Christopher Wallace

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Send you to the moon, won't see no doctor, yuh
 One like that could X you with the choppa, yuh
 Hit her from the back, she call me poppa (gigantic)
 Notorious just like Christopher Wallace, yuh, uh (the biggest)
 Yo, yo, yo
 Walkin' they — with them bands in my pocket
 —, you might be hit from the back
 Got her screamin' "Big Poppa"
 I feel like Christopher Wallace
 New trade dead to get on, yeah, the — get killed
 They like be mucho the hardest
 But a steel pole, then the trap with a big — set
 I'm not your regular artist
 Dope with my —, we going regardless
 Been that hot, baby, they ask me what you come out the party
 Servin' A1, we got — on the market
 Go to the bank and I make a deposit
 Drippin' in water, no faucet
 When I pop out, I'ma pop it
 Might take a trip to the tropics
 Used to go pop it
 Man, these six figures, I'll box it
 —in' this — with the recay
 Frisky lil' — tryna eat me on stage (eat it up)
 Go to street —, they'll tie hard
 Double one
 I'm the youngest OG of the decade
 — we killers, they call me the sensei
 The streets keep begging, they need a new mixtape
 Used to be broke, now I'm having some real cake
 Round me some chops for the opps, it's a field day
 — me real good 'cause she know I'm important
 Come to these haters, we doing an extortion
 Lil' — baby, this stick do abortions
 Trapped in the game and that made me a fortune
 Go — me real good 'cause she know I'm important
 Come to these haters, we doing an extortion
 Lil' — baby, this stick do abortions
 Trapped in the game and that made me a fortune
 Yeah, —s ain't talkin' bout —
 —s ain't hittin' on —
 — got mad 'cause I'm rich
 They ain't wanna see me like this
 Took off our —s, I know that they pissed
 Drinkin' this water, I might just get seasick
 Might get hit in my liver
 Cold — but keep me a heat stick
 Send you to the moon, won't see no doctor, uh, yeah
 One like that could X you with the choppa, yeah
 Hit her from the back, she call me poppa (big Poppa)
 Notorious just like Christopher Wallace, yeah (like the biggest, —)
 Send you to the moon, won't see no doctor, uh, yeah (won't see no doctor)
 One like that could X you with the choppa, uh, uh, yeah
 Hit her from the back, she call me poppa (uh, Big Poppa)
 Notorious just like Christopher Wallace, yeah (like the biggest, —)
 

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Duration
02:09
Key
11
Tempo
140 BPM

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