Lyrics:
three
Hey, listen to me, listen, hey)
[Verse One - P.Diddy]
It's tricky, I'm picky, baby, but I just spotted you
Doing your thing, G-string, shoe
team
He sucking the ass he know I'm wet im a freak
He nasty he know what that shit gon do to me
Fuck on my body he wailing
Then slide on them opps how we
what the fuck you gonna do?
You know I see right through you (through you)
When you act like you don't know me (know me)
You lie (lie), you cheat
what the f- you gonna do?
You know I see right through you (through you)
When you act like you don't know me (know me)
You lie (lie), you cheat
and positive but why be negative?
What's the matter, G? Black cat, got your tongue?
Fat track got you sprung, now your hung (do ya feel me?)
Dum-dum-diddy, is
do whatever feels right
God damn feel like this gonna be a long night
Yeah it's funny (Ha)
Now I'm on the city block
Makin hits like diddy (bop bop
the curtains
You might need a recipe, this not a burger
The sauce that I'm dishing out so damn unheard of
Your girl gonna suck like a octopus tentacle
Her
on
I'll tell you what's going on
Nelly:
What's going on 'cross the seas?
Every minute a child dies by this disease
In record numbers, indeed
Got mommas
strongest man hardest hitter
Even though you hate
I still elevate regardless nigga
Step to us boy, look what you done started
And we don't even care
smacked silly, you get smacked silly
Fucking with these niggaz from the, what you gon' do
When you ready? Shit I was born ready
And I was already on fish
smacked silly, you get smacked silly
Fucking with these niggaz from the, what you gon' do
When you ready? Shit I was born ready
And I was already on fish
P Diddy:
What's going on
Jermaine Dupri:
Tell me
P Diddy:
People dying, people crying, Lord help us
Bono:
Mother, mother, there's too many of you
P Diddy:
What's Going On
Jermaine Dupri:
Tell Me
P Diddy:
People Dying
People Crying
Lord help us
Bono:
Mother, mother
There's too many of you
P Diddy:
What's Going On
Jermaine Dupri:
Tell Me
P Diddy:
People Dying
People Crying
Lord help us
Bono:
Mother, mother
There's too many of you
P Diddy:
What's Going On
Jermaine Dupri:
Tell Me
P Diddy:
People Dying
People Crying
Lord help us
Bono:
Mother, mother
There's too many of you
the mother feel the pain, but what you famous doing?
I'm sure the general population trying to be more active
But when the light finally catches you, you ice
a let ma do her thang
Brooklyn, we did it again
[Diddy]
I can't really explain what it is about her
I don't know it's just, it's something special
and positive but why be negative?
What's the matter, G? Black cat, got your tongue?
Fat track got you sprung, now your hung (do ya feel me?)
Dum-dum-diddy, is
be movin' the tan rock
That's the end of that, no, I cannot talk a lot
Man, these niggas out here, I swear they talk a lot
Drive-by on a rat, you
Beautiful Pain
Niggas study you, shawty know what a hundred do
Actually the nigga backing me
Is right in front of you
Raising a daughter
Sometimes
Beautiful Pain
N****s study you, shawty know what a hundred do
Actually the n**** backing me
Is right in front of you
Raising a daughter
Sometimes
as well dance
Put on the red shoes Boogie ooogie oogie Shake your booty
Do the hump di hump
And make a little love
Cuz we all gotta hustle
Bum diddy bum
it
I stay true to the game, so I'm not gonna let it
Take control of me, fool you can roll with me
From OG to OG you can reminisce with me
About
bein'
You don't wanna motherfuckin'
You don't wanna embrace your destiny
You wanna get by
You don't wanna go into the motherfuckin' dark
Where it's
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