Notorious B.I.G - Hypnotize

 

 

Hah sicker than your average Poppa
twist, carriage off instinct
niggas 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 smoothe since days of the underrules
never lose, never choose to, bruise who crew
do something to us, talk goes through us
girls want to us, wanna do us
screw us, who us? Yeah Poppa and Puff
close like Starsky and Hutch
stick the clutch, yeah I squeeze the
at your cherry M 3, bang every Mc easily
easily, recently frontin' and ain't sayin' nuttin'
so I just speak my piece, keep my peace
Cubans with the Jesus piece, with my peeps
packin', askin' who want it
you got it, nigga flaunt it
that Brooklyn bullshit...we on it


(Chorus) 


Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see
that sometimes your words just hypnotize me
and I just love your flashy ways
guess that's why they broke, and your so paid


(Verse 2) 


I put ho's in NY onto DKNY
Miami, D.C. prefer Versace
all phillie blunts, don't with no skee no
every cutie with a booty, bought up that coochie
but who's the real dukie
fiendin', now who's really the shit
shit ride through, Frank White push the stick
on the Lexus LX, who wanna hang
bulletproof tints if I want some more tits
gon blast..squeeze first, ask questions last
that's how most of those so called gangsters past
at last, niggas rappin' about blunts and broads
bitches and broads, menage et trois
sex in expensive cars, still leave you wanna... 
condo paid for, no car payment
at my arrainment, note for the plaintiff
your daughters tied up in a Brooklyn basement
face it, not guilty, thats how I stay filthy
richer than Richie
so bitches come and get me


(Chorus) 


(Verse 3) 


I can fill ya wit real millionaire shit
escargot, 
my cargo 160, 
swiftly record buy a new one
your crew run run run
your crew run run
I know you sick of this, name brand nigga with
flows girls say he's sweet like licorice
so get with this shit, it's easy
girlfriend here's a pen, call me round 10
come through, home sex on rugs that's Persian
come up to your job, hit you while your workin'
for certain, Poppa freakin', not speakin'
be that ass leakin', like rapper demos
then them bitches take they clothes off slowly
hit 'em with the force like Obe
dick black like crow be
watch me roam like romie
lucky they dont owe me
where the safe at, 
show me Homey.

 

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