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Puff Daddy Featuring Kim

Ladies and
We are gathered here
To
I see it,
Yeah,
I like this here
Yeah,
One-Two, One-Two, in the to be
As you can see
I am the groovin'
There's a whole lot of stars be groovin' in here
The record and the record making
Yeah, yeah, turn up

From the states to seas
city in between I hit the scene
Catch like kerosene
Geting paid for then a decade
We been blazing, wasn't ready for the PD invasion
you off guard, got bitches, got cars
Healin' war scars, smoke out of the jar
Catch flights to and fro, who you know?
No one important, another nigga flossing
Gotta seal, what I'm touching is
You a clone wit' a production deal
I sailed the seven and kept my head above the water
Sorry I you, but now I am back for ya
But it's we never bounced, platinum from word of mouth
niggas out
Alot better, the too strong
I'm home now, daddy's been too long

1 - Kim]
you niggas want
Wanna slick
Wanna do shit, try shit, new
Who you fucking
You and your clique
Bitch you creep wit' got you in some shit
You coppin' pleas now, it a secret
Trying to be niggas you even speak with
You run, you can't hide
Bad Boy the day we die

Tell they all like Jordan in the
On top of the like Lauren, Killing 'Em Soft'
you grillin' me for?
Kept my good, we from the same hood
Made some change, put the wit' the stained wood
Now chicks, they keep eyes on me
Wanna on me
Haters plotting so I keep my on me
You can't stop 'em when them is popping
Look to the public eye, your streets is watching
At all times, put it all on the
Without a care dreams of turn to nightmares
No one to to, don't know who to trust
Got your gun out and don't who to bust
It get like that though, when you stack that
Can't run from it yo, that's when they get
So put up you guards, keep in God
I y'all the world'll be ours

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Your games amaze, but of ways, many choices
Can't sleep, when I do I hear
Speakin' loud and clear, wait 'till you out this year
So I listen back cause the street is missing
What a we live in
So I'm shivering, slipping
Gotta work what I'm given, shit
Bitches is trifling, hands out
hating, scheming and back stabbin'
That's why they hang around you, to be seen
Type to a gun fight wit' a full magazine
No blood, not hit, chamber warm
What of the game is this? And who's side you on?
Can't be out for and out for self, won't work
yourself tucked and surrounded by dirt
In a I show the whole earth my work
It got to get because it can't get no worse

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