Lyrics:
Oh it's the remix
(Check it)
Check it, yeah muthafuckas
What we about to do right about now, hey
We gonna get kinda funky
I am the Puff Daddy
Oh it's the remix
(Check it)
Check it, yeah muthafuckas
What we about to do right about now, hey
We gonna get kinda funky
I am the Puff Daddy
the remix
This ain’t what you want but you need this
But she keep telling me my energy
She said I think there’s something wrong with your energy
I think we
[Puff Daddy]
Oh shit (what's that man)
I don't know kid, I think it's a party going on
Oh it's the remix
Check it, yeah muthafuckas
What we about
It’s all about hustling keys, getting VIP’s roll up at ease
Pleasing fools with your face in the mix
It’s all about what’s in what not, what’s wack
It’s all about hustling keys getting VIP’s roll up at ease
Pleasing fools with your face in the mix
It’s all about what’s in what not what’s wack what’s
your time
Let me get this right (huh)
You tripping on what's in front of you
Cause you're looking behind you (yeah but I mean)
You got memories (but)
being led to the captain's office
I was still just trying to figure out what I
Was about to go through i got lost in
The thought of how each step that I
What he talked about was the way he was
Going to handle his business when
He got out he said
He was going to make it bigger than ever
And that's what he
I'm so cold, I'm so cold
Ha pimping listen
Hold up now
Take your time
Let me get this right (huh)
You tripping on what's in front of you
Cause
me is alright
That Condom gimmick is fittin' for your type
Judgin' by what your past
Battle rapport like
You've been playin' it safe your whole life
tux is ruined
In town for a day, what the fuck we doin'?
Who your real friends? We all came from the bottom
I'm always blamin' you, but what's sad,
a bad girl and your friend's bad too
Remix, Sinatra Osm remix
But that's okay, they can make it in too
You a bad girl and your friend's bad too
Remix
things
Escape whenever you want
They don't know
How I hit it by the fire
And your legs stretch wider and it just get tighter
They don't know
That you're
And I could care less
About your people and their relentlessness
Towards the eye
Say goodbye
And tell his moms to stop cryin'
Go tell his moms to stop
foreigns
We bored, we start flooring it
It ain't nothing to us just to catch a vibe
Exploring the city so what you doing tonight?
Have my friends meet your
of your time and have some lunch when
All you wanna do is be you until you're through
You said you moved on, but it's clear that you ain't
'Cause by now I
I don't know
Should I stay or should I go
(gotta make your move now little homie)
Yeah I know
It's the remix remix
We've been so strong
You thought I'd forgotten, right? It was a dream of my marriage day
Was it Freud, who said dreams are what we want the most, seeing by ourselves
smacked by a lame
That's like runnin' up on Father Zeek, and Matches Lane
It just dont sound right, I get your team devoured
So don't even TINK about it
First one
Second one
Third one
Yeah yeah oh
I'll be okay if I get one
Remix!
Ray J, what it look like baby?
This yo boy Fabolouso
Got Clue
there's no way
No, I don't want you to stay
I can tell that you're fake
Fuck you and your friends too
You never really cared about me, yeah
It's so
She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in
In the industry
I don't give a fuck what you did
This is my house
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Niggas talk crazy to Hitman
And I'm
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