Poppi Grande

Lyrics
[Intro] It's nasty thug, I wanna sit on his face (*Laughter*) Nasty girl, cochina He's so nasty [Chorus] Poppi grande, ooh Tengo mucho amor pa' poppi grande ([?]) Tengo mucho amor pa' poppi grande (Ey, ey-ey-ey) Poppi grande, ooh Tengo mucho amor pa' poppi grande (Ay, Dio' mío) Tengo mucho amor pa' poppi grande ('Tá bien grande) [Verse 1] Ball hog, dirty dog, look at these balls Put 'em on pause, I halls, drawls, to my logs Never get sprung by another man's song Come to my room, I want your poon, need it soon You sexy roo-poo-poom, my car got boo-hoo-hoom Yeah, I'm the brother, the cutter, don't try no other Mopper, it's my soap opera Pushin' this whip through the poppa stoppa I'm in the studi', I do these beauties, it's my duty To move these juicy booties, get 'em all loose and rooty, hey Insanes, we bang bang, insane in this sweet thang She's sprang, this game, I got a big mall when I give you that slang Lame groups, same loops, I push this thing trough They shoot out of these coops, chasin' these high school groups, nah (Poppi grande, ooh) Daddy large is hard for broads, got a big wad Don't act mack if you like that stack and your girlfriend's giving me drawls, you've been barred You's a fake player, may I give credit? You's a dope rhyme sayer You may got fame, but the game is tight on the streets, man [Chorus] (Poppi grande, ooh) Tengo mucho amor pa' poppi grande (Yo quiero todo) Poppi grande Tengo mucho amor pa' poppi grande (Poppi, por favor) (Poppi grande, ooh) Tengo mucho amor pa' poppi grande (Yeah, dime) Poppi grande Tengo mucho amor pa' poppi grande (Ay, te amo) [Verse 2] Rack 'em and stack 'em, the way I lack 'em, just pack 'em But don't you slap 'em or smack 'em 'cause I just mack 'em to crack 'em They tell me, "Bring it, bring it to me" (Daddy ride) "Hit it and put me to sleep" (Daddy ride) I could roll in the snow, but I like soul in my flow 'Cause if it's cocoa, you know, I'ma go with the 'frisco freak show Big rack, stack like that, rat-tat titty-tat back-pack fat-back cat-, uh Take it back, 'cause the boyfriend might just snap So baby, go home She knew, that her man was mad Baby, go home Skit-skat, tell him what you had And go home Get back when you hear that page And go home 'Cause you's engaged [Chorus] (Poppi grande, ooh) Tengo mucho amor pa' poppi grande (Daddy long) Tengo mucho amor pa' poppi grande Poppi grande Tengo mucho amor pa' poppi grande (Mami) Tengo mucho amor pa' poppi grande I love it when he eating my taco [Verse 3] Big daddy large, lick it up hard Some of those dads come medium-hard Love when your girl is pullin' my card Make you wanna give me an artist's hard Audit and fought it, you caught it, bought it, report it Start it, record it, shoulda never start it, peep my game you bought it (Uh) Groupies here's my orders: ignore the sorta, wanna-be baller Tennessee Oiler, callin' your recorder, beggin' you to make him a starter Escort 'er, record 'er, she thought a brother like Mix, shoulda bought her Support her daughter (Eh), I oughta, but nah Let's get it on In the back of this Caddy pulling this giant mack bone You flip it around and get your gitty-up on You buckin' this horse until the crackin' of dawn [Outro] They call me Poppi Grande, ooh ([?]) Poppi Grande ([?]) Poppi Grande (Yeah, uh uh) Tengo mucho amor pa' poppi grande (Te quiero) Tengo mucho amor pa' poppi grande (Ay)
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Credits
- Writers
- Sir Mix-a-Lot