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The Notorious B.I.G - One More Chance (Remix)

[Chorus - Faith Evans]:

One more chance

Biggie give me one more chance

One more chance

Biggie give me one more chance

[Verse 1]:

First things first, I Poppa, freaks all the honey's

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 Gucci 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 lawss like Alan Coppe

Stop it, if you think they gonna make a profit

Don't see my one, 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 I dresses this

In diamond neckalaces, 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

Now sing the break

Baby here I am

All I need is more chance

I can help you find yourself

Cause you don't need nobody else

One more chance....

[Verse 2]:

She's sick of that song or 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, lik his brother Keenan

Scheamin', don't leave your girl 'round me

True playa 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, payin' 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

Nothin' left to do but send her home to you

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

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]:

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

Cartier 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's just in time

Lyrically I'm supposed to represent

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

[Chorus]