they saw Malique doing it in his inlay And not to mention all the crazy calls from God knows who Just to call and hang up after screaming I love
off, what [Puff Daddy] Un huh, B.I.G. with the Cash Money Millionaires, forever Juvenile, Lil' Wayne, Baby, Turk, B.G., Manny Fresh Slim, CEO, and me P. Diddy
men (yeah) You screamin, I position, competition Another day in the life of the Comission [P. Diddy] Oh it ain't over, aiyyo Banks talk to 'em [Lloyd Banks] + (P. Diddy
on like floors and carpets P. Diddy who did he when the son don't shine Gun shots is plenty, clips is all empty Minds filled with envy, love assassin
P. Diddy: You ready. It's time for you to speak up Bad Boy Baby Whitney Houston As we procede Whitney: Well, well, well, well Hey Whoooo Chorus: Why
that Texas I knooow, that ya feel me Wanna pop lock and dance then put oooon that get silly Wanna dance till ya sweaty put oooon that P. Diddy Tryna
the truck My conscience tellin me if I put the clip in the buck It might be loud enough to wake B.I.G and them up What if that was P. Diddy sittin in
after the king of NY got shot down, ten years later I'm in Harlem killin' them mixtapes, they like me, i want them to love me like they love Mase,
CLUB PURE YOUR GIRL OUTSIDE ROCKING CHRISTIAN DIYOUR. WE MIX IT UP LIKE JUCIY LIQUIOR I PUT IT ON HER TURNER THROW SOME JUCIY COTOUR. THE BACK SEAT LETS DO IT IN THE P
[Intro: Young Buck] (?) No I'm not Jay-Z, 50 or P. Diddy Nas and DMX or Brooklyn's own Biggie I'm a dirty south soldier I hope y'all hear me cause (Heart
kicks (Boy) Look at his car (Boy) all I say is (Oh Boy) Look mami I'm no good I'm so hood Clap at your soldiers sober then leave after it's over Killa
(feat. Diddy, Ghostface Killah & Peedi Peedi) [Chorus: Diddy] Pass another shot of that Patron Shorty I'm goin, why chu goin with me After this, tonight
(feat. Black Rob, Mark Curry) {P. Diddy} Aiyyo, you ready? Let's do it {music starts} Mmm, yeah, uhh.. Yeah, uhh.. c'mon I'm the definition of, half
us a bent-lie/Bentley (what?) Let's get back to the spot in NY Seven glocks P-S-P-O pops Hit both the hot locks Let'em read it that Diddy is on them
can a nigga really chase [Puffy] Where do you go after the applause After all the Soul Train and Grammy awards, after the tours After asking these whores what they after