Hypnotize Lyrics

[Intro:]
Uhhh!
Uhhh! (uh!)
Uh!
C'mon!

[Verse 1: (Puff Daddy)]
Hah! - Sicka than your average Poppa
Twist cabbage off instinct niggaz don't think shit,
Stink pink gators! - My Detroit players!
Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn! (that's right!)
Dead right
If they head right, Biggie there "Air Nike"!
Poppa been smooth
Since days of Underroos!
Never lose! - Never choose to, bruise crews who
Do something to us! (come on!) - Talk go through us! (through us!)
Girls walk to us! - Wanna do us? - Screw us!
Who us? - Yeah, Poppa and Puff! (ehehehe!)
Close like "Starsky and Hutch",
Stick the clutch!
Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3! (Take that! Take that!)
Bang every MC easily! - Busily! (Take that, hahaaa!)
Recently niggaz frontin' ain't sayin' nuttin' (nope!) so I just - speak my piece! (c'mon!)
Keep my piece! - Cubans with the Jesus piece (thank you God!) - with my peeps!
Packin'! - Askin': "Who want it? " You got it nigga flaunt it!
That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it!

[Chorus: Male sung in imitation of part of Slick Rick's "La-Di-Da-Di" (Biggie)]
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie; can't you see?
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me!
And I just love your flashy ways,
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid! (uh!)

Biggie, Biggie, Biggie; (uh-huh!) can't you see? (uh!)
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me! (hipnotize!)
And I just love your flashy ways, (uh-huh!)
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid! (hah!)

[Verse 2: (Puff Daddy)]
I put hoes in NY onto DKNY (uh-huh!)
Miami, D.C. prefer Versace! (that's right!)
All Philly hoes, dough and Moschino, (c'mon!)
Every cutie with a booty bought a Coogi! (haaaaah!)
Now who's the real dookie? - Meanin who's really the shit? (shiiit!)
Them niggaz ride dicks! - Frank White push the sticks
On the Lexus; LX! - Four and a half!
Bulletproof glass tints if I want some ass!
Gon' blast squeeze first ask questions last (hehehe!)
That's how most of these so-called gangsters pass!
At last (at last!) - a nigga rappin bout blunts and broads
Tits and bras, menage-a-tois. - Sex in expensive cars!
I still leave you on the pavement!
Condo paid for! (uh!) - No car payment! (uh-uh!)
At my arraignment - note for the plantiff!
Your daughter's tied up in a Brooklyn basement
Face it, not guilty! (ssshhh!) - That's how I stay filthy (not guilty!)
Richer than Richie,
Till you niggaz come and get me!

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: (Puff Daddy)]
I can fill ya with' real millionaire shit (I can fill ya!)
Escargot! - My car go - one sixty!
Swiftly - wreck it buy a new one
Your crew run run run, your crew run, run! (your crew run, run!)
I know you sick of this, name brand nigga with'
Flows girls say he's sweet like licorice! (uh-huh!)
So get with this nigga, it's easy! (uh-huh!)
Girlfriend here's a pen! - Call me round ten! (ten!)
Come through! - Have sex on rugs that's Persian (that's right!)
Come up to your job, hit you while you workin', (uhh!)
For certain! - Poppa freakin'! - Not speakin'!
Leave that ass leakin', like rapper demo! (uh!)
Tell them hoe, take they clothes off slowly,
Hit 'em with the force like Obe! (Obe!) Dick black like Toby! (Toby!)
Watch me roam like Gobe! (Gobe!) - Lucky they don't owe me!
Where the safe? (say waht...) Show me... homie! (homie!)

[Chorus x2, 5]

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