This is a hit!
And if you dont know, now you know, na... 
To all the ladies in the place with style and grace
Allow me to lace these lyrical douches in your bushes
Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mamis?
The back of the club, sippin Moët is where youll find me
The back of the club, mackin hoes, my crews behind me
Mad question askin, blunt passin
Music blastin, but I just cant quit
Because one of these honeys Biggie got to 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 Benzes
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin players
Jump in the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the chronic by the tree
I love it when you call me Big Poppa! 
I love it when you call me Big Poppa!
Papas got a brand new bag
And if you dont know, now you know, na... 
Straight up, honey, really Im askin
Most of these niggas think they be mackin, but they be actin
Who they attractin with that line
Whats your name? Whats your sign?
Soon as he buy that wine, I just creep up from behind
And ask you what your interests are, who you be with
Things that make you smile, what numbers to dial
You gon be here for a while?
Im gon go call my crew, you go call your crew
We can rendezvous at the bar around 2
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 Welchs grape
Conversate for a few, ‘cause in a few we gon do
What we came to do, aint that right, boo? 
Forget the telly, we just go to the crib
And watch a movie in the jacuzzi, smoke Ls while you do me
I love it when you call me Big Poppa! 
I love it when you call me Big Poppa!
Papas got a brand new bag
And if you dont know, now you know, na... 
 In mansions and Benzes
Givin ends to my friends, and it feels stupendous
Tremendous cream: fuck a dollar and a dream
Still tote gats strapped with infrared beams
Choppin Os, smokin la in Optimos
Money, hoes and clothes: all a nigga knows
A foolish pleasure? Whatever
I had to find the buried treasure, so grams I had to measure
However, living better now, Coogi sweater now
Drop top BMs, Im the man, girlfriend
I love it when you call me Big Poppa! 
I love it when you call me Big Poppa!
Papas got a brand new bag
And if you dont know, now you know, na... 
Hey hey!
Hey hey!