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P Diddy How We Do

pump-singers' Expect to die, I'd rather sit in a chair, electrified This thing here, testify But, other than that though, we never get caught We ?Joy Jefferson? walk, out of federal court We

the 6th 7th and 8th wonders Pop corks, we be the toast of New York And out West, we want y'all to understand All we wanna do is make you dance We know

York taxicab If your shit wack, we burn If you got beef, we come back like a tax return We get money, hold money, no quotas We gon' fuck around and do

Before you read the lyrics they aren't puff daddy's they are wayne wonders but i didnt no how to get on to do it so i put them here Got somebody she'

(P. Diddy) Uh Yeah Diddy Cheri Dennis Bad Boy La Familia The saga baby Before I met you couldn't take stress 'Cause after BIG died my nigga Mase less

Mel Gib-son's My heat will cook you bwoyy, whooped you bwoyy! Mack came an shook you bwoyy, somma'bitches [P. Diddy] Somma'bitches!!! [Chorus & Outro: P. Diddy

P. Diddy] We'll never stop.. We'll never stop.. One of the greatest teams that ever lived.. It's like in our blood.. We gotta be born this way.. Bad Boy

s on it, Diddy shine on it Tell Flex to run it back and drop a bomb on it Sunday we layin low in Halo, sippin Cris' and we straight Monday we go to Bungalo

?) Let's get back to the spot in N.Y. Seven glocks P S P O pops Hit both the hot locks Let 'em read it that Diddy is on them hot blocks So we sent two