October 17, 2019
Biggie Smalls – Hypnotize

Biggie Smalls – Hypnotize


Hah, sicker than your average Poppa twist cabbage off instinct Niggas don’t think shit stink Pink gators, my Detroit players Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn Dead right, if the head right, Biggie there e’ry night Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who Do something to us, talk go through us Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick to clutch Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3 Bang every MC easily, busily Recently niggas fronting ain’t saying nothing So I just speak my piece, keep my peace Cubans with the Jesus piece, with my peeps Packing, asking who want it, you got it nigga flaunt it That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it 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 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 I put hoes in NY onto DKNY Miami, D.C. prefer Versace All Philly hoes, go with Moschino Every cutie wit a booty bought a Coogi Now who’s the real dookie, meaning who’s really the shit Them niggas ride dicks, Frank White push the six Or the Lexus, LX, four and a half Bulletproof glass, tints if I want some ass Gonna blast, squeeze first, ask questions last That’s how most of these so-called gangsters pass At last, a nigga rapping ’bout blunts and broads Tits and bras, ménage à trois, sex in expensive cars I still leave you on the pavement Condo paid for, no car payment At my arraignment, note for the plaintiff “Your daughter’s tied up in a Brooklyn basement” Face it, not guilty, that’s how I stay filthy Richer than Richie, ’til you niggas come and get me 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 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 I can fill you wit real millionaire shit Escargot, my car go, one sixty, swiftly Wreck it, buy a new one Your crew run-run-run, your crew run-run I know you sick of this, name brand nigga with Flows, girls say he’s sweet like licorice So get with this nigga, it’s easy Girlfriend, here’s a pen, call me round ten Come through, have sex on rugs that’s Persian Come up to your job, hit you while you workin’ For certain, Poppa freakin’, not speakin’ Leave that ass leakin’, like rapper demo Tell them ho, take they clothes off slowly Hit ’em with the force, like Obi, dick black like Toby Watch me roam, like Romey Lucky they don’t owe me Where the safe? Show me, homie! 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 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 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

100 thoughts on “Biggie Smalls – Hypnotize

  1. Uh, uh, uh, c'mon
    Hah, sicka than your average
    Poppa twist cabbage off instinct
    Niggas don't think shit stink, pink gators,
    My Detroit players
    Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn
    Dead right, if the head right, Biggie there ery'night
    Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos
    Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who
    Do something to us, talk go through us
    Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us
    Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (hehehe)
    Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch
    Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3 (Take that, take that, take that, haha!)
    Bang every MC easily, busily
    Recently niggas 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
    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 (hypnotize)
    And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
    Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (hah)
    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 wit a booty bought a Coogi (hah!)
    Now who's the real dookie, meanin' who's really the shit
    Them niggas 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
    That's how most of these so-called gangsters pass
    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, no car payment
    At my arraignment, note for the plantiff
    Your daughter's tied up in a Brooklyn basement (shhh)
    Face it, not guilty, that's how I stay filthy (not guilty)
    Richer than Richie, till you niggas come and get me
    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 (huh)
    Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize)
    And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
    Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
    I can fill ya wit' 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
    I know you sick of this, name brand nigga wit'
    Flows girls say he's sweet like licorice
    So get with this nigga, it's easy
    Girlfriend here's a pen, call me round ten
    Come through, have sex on rugs that's Persian (that's right)
    Come up to your job, hit you while you workin' (uh) for certain,
    Poppa freakin', not speakin'
    Leave that ass leakin, like rapper demo
    Tell them hoe, take they clothes off slowly
    Hit 'em wit' the force like Obe, dick black like Toby (Obe, Toby)
    Watch me roam like Gobe, lucky they don't owe me
    Where the safe show me, homey (say what, homey)
    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 (hypnotize)
    And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
    Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
    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 (hip to)
    And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
    Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
    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

  2. Biggie isn’t dead he is in Area 51
    The reason he is there….. they put him there because his flow was not normal.

  3. I always thought lyrics were: "this is why in Brooklyn you're so famous". Took me only a decade to figure how wrong I was. Fun times.

  4. [Intro]
    Uh, uh, uh, come on

    [Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.]
    Hah, sicker than your average, Poppa twist cabbage off instinct
    Niggas don't think shit stink
    Pink gators, my Detroit players
    Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn (That's right)
    Dead right, if the head right, Biggie there e'ry night
    Poppa been smooth since days of Underoos
    Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who
    Do somethin' to us, talk go through us (Come on, do it)
    Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us
    Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (He, he)
    Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch
    Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3 (Take that, take that, take that, ha ha!)
    Bang every MC easily, busily
    Recently niggas frontin', ain't sayin' nothin'
    So I just speak my piece, keep my peace (Come on)
    Cubans with the Jesus piece, with my peeps (Thank you)
    Packin', askin', "Who want it?"
    You got it, nigga, flaunt it
    That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it

    [Chorus: Pamela Long]
    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
    Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? (Uh-huh)
    Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (Hypnotize)
    And I just love your flashy ways (Uh-huh)
    Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (Ha)

    [Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G.]
    I put hoes in NY onto DKNY (Uh-huh)
    Miami, D.C. prefer Versace (That's right)
    All Philly hoes go with Moschino (Come on)
    Every cutie with a booty bought a Coogi
    Now who's the real dookie? Meaning, who's really the shit?
    Them niggas ride dicks, Frank White push the six
    Or the Lexus, LX, four and a half
    Bulletproof glass, tints if I want some ass
    Gonna blast, squeeze first, ask questions last
    That's how most of these so-called gangsters pass
    At last, a nigga rappin' about blunts and broads
    Tits and bras, ménage à trois, sex in expensive cars
    I'll still leave you on the pavement
    Condo paid for, no car payment (Uh-uh)
    At my arraignment, note for the plaintiff
    "Your daughter's tied up in a Brooklyn basement"
    Face it, not guilty, that's how I stay filthy (Like you)
    Richer than Richie, 'til you niggas come and get me (Come on)

    [Chorus: Pamela Long]
    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
    Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? (Uh-huh)
    Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (Hypnotize)
    And I just love your flashy ways (Uh-huh)
    Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid

    [Verse 3: The Notorious B.I.G.]
    I can fill you with real millionaire shit (I can fill ya)
    Escargot, my car go, one sixty, swiftly (Come on)
    Wreck it, buy a new one
    Your crew run-run-run, your crew run-run
    I know you sick of this, name brand nigga with
    Flows, girls say he's sweet like licorice
    So, get with this nigga, it's easy (Uh-huh)
    Girlfriend, here's a pen, call me round ten
    Come through, have sex on rugs that's Persian (That's right)
    Come up to your job, hit you while you workin'
    For certain, Poppa freakin', not speakin'
    Leave that ass leakin', like rapper demo
    Tell them ho take they clothes off slowly (Slowly)
    Hit 'em with the force like Obi (Obi)
    Dick black like Toby (Toby)
    Watch me roam like Romey (Romey)
    Lucky they don't owe me
    Where the safe? Show me, homie (Say what, homie)

    [Chorus: Pamela Long]
    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
    Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? (Uh-huh)
    Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (Hypnotize)
    And I just love your flashy ways (Uh-huh)
    Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
    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
    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
    Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? (Uh-huh)
    Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (Hypnotize)
    And I just love your flashy ways (Uh-huh)
    Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid
    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

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