Hypntz (Dan Black)

Sicker than your average Poppa Twist cabbage off instinct, people don't think shit Stink pink gators, my Detroit players Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn Dead right, if they head right, Biggie there Air Nike Poppa been smooth since days of Underoos Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who Do something to us, talk go through us Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3 Bang every MC easily, busily Recently people frontin ain't sayin' nothing Oh, asking if you want it, you got it, baby Flaunt it, that Brooklyn bullshit, we on it Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me I put hoes in NY onto DKNY Miami, D.C. prefer Versace All Philly hoes, dough and Moschino Every cutie wit a booty bought a Coogi Now who's the real dookie, meanin who's really the shit Them peoples ride dicks, Frank White push the sticks On the Lexus, LX, four and a half Bulletproof glass tints if I want some ass Gon' blast squeeze first ask questions last That's how most of these so-called gangsters pass At last, someone rappin bout blunts and broads Tits and bras, menage-a-tois, sex in expensive cars I still leave you on the pavement Condo paid for, no car payment At my arraignment, note for the plaintiff Your daughter's tied up in a Brooklyn basement Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me I can fill ya with real millionaire shit Escargot, my car go, one sixty, swiftly Wreck it, buy a new one Your crew run run run, your crew run run I know you sick of this, name brand someone with Flows girls say he's sweet like licorice So get with this, Poppa , it's easy Girlfriend, here's a pen, call me round ten Come through, have sex on rugs that's Persian (that's right) Come up to your job, hit you while you workin (uhh) For certain, Poppa freakin, not speakin Leave that ass leakin' Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me