Always down to roll and blow a head off He dead off and don't know me, don't tell me you love me When I was lonely and my daddy died all of my niggaz
do ya, come down come down after me come Yeah sorry Sugar Plums but umm, I gotta run Run Jesse Run, keep hope alive I'm down with the b-boys, FUCK
t fuck with me you won't get shoot to shit You want hardcore smash the walls Back, and back, back to y'all With funny niggas after y'all [Puff Daddy
feinin? my body I see us leaving the party, now tell me what you gon? do? Somebody told me you been thinkin? about me And I been thinkin? it probably could be me on you So come
my account The only other way is to pay me cash And ain't nothing wrong with that In fact give me the scratch in big stacks 'Cause you're fucking with
while ya bump her, so ya change Than I take a pitched out, exterior interior window They wax me, then they buff me, niggers don't love me now I'm tipped out Now I'm coming
breeze Back once again straight faded off Henn' It's that nigga WC with the pocket full of spend runnin' all the gators with the new chrome feet checkin' through my rearview with
the window, indo' coming out the back room Boom, Pretty and his man, Black Caesar Damn, they saw me and they bustin' at me Cab just missed me, plus them
break down the leaf, my brotha, crush the weed Not Puff Daddy, no boy, I puff the trees In a room full of crackers, I might cut the cheese They called me
Come on, yeah [I'm comin] Come on, yeah [I'm comin] Come on, yeah [I'm comin] Come on, yeah [I'm comin] (2x) Stlyes: Can't stop, won't stop Everything
me flip motherfucker with this baseball bat Best to brace yo' gat, 'fore I brace mine, cause I lace nine From yo' dome to yo' motherfuckin spine Chorus: Puff Daddy
your duel cassette running me Tryin' to get in front of me playa, but you ain't gettin' none of me Better off gunnin' me, with hot slugs numbing me '
in the shade, for a breeze I lay a nigga down and steam roll away ?? Chorus 2X {Puff Daddy shouting a lot over the chorus} [Puff Daddy] I never thought
, yeah, uh, yeah, 94 To all the ladies in the place with style and grace Allow me to lace these lyrical duches in your bushes Who rock grooves and make moves with
what? Come here, come here, open your fucking mouth, open your Didn't I tell you don't fuck with me, huh? Didn't I tell you not to fuck with me, huh?
) And I be switchin fees with a wrist full of G's Nigga please, I'm the macaroni with the cheese Chorus Verse Three: Puff Daddy, Mase Now Puff rule
understand what it means to be black? I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back I go by the name of the Puff Daddy But check this shit out Four
Check me out right here yo Verse One: Puff Daddy Yo the sun don't shine forever (BIG: You can turn the track up a little bit for me) Turn me up