up, no, better run Don't stop, what we gone too far Don't flop, what we just too large See that Bad Boy on the countdown Too slow can't keep up, no,
saga continues) Tootsie rolls (We still here) Yo, PD, Bad Boy, Alumni, BR I had this bad bitch uptown, she was WHOA (THAT'S CRAZY) Almost had me pushing up
years and we still runnin this motherfucker [P. Diddy] + (Notorious B.I.G.) Yeah! (one) As we proceed to give you what you need (One, two...) It's all fucked up
It's a hell up in Harlem, fuck it, another day Another dollar, wake up, to the barking from the rottweilers Pull the collars, make 'em sit for the godfather
And it just so happens that I'm seeing cash 'Cause you messed up a lot just trying to be fast And I ain't gonna ask who smashed the E-Class Pull up to
ass out on what a bitch think when a nigga got some cheddar Girls be like (A LOON)! Take that, get money, cars, player That's that act innocent get his
to hide it in the attic half a mill me The use to get it in before the deal me Now niggas actin like I owe em tell em bill me Back up on our grind we
hide it in the attic half a mill me The use to get it in before the deal me Now niggas actin like I owe em tell em bill me Back up on our grind we put
should not be conversation For your lonely homegirls All they doing is hating They don't wanna see you happy and all in love They wanna break us up So
up, I can say that I was too young, I'll never get that back Now it's this way, now it's flipped, babe I'm happy, just listen, I had to give it up I
happy Boy the last time we was on the last line We argue and we get to kiss making up again (make up again) It only feels right when somethings goin
s about us I thought I?d never see the day that I?d be free Now I can?t get enough of what my lover does I?m so happy that I found, Somebody to love
Click clack away [Verse 2: Diggy Simmons] You take away my very breath No need to ask if i'm ready, yes I go get my tux and you go get your dress And
already spiralled up I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck my world up If I was you, I would duck, or get struck like lightening, Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up
take away my very breath Call nine one one, Mary bless No need to ask if I'm ready, yes I'll go get my tux, and you go get your dress And we gone do
got opinions, man We're all entitled to 'em But I never asked So let me thank you for your time And try not to waste any more of mine Get out of here
will fold you and your MacBook Close shows, shut you down before we gon' go backwards Act up, and whether we high or low we gonna get back-up Like the