Big Poppa
The Notorious B.I.G. 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 honeys 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 honeys 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)

(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' la in Optimos
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 livin' 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 honeys 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)





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

In The Notorious B.I.G.'s song "Big Poppa" the rapper discusses his lavish lifestyle and the women that come with it. He starts by addressing the "ladies in the place with style and grace" and boasts about his sexual prowess and the women who want to be with him. Then he goes on to describe how he and his crew spend their nights in the club, smoking and drinking, and trying to pick up women. Despite their losses, they still continue to try and find the right woman to keep. Biggie then goes on to describe his extravagant lifestyle, rapping about his material possessions, cars, and his successes as a rapper.


The song is primarily about sex, money, and power. Biggie brags about the number of women he can have and his ability to "mack" on them. He also boasts about his money and power, indicating that he's so wealthy that he doesn't need a "dollar and a dream" to feel fulfilled. Biggie's mellow flow and cool demeanor add to the confidence he exudes throughout the song. It's a party anthem that centers around the idea of being on top and having fun with the people who helped you get there.


Line by Line Meaning

To all the ladies in the place with style and grace
Greetings to all the graceful ladies in the vicinity


Allow me to lace these lyrical douches, in your bushes (uh)
Allow me to speak my thoughts for all the ladies to hear


Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies
Women who dance and are popular with men


The back of the club, sippin' Moet, is where you'll find me (what?)
I'm usually found sipping Moet at the back of the club


The back of the club, mackin' hoes, my crew's behind me (uh)
My crew watches my back while I chat up women


Mad question askin', blunt passin', music blastin'
Asking questions, smoking weed, and loud music


Because one of these honies Biggie gots ta creep with Sleep with, keep the ep a secret, why not
I have to secretly sleep with one of these women because it's appealing to me


I got more Mack than Craig 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
I am good with women and quite rich, and can share my wealth with friends and with women


C-notes by the layers, true fuckin' players (uh)
I have a lot of money and am a true player


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)
Get in the car and come over, I have weed because it's fun to be together


Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true player
If you are a true player, raise your hands in the air


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)
Please don't shoot here, because there are women that should be with me tonight


Most of these niggas think they be mackin', but they be actin'
Most men think they are good at getting women, but they act


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
I want to know your interests, who you're with, and what makes you happy, and I'll call my friends


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
Let's meet at the bar at two, then hand off the keys to Lil Cease, and smoke the next joint


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)
We can go to the hotel and have dinner, and chat for a while before doing what we came to do, right?


Forget the telly we just go to the crib And watch a movie in the jacuzzi smoke L's while you do me
Let's skip the hotel and go straight to my place. Watch a movie and have a smoke while we have fun


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?)
I live in a mansion and own Benzes. Giving to my friends makes me feel good. I have extreme wealth and power


Choppin O's, smokin' lye an' Optimo's Money hoes and clothes all a nigga knows (all a nigga knows) A foolish pleasure, whatever
Selling drugs and smoking gets me cash to buy what I want. Women, and designer clothes.


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
To be this rich I had to sell drugs. But now my life has improved dramatically. Designer clothes, expensive cars, and rich girlfriends


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




Lyrics ยฉ 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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