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ghostofbiggie

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Lyrics

Intro

Uhh

Uhh

Yeah

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Verse 1

Black and ugly as ever but the whip is pure gold

Maybach custom leather seats foldin' when I'm cold

Mad real in this era they thought I was gone

But the king of the borough still sittin' on the throne

Lucre in the ledger new teck in the vault

Son askin' questions I give him the default

Slick with the tongue like a blade through the talk

Pa step back watch the giant take a walk

Pre-Chorus

Cozy in Loro Piana sittin' back with the crew

Poppa still the hottest what the rumors gon' do

Gimme the keys to the city I'mma drive it myself

Luxury shit on the shelf

Chorus

Uhh pop the bottle let it sparkle in the light

Big poppa comin' through on a Friday night

Calico concealed but the flow is on sight

Suck a dick to the haters I'mma do what I like

Cream stackin' tall like the buildings in the sky

Mad rich mad smooth never askin' why

Uhh pop the bottle let it sparkle in the light

Big poppa comin' through

Verse 2

Lex coupe in the garage coupe in the drive

Two of 'em lined up both of 'em alive

Nigga talk slick in the comment section

I'mma leave 'em with a lesson and a bad complexion

Fuck all y'all who said the legend was a myth

Every bar I spit is a certified gift

Bastards in the rearview tryna take my spot

I put one in they dreams and they still get caught

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Pre-Chorus

Cozy in Loro Piana sittin' back with the crew

Poppa still the hottest what the rumors gon' do

Gimme the keys to the city I'mma drive it myself

Luxury shit on the shelf

Chorus

Uhh pop the bottle let it sparkle in the light

Big poppa comin' through on a Friday night

Calico concealed but the flow is on sight

Suck a dick to the haters I'mma do what I like

Cream stackin' tall like the buildings in the sky

Mad rich mad smooth never askin' why

Uhh pop the bottle let it sparkle in the light

Big poppa comin' through

Bridge

Never left the game just upgraded the frame

Same Brooklyn bounce same Brooklyn flame

Youngins on the corner sayin' how they play

I just smile and remind 'em who wrote the way

Chorus

Uhh pop the bottle let it sparkle in the light

Big poppa comin' through on a Friday night

Calico concealed but the flow is on sight

Suck a dick to the haters I'mma do what I like

Cream stackin' tall like the buildings in the sky

Mad rich mad smooth never askin' why

Uhh pop the bottle let it sparkle in the light

Big poppa comin' through

Baaaa-by

Outro

Uhh

Yeah

Check it

Big poppa

Still here

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