Big Notorious One More Chance Remix Lyrics

One More Chance Remix Lyrics

Verse One:  

  

 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 nathan  

 but penetration  unless it smells like sanitation  

 Garbage  I turn like doorknobs  

 Heart throb  never  black and ugly as ever  

 However  I stay Coogi down to the socks  

 Rings and watch filled with rocks  

 And my jam knock in the Mitsubishi  

 Girls pee pee when they see me  

 Navajos creep me in they tee pee  

 As I lay down laws like Alan Coppet  

 Stop it - if you think they gonna make a prophet  

 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 stoppin ya  

 I'm clockin ya, Versace shades watchin ya  

 Once ya grin, I'm in game, begin  

 First I talk about how I dresses this  

 In diamond necklasses - 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  

 and sing the break  

  

 Chorus:  

  

 One more chance  

 Biggie give me one more chance  

  

 Verse Two:  

  

 She's 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 even like his brother Keenan  

 Schemin, don't leave ya girl round me  

 True player for real, ask Puff Daddy  

 You ringin 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? Flippin jobs, playin car notes?  

 While I'm swimmin in ya women like the breast stroke  

 Right stroke, left stroke was the best stroke  

 Death stroke - tongue all down her throat  

 Nuttin left to do but send her home to you  

 I'm through - can ya sing the song for me, boo?  

  

 Chorus  

  

 Verse Three:  

  

 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  

 Cardea 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 thrashin  

 High fashion - flyin into all states  

 Sexin me while ya man masturbates  

 Isn't this great? Your flight leaves at eight  

 Her flight lands at nine, my game just rewinds  

 Lyrically I'm supposed to represent  

 I'm not only the client, I'm the player president  

  

 Chorus