One more chance Lyrics – Bluez Brothas

One more chance Lyrics – Bluez Brothas


[Intro]
All you hoes calling here for my daddy, get off his dick
Like that, mommy?
*Beep*
Hi, daddy, how you doing? This is Tyiest
I was thinking about you last night, mm
You actin’ like you can’t call me no more ’cause you busy and all of that
But you trying to tell me it wasn’t good?
*Beep*
That shit is real fucked up what you did
I hooked you up with my girl and shit
You fucked her every time you see her
You don’t even say shit to her, you know what I’m saying?
And all that bitch do is call me all day talking about you
“Why the fuck B.I.G. don’t want me?”
*Beep*
Yo, B.I.G., this is Quita
Kenya told me she saw you and Shanie at the mall and I know you ain’t fucking her
You fucked with me last night
That’s my best friend and we don’t get down like that
*Beep*
Yeah, motherfucker, this is Stephanie
I was waiting outside for your ass for like a fucking hour
I don’t know what’s going on, motherfuckers trying to rob me
You be disappearing and shit, I’m waiting in the cold
What the fuck is going on?
When you get in give me a fucking call, alright?

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[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.]
When it comes to sex, I’m similar to the Thrilla in Manila
Honeys call me “Bigga the Condom Filler”
Whether it’s stiff tongue or stiff dick
Biggie squeeze it to make shit fit, now check this shit
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you with a dick, make your kidney shift
Here we go, here we go, but I’m not Domino
I got the funk flow to make your drawers drop slow
So recognize the dick size in these Karl Kani jeans
I wear thirteens, know what I mean?
I’ll fuck around and hit you with the Hennessy dick
Mess around and go blind, don’t get to see shit (See shit)
The next batter, here to shatter your bladder
It doesn’t matter, skinny or fat or light-skinned or black
Baby, I drop these Boricua mamis screaming ¡Ay papi!
I love it when they call me Big Poppa
I only smoke blunts if they rolled proper
Look, I gotcha caught up with the drunk flow
Fuck tae kwon do, I tote a four-four
For niggas getting mad ’cause they bitch chose me
A big black motherfucker with G, you see
All I do is separate the game from the truth
Big bang boots from the Bronx to Bolivia
Getting physical like Olivia Newt
Tricks suck my clique dick all day with no trivia
So give me a ho, a bankroll and a bag of weed
I’m guaranteed to fuck her ’til her nose bleed
Even if your new man’s a certified mack
You’ll get that H-Town in ya, you want that old thing back



Produced By:Bluez Brothas, Chucky Thompson & Diddy
Written By:The Notorious B.I.G., Diddy, Chucky Thompson, Reginald Ellis & Norman Glover
Additional Vocals:Faith Evans & Total
Instrumentation:Chucky Thompson
Recording Engineer:Rich Travali
Mixing Engineer:Rich Travali
Mastering Engineer:Carlton Batts
Label:Bad Boy Entertainment & Arista Records
Copyright:Bad Boy Entertainment
Publisher:B.I.G. Poppa Music, Justin Combs Music, Ninth Street Tunnel Music, EMI April Music, Sony/ATV Tunes, Distant Beats Music & Sony Music Entertainment
Performance Rights:ASCAP & BMI
Mixed At:The Hit Factory (New York City)
Recorded At:The Hit Factory (New York City)
Release Date:September 13, 1994