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Intro: Daddy

(Don't stop, I'm not yet [8x])
Do you ever ask yourself, are they ever gonna stop?
Do you ever ask yourself, when are they stop making those hits?
Do you ask yourself, when are they gonna stop making us dance?
Do you ask yourself,
When Bad Boy are GONNA STOP MAKING ALL THIS MONEY?!

One: Styles Paniro

I shots at intruders
Take the coke money and invest in
Tryin' to the next level, Rolex with the ice bezel
Coming the ghetto, in a Porsche Carrero
But for now I'll the back of the cruiser
Light another for the three time losers
Pour out some beer, bust out the
Ladies and
Bullets leave you tremblin'
up
I got my cuban mommy up
We got it all Heron to Fishscale
New to Ismail get locked, I'm gettin' bail
My style is like a fiver strobes
Going the globe, hunnies wearing silk robes
Time to flip the script, bust the
Legend with the chip, dark blue with my dipped
To the feds, me if you can
I'm a transport with my man on the Peter Pan
Get and bury the bricks in the sand
They think I want a tan, I'm on a hundred grand
So I can hit the boat and a shower
Head back to the airport, and hide the money in the
blocks by the keys
L to the O to the X see

Puff Daddy

Bad Boy, Bad Boy, what you do
you gonna do when they come for you
(Gun cocking) You'll see, (gun cocking) you'll se

Interlude: Daddy

See, it's man,
And we gonna do the thing to you we did to you in '95.
We gonna keep hittin' you in head with all that

Verse Two:

Yeah aight then, you act like you know
L to the O, X the flows
Ain't nothin' but the range since I got the inf.
Dot on your head, all your strength
Yeah, I'm in it for the
I'll get up in your while I'm sonning you like a nigga from Queens
My tape in duel cassette running me
Tryin' to get in of me playa, but you ain't gettin' none of me
Better off gunnin' me, with hot numbing me
you and I both know, the flow is coming B
When you it? now or later?
I get mine and slide like a pair of 'gators
With my click, involved in Montega bricks
Niggaz is mega sick, and you know we mega thick
Up north where they bust man
In the custom van, your plans
Now it's to grams, DAMN, ain't that somethin'
All that for frontin', what you gonna do?
So keep things rationalized
Everything I write better
I'm into gettin' money, hunnies
is buyin' coupes while you on the stoop lookin' funny
I'm a scorer, love the whole aura
Pussy wasn't all that, that's why I never her
It's all about quick whips and fast
with mad clips, TV's in your whips
My style tight Gotti when I touch you
Seasoned Picatti, or Versace joints with the
Get the facts, I'm tryin' to get the Beamer with the
Cop one for my man, so ill match
Runnin' around all crazy hunnies back
And breakin' niggaz that come to gamble small stacks
Really though, screw y'all, I never knew
Your click be like lights, I'm runnin' through y'all

Verse Sheek Luchion

Yo, hard as it is to make a I ain't tryin' to get stuck
So I'm a keep handlin' beef like I give a fuck
all about respect Tek-9's and papes
Big house in Italy, in the yard hunnies crushin' grapes
So I go down to my steam room and give a prayer
Knowing that one day I'll be Sheek the mayor
Fatigued out in my or office
Blunt spots and crooked cops grow shit so the town supports this
(Uh-hun)
My staff rollin' in Jags, Cruisers, and
rallies, and holdin' parades for the lifers groups
Now you gon' do?
they come for you
The same you been doing
Eye
And gum chewing (whoooh)
While me and my mans are
Who you the ladies are enhancin'
Vansons I'm dancing in the mansion
So cheers to life of the ice in chains and your watches
And see how wo lock this

Verse Four: The B.I.G.

Click, click, uh, uh, uh
Niggaz talkin' it but ain't it
Crystal pops I'm sippin' it, mob and lizard shit
'Gator trunks bitch, rollin' blunts with the of the willy
Hitchlin' M-1's and nine millies
Stories like a (that's right)
Model bitches wondering if I'm a fuck her
She know I treats my bitches Ivana
Dolce and

Big poppa slippin'
H-class diamonds
Dinner with the winin', dinin'
cigars in Bogota
With Colombian niggaz named
And Englique and
we play life endin'
Bitches bending over with
For a pair of jeans
And Donna Karan tank tops I got bank stopped
on top

Under the of 'em

>From duplex to
Stashing keys hidin' G's
in my V's
Game elevates, money I
Gets your stocks and estates, bitch
Jet in the Caribean, white sands
Discusing plans with my
blue land, smoke tint chrome rims and system
That leaves your rear views
What you gonna do poppa catch an attitude
to your knees and show gratitude
Kiss my rings it's a Frank White thing I stay
Bitch is devoted, take my dick and deep it

You'll see (Don't stop), see