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Puff Featuring Lil' Kim

Ladies and
We are gathered here
To
I see it,
Yeah,
I this right here
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

From the states to seas
Every city in between I hit the
Catch fire kerosene
Geting paid for more a decade
We been blazing, wasn't ready for the PD invasion
Caught you off guard, got bitches, got
Healin' war scars, puff out of the jar
Catch flights to and fro, who you know?
No one important, just another flossing
Gotta seal, what I'm touching is
You just a clone wit' a production
I the seven seas and kept 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 now, daddy's been gone too long

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What you want
Wanna talk
Wanna do shit, try shit, new
Who you wit'
You and your weak
Bitch you creep got you in some deep shit
You coppin' pleas now, it a secret
to be niggas you can't even speak with
You can't run, you can't
Bad Boy the day we die

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

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Your games amaze, but of ways, many choices
sleep, when I do I hear voices
Speakin' loud and clear, 'till you come out this year
So I listen back cause the street is missing
What a world we in
So cold I'm shivering,
Gotta work what I'm given, shit
is trifling, hands out grabbin'
Niggas hating, scheming and back
why they hang around you, just to be seen
Type to leave a gun fight a full magazine
No blood, not hit, ain't warm
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 yourself tucked and surrounded by
In a verse I show the whole my work
It got to get better it can't get no worse

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