's it gonna be? Him or me?
We can cruise the world with pearls, gator boots for girls
The envy of all women, crush linen
Cartier wrist-wear with diamonds in em
The finest women I love with a passion
Ya man's a wimp, I give that ass a good thrashing
High fashion, flying into all states
Sexing me while ya man masturbates
Isn't this great? Your flight leaves at eight
Her flight lands at nine, my game just for rhyme
Lyrically I'm supposed to represent
I'm not only the client, I'm the player president





[Chorus: Repeats]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "One More Chance" by J.Period & Black Thought are an explicit portrayal of Biggie's sexual prowess and materialistic lifestyle. The rap is a conversation between Biggie (Poppa) and a womanizer, where he boasts about his ability to attract women and the lavish lifestyle he lives. The lyrics are vulgar and provocative, a stark contrast to the smooth and catchy chorus that repeats "One More Chance" throughout the song. Biggie's verses are full of entendres, with lines like "Those the ones I like 'cause they don't get nathin' but penetration unless it smells like sanitation 'garbahge'" showcasing his wordplay. His lyrics are also very materialistic, with his mention of diamond necklaces, Rolex watches, and designer clothes, portraying him as a wealthy and successful rapper. The song's chorus hints that Biggie is looking for another chance at love, but the verses make it clear that his desires are primarily sexual, rendering the chorus ironic.


Line by Line Meaning

First things first, I Poppa, freaks all the honies
I'm the man, I attract all the ladies


Dummies, playboy bunnies, those wantin' money
I like the girls who are easy to impress and just want money


Those the ones I like cause they don't get nathin'
I like them because they don't have high expectations


But penetration, unless it smells like sanitation
I won't have sex unless it's hygienic


"Garbahge", I turn like doorknobs
I don't like trashy things


Heart throb, never, black and ugly as ever
I'm confident even though I'm not conventionally attractive


However, I stay Gucci down to the socks
I dress well and am fashionable


Rings and watch filled with rocks
My jewelry is expensive and flashy


And my jam knock in the Mitsubishi
My car has a good sound system


Girls peep peep when they see me
I get attention from girls


Navajos creep me in they tee pee
Native American girls are into me


As I lay down laws like Island Carpet
I'm assertive and in control


Stop it, if you think your gonna make a profit
Don't try to take advantage of me


Don't see my ones, don't see my guns, get it
Don't mess with my money or weapons


Now tell ya friends Poppa hit it then split it
Tell your friends we had sex and I left


In two as I flow with the Junior M.A.F.I.A.
I'm with my crew, Junior M.A.F.I.A.


I don't know what the hell's stopping ya
I don't know why you haven't gotten with me yet


I'm clocking ya, Versace shade watching ya
I'm keeping an eye on you, looking cool in my sunglasses


Once ya grin, I'm in, game begin
Once I see you smile, I know it's on


First I talk about how I dresses this
First I brag about my fashion sense


In diamond necklaces, stretch Lexuses
I have expensive jewelry and a fancy car


The sex is just immaculate from the back I get
I am good at sex


Deeper and deeper, help ya reach the
I get really into it and make sure she orgasms


Climax that your man can't make
I can satisfy you better than your man can


Call him, tell him you'll be home real late
Go ahead and lie to your man so you can see me again


Sick of that song on how it's so long
I'm tired of hearing about other guys' sexual prowess


Thought he worked his until I handled my biz
I'm better than him in bed


There I is; Major Payne like Damon Wayans
I'm like the character Major Payne from the Damon Wayans movie


Low Down Dirty Demon like his brother Keenan
I'm like Keenan Ivory Wayans, who produced a 'dirty' comedy show


Scheming, don't leave ya girl round me
I have ulterior motives and might try to steal your girl


True player for real, ask Puff Daddy (yeah)
I'm a real player, just like Puff Daddy


You ringing bells with bags from Chanel
You're showing off your expensive Chanel bags


Baby Benz, traded in your Hyundai Excel
You upgraded from a cheap car to a Mercedes-Benz


Fully equipped, CD changer with the cell
Your car has all the latest features, like a CD changer and a phone


She beeped me, meet me at twelve
You called me to meet up at midnight


Where you at? flipping jobs, payin' car notes?
Are you working multiple jobs to pay for your car?


While I'm swimming in ya women like the breast stroke
While you're working hard, I'm having sex with your girl


Right stroke, left stroke was the best stroke
I'm really good at sex


Death stroke, tongue all down her throat
I'm really good at oral sex


Nothing left to do but send her home to you
I'm done with her, you can have her back


I'm through, can ya sing the song for me, boo?
I'm finished with her, can you take care of her now?


So, what's it gonna be? Him or me?
Are you going to choose me or your man?


We can cruise the world with pearls, gator boots for girls
We can live a glamorous life and travel the world


The envy of all women, crush linen
Other women will be jealous of us


Cartier wrist-wear with diamonds in em
We'll have expensive Cartier watches with diamonds


The finest women I love with a passion
I love the best women and I'm passionate about it


Ya man's a wimp, I give that ass a good thrashing
Your man is weak, I could beat him up


High fashion, flying into all states
I'm fashionable and travel a lot


Sexing me while ya man masturbates
You're having sex with me while your man is masturbating


Isn't this great? Your flight leaves at eight
Isn't it great that we're having sex before your flight leaves?


Her flight lands at nine, my game just for rhyme
I'm only doing this for fun, not a serious relationship


Lyrically I'm supposed to represent
As a rapper, I'm supposed to be a symbol of my community


I'm not only the client, I'm the player president
I'm not just a customer of sex workers, I'm like the president of players


[Chorus] One more chance Biggie give me one more chance
I want another chance to be with you


[Chorus: Repeats]
The chorus repeats




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