Notorious B.I.G. - One More Chance (Knx Remix) Lyrics
Verse One:First things first, I Poppa, freaks all the honiesdummies, playboy bunnies, those wantin' moneythose the ones I like cause they don't get nathin'but penetration, unless it smells like sanitation'Garbahge', I turn like doorknobsheart throb, never, black and ugly as everhowever, I stay Gucci down to the socksrings and watch filled with rocksand my jam knock in the Mitsubishigirls pee pee when they see menavajos creep me in they tee peeas I lay down laws like Allan CoppettStop it - if ya think theyre gonna make a profitdon't see my ones, don't see my guns - get itnow tell ya friends Poppa hit it then split itin two as I flow with the Junior M.A.F.I.A.I don't know what the hell's stoppin yaI'm clockin ya, Versace shade watchin yaonce ya grin, I'm in, game beginfirst I talk about how I dresses thisIn diamond necklasses - stretch LexusesThe sex is just immaculate from the back I getdeeper and deeper, help ya reach theclimax that your man can't makecall him, tell him you'll be home real latenow sing the breakChorus:Faith: Baby....all I need is one more chance, I can help you find yourselfYou don't need nobody elseB.I.G.: I got the good luv girl ya didn't know (x2)Verse Two:Sick of that song on how it's so longthought he worked his until I handled my bizthere I is; Major Payne like Damon WayansLow Down Dirty Demon like his brother Keenanschemin, don't leave ya girl round metrue player for real, ask Puff Daddy (yeah)you ringin bells with bags from ChanelBaby Benz, traded in your Hyundai ExcelFully equipped, CD changer with the cellShe beeped me, meet me at twelveWhere you at? flippin jobs, payin' car notes?While I'm swimmin in ya women like the breast strokeRight stroke, left stroke was the best strokeDeath stroke - tongue all down her throatNuthin left to do but send her home to youI'm through - can ya sing the song for me, boo?ChorusVerse Three:So, what's it gonna be? Him or me?we can cruise the world with pearls, gator boots for girlsthe envy of all women, crush linenCartier wrist-wear with diamonds in emthe finest women I love with a passionya man's a wimp, I give that ass a good thrashinhigh fashion - flyin into all statessexin me while ya man masturbatesIsn't this great? Your flight leaves at eightHer flight lands at nine, my game just for rhymelyrically I'm supposed to representI'm not only the client, I'm the player presidentChorus
