Big Poppa
Notorious B.I.G. (Biggie Smalls) Lyrics


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Uh, uh, check it out (yeah), uh
Junior M.A.f.i.a., uh (hehe, mm)
Uh (I like this) yeah, yeah
Nine-fo' (keep bangin')

To all the ladies in the place with style and grace
Allow me to lace these lyrical douches, in your bushes (uh)
Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies
The back of the club, sippin' Moet, is where you'll find me (what?)
The back of the club, mackin' hoes, my crew's behind me (uh)
Mad question askin', blunt passin', music blastin'
But I just can't quit
Because one of these honies Biggie gots ta creep with
Sleep with, keep the ep a secret, why not
Why blow up my spot 'cause we both got hot?
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 Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin' players (uh)
Jump in the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS3
I got the chronic by the tree, 'cause

(I love it when you call me Big Poppa)
Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true player
(I love it when you call me Big Poppa)
To the honies gettin' money playin' niggas like dummies
(I love it when you call me Big Poppa)
Ya got a gun up in your waist, please don't shoot up the place (why?)
'Cause I see some ladies tonight
That should be havin' my baby (uh), baby (uh)

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 L's while you do me

(I love it when you call me Big Poppa)
Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true player
(I love it when you call me Big Poppa)
To the honies gettin' money playin' niggas like dummies, uh
(I love it when you call me Big Poppa)
Ya got a gun up in your waist, please don't shoot up the place (why?)
'Cause I see some ladies tonight
That should be havin' my baby, baby (uh)

(How ya livin' Biggie Smalls?)
In mansion and Benz's givin' ends to my friends and it feels stupendous
Tremendous cream, fuck a dollar and a dream
Still tote gats strapped with infrared beams (what?)
Choppin O's, smokin' lye an' Optimo's
Money hoes and clothes all a nigga knows (all a nigga knows)
A foolish pleasure, whatever
I had to find the buried treasure (for what?), 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 (check it)
Tell your friends, to get with my friends (your friends)
And we can be friends
Shit we can do this every weekend (that's right)
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 player
(I love it when you call me Big Poppa)
To the honies gettin' money playin' niggas like dummies, uh
(I love it when you call me Big Poppa)
Ya got a gun up in your waist, please don't shoot up the place (why?)
'Cause I see some ladies tonight
That should be havin' my baby, baby (uh)





Check it out, nine-fo' shit for dat ass, uh
Puff Daddy, Biggie Smalls, Junior M.A.F.I.A, represent baby, baby, uh

Overall Meaning

The Notorious B.I.G.'s "Big Poppa" is a classic hip hop song that was released in 1995, the second single from his album "Ready to Die". The song is essentially an ode to the lavish lifestyle that Biggie was experiencing at the time. In the opening verse, he addresses the ladies in the crowd, proclaiming his position as a desirable man who has the means to make them feel luxurious. Biggie proclaims that he is not one of the pretenders, but a "true" player who throws caution to the wind in search of his ideal woman.


The song was a massive hit, debuting at #6 on the Billboard Hot 100 chart, and it went on to become one of the defining songs of 90s hip hop. Biggie's laid-back flow perfectly complemented the smooth, soulful sample of the Isley Brothers' track "Between the Sheets," creating a timeless feel that still resonates with audiences today. The lyrics are a vivid depiction of partying, clubbing, and hanging out with friends, painting a picture of a carefree and indulgent lifestyle. Biggie's self-assured delivery demonstrates his swagger and confident outlook on life.


Line by Line Meaning

To all the ladies in the place with style and grace
Addressing all the well-dressed women present at this event


Allow me to lace these lyrical douches, in your bushes (uh)
I'm willing to impress and leave a lasting impact with my profound rhymes into the minds of all present, especially the female audience


Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies
In search of a good time with attractive women who dance the night away


The back of the club, sippin' Moet, is where you'll find me (what?)
You can be sure to find me in the rear corner enjoying a fine glass of Moet champagne


The back of the club, mackin' hoes, my crew's behind me (uh)
Hanging out casually, flirting and making romantic advances towards attractive girls while backed by my group


Mad question askin', blunt passin', music blastin'
Curious questions being asked while passing marijuana and enjoying the high volume of excellent music


But I just can't quit
I'm deeply addicted to this lifestyle and can't imagine living any other way


Because one of these honies Biggie gots ta creep with
I won't be happy until I get romantic with some of these female attendees that have caught my eye


Sleep with, keep the ep a secret, why not
Sleep with me and keep our encounter as our dirty little secret, what's the harm in that?


Why blow up my spot 'cause we both got hot?
Why ruin a good thing because we're equally attracted to each other?


Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
I outdo the competition when it comes to smooth talk and prove it's no different in the bedroom


Believe me sweetie I got enough to feed the needy
I possess such a considerable amount of romantic persuasion skills that it can cater to the needs of most women


No need to be greedy I got mad friends with Benz's
You don't need to hog me all to yourself as I know many other rich and benevolent people with Benz cars


C-notes by the layers, true fuckin' players (uh)
I'm surrounded by rich people who don't mind splurging cash, and we're a part of a group of individuals who excel in socializing


Jump in the Rover and come over
Hop into my luxury Range Rover and join me for a ride


Tell your friends jump in the GS3
Inform your friends to get in our other car, the GS3 and join us


I got the chronic by the tree, 'cause
I've packed marijuana in a good quantity in the car because we enjoy smoking it


(I love it when you call me Big Poppa)
I find it appealing and satisfying when people refer to me as 'Big Poppa'


Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true player
If you're a part of the same group as me who excels in socializing and paying up money, then raise your hands in the air


To the honies gettin' money playin' niggas like dummies
To the women who are out in search of financial or material gain from men


Ya got a gun up in your waist, please don't shoot up the place (why?)
Although you might possess a gun to protect yourself, please don't use it here as it's unnecessary and poses a threat to everyone present


'Cause I see some ladies tonight That should be havin' my baby (uh), baby (uh)
I've noticed some women present who are so beautiful that I feel they should be carrying my children


Straight up honey really I'm askin'
Seriously, darling, I'm in all sincerity asking you


Most of these niggas think they be mackin', but they be actin'
Many men seem to be in the art of smooth-talking, but their actions do not match their talk


Who they attractin' with that line, "What's your name, what's your sign?"
What kind of women are they trying to draw in with those cliche lines, 'What's your name? Oh, and what's your star sign?'


Soon as he buy that wine I just creep up from behind
As soon as the guy purchases the alcohol, I quickly sneak up behind the girl that he's trying to impress


And ask what your interests are, who you be with
I inquire about the woman's interests and social circle


Things to make you smile, what numbers to dial
I'll make sure we discuss topics that bring joy to your life and know what phone numbers to dial for you when in need


You gon' be here for a while, I'm gon' go call my crew
I'm aware you'll be spending some time here, but I need to inform my group of friends


You go call your crew
Meanwhile, you can call your friends to also come over


We can rendezvous at the bar around two
We'll meet up again at the bar by two o'clock


Plans to leave, throw the keys to 'Lil Cease
Our exit strategy is for Cease to hold the car keys so we can all leave together


Pull the truck up, front, and roll up the next blunt
We'll bring the car around to the front, and pack another joint before leaving


So we can steam on the way to the telly go fill my belly
En route to our destination, I'll satisfy my hunger, and we can enjoy a carefree steamy lovemaking session


A t-bone steak, cheese eggs and Welch's grape
I'll have a juicy T-bone steak, scrambled eggs topped with cheese, and drink Welch's grape juice


Conversate for a few, 'cause in a few, we gon' do
Let's talk a bit before we start with our intimate activities


What we came to do, ain't that right boo (true)
We're here to fulfill our romantic desires, right?


Forget the telly we just go to the crib
We don't need to check in at a hotel as we can head straight to my place


And watch a movie in the jacuzzi smoke L's while you do me
We can relax in the hot tub, watch a movie, smoke some marijuana, and have sex in the process


To the honies gettin' money playin' niggas like dummies, uh
Again referring to the women playing men, this time earning some serious cash


That should be havin' my baby, baby (uh)
I don't want to keep any secrets, these women should be marrying me and bearing my children


(How ya livin' Biggie Smalls?)
How are you doing? What lifestyle are you enjoying, Biggie Smalls?


In mansion and Benz's givin' ends to my friends and it feels stupendous
I have multiple mansions and several cars and properties in my name, and I enjoy sharing it by helping and giving money to my friends, and this feels incredible


Tremendous cream, fuck a dollar and a dream
My newfound wealth is beyond ordinary. All I ever wanted was financial stability, and now that's insignificant as I have much more than just stability


Still tote gats strapped with infrared beams (what?)
I still carry a gun that has been fixed with a night-vision scope to make aiming easier


Choppin O's, smokin' lye an' Optimo's
Cutting up Opium, smoking potent marijuana, and smoking premium cigars


Money hoes and clothes all a nigga knows (all a nigga knows)
Money, women, and dress-up styles are all I've been involved with and know about


A foolish pleasure, whatever
It's foolish, but I still find it enjoyable


I had to find the buried treasure (for what?), So grams I had to measure
I had to search and find my path to wealth through smart drug plans and measuring out portions to sell


However living better now, Gucci sweater now
Despite the past struggles of surviving on a low income, I'm beautifully living a luxurious life with my new fame and fortune, wearing Gucci outfits


Drop top BM's, I'm the man girlfriend
Driving in the convertible BMW cars, claiming to be the ultimate man


Honey check it (check it)
Stop and check it out, honey


Tell your friends, to get with my friends (your friends)
Tell your companions to meet mine


And we can be friends
We can all be friends


Shit we can do this every weekend (that's right)
We can follow this trend every week, that's for sure


Aight? Is that aight with you?
Is that okay with you? Can we go ahead with this plan?




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: O'Kelly Isley, Christopher Jasper, Ernie Isley, Rudolph Isley, Ronald Isley, Christopher Wallace, Marvin Isley

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