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Puff Daddy Lil' Kim

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

the states to over seas
Every city in I hit the scene
fire like kerosene
Geting paid for more a decade
We been blazing, y'all wasn't ready for the PD
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, just nigga flossing
seal, what I'm touching is real
You just a clone a production deal
I sailed the seven seas and my head above the water
I left you, but now I am back for ya
But it's like we never bounced, platinum from of mouth
Hottest out
Alot better, the too strong
I'm home now, daddy's gone too long

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you niggas want
Wanna talk
do shit, try shit, new shit
Who you fucking
You and your clique
Bitch you creep got you in some deep shit
You coppin' now, it ain't a secret
Trying to be niggas you can't even speak
You run, you can't hide
Bad Boy the day we die

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

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Your games amaze, but of ways, many choices
Can't sleep, I do I hear voices
Speakin' loud and clear, wait 'till you come out year
So I listen back cause the street is that
a world we live in
So I'm shivering, slipping
Gotta work with what I'm given,
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 ain't
What part of the game is And who's side you on?
Can't be out for wealth and out for self, won't
Find tucked and surrounded by dirt
In a verse I the whole earth my work
It got to get better it can't get no worse

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