P. Diddy - Back For Good Now Lyrics
[p. Diddy)
uhh, Yeah, You Know What It Is
[black Rob]
aiyyo, Back On The Scene
ain`t Nuthin` Changed
still Doin` Wild Things
whippin` Something Mean
the Whole Shorts In The Rolls Royce Is Off
for Sure, Bouncin` The Bar On My Next World Tour
when We Hit The Sick, I`m The Cure
we `bout To Pop It Off So Wild, Hit The Floor
ain`t Nobody Botherin` You
all I`m Thinkin` `bout Is Clobberin` You
immigration Always Sayin` I`m Harboring A Few
illegal Aliens
females, Mostly Latins And Israeli-ans
the Top Story, Evening News
i`m The Shit, They Been Decieving You
drop The Roof On The Coupe D`ville
shoot To Kill
ask Niggas, Duke Is Real
stay Lookin` For The Loot To Steal
he Determined
don`t Try To Touch Bad Boy, Cause We Burnin`
i Want My Glory
duke Is Not A Joke, And I Ain`t Got ?
everytime I Grab The Mic It`s With The Sole Intent
to Rip Shots And Give You 2oo Percent
man, I`m Tired Of Doin` Dirt
tired Of Being On The The Run From Wyatt Earp
rather Be Somewhere In A Quiet Church, Sayin` Prayers
not Only Sayin` Mine, But Sayin` Theirs
that`s Cause My Dawgs Ain`t There
chorus: X2
the More Hits We Make, More Money To Burn
the More Fame We Get, Niggas Get Concerned
it Don`t Matter Who`s Hot, Who`s Out
bad Boy Is Back For Good Now
[loon]
aiyyo, I`m Fresh Off The Plane
tryin` To Get A Little Bit Of Stress Off My Brain
m-i-a
dom P., Palm Trees, 9o Degrees
arm Freeze, Mom Please, Ain`t Nuthin` But Cheese
caribbean Sea, Malibu Breeze
watchin` Dvds On 5o Inch Screens
so Cut It Out, You Ain`t Now Don Juan, Please
i Stay Spillin` Dom On My Sean John Jeans
i Hit The Bar, Yo, It`s All On Me
pop Bottles, Models, Be All On Me
you All Gon` See How It`s All Gon` Be
front On Me And See Where You All Gon` Be
six Feet Deep
when The Heat Seek, Niggas Be Misty
from 155th To 11oth Street
harlem Bound, Bad Boy, Who The Fuck Want A Problem Now?
chorus X2
[p. Diddy]
see This Is The Part I Like Right Here
i Like When I See Everybody On The Dance Floor
yeah, I See Y`all, Just Shakin` Your Asses
c`mon, Hold On, I Need To Break It Down
yeah
one Time Like This
now Would You Clap Your Hands
your Hands You Clap
if Your Girl`s Outta Place Then Your Girl Get Tapped
niggas Keep Thinkin` Diddy Ain`t On It Like That
but You Never See Me Standing On The Corner Like That
cause, I`m Talented, Yes I`m Gifted
never Boosted, Never Shoplifted
forget Get The Cash, The Money Ain`t Nuthin`
cause Everything I Talk About, You Know I Ain`t Frontin`
i Rock Sean John Everyday
boutiques From France To The Usa
and I Make All The Chips Off The Hits I Invent
so It Really Doesn`t Matter How Much I Spent
cause, I`m Droppin` Hits
daily
you Burn Me?
really?
think Bad Boy Been Played A Million Times
and I Don`t Care If Niggas Write A Billion Rhymes
damn, We Still Payed!
we Still Payed!
yeah, We Got It Made!
[loon]
aiyyo, This Game Ain`t Stoppin`
we Champagne Poppin`
girl, I Got Shit That Your Man Ain`t Coppin`
you Could Hop In When Your Man Ain`t Watchin`
give You One Option, Temperature`s Droppin`
gettin` Cold, Control Your Soul When I`m Locked In
you The Type Of Chick That Fold When You Boxed In
signals My Watch And Givin` You More Reasons To Hop In
this Is A Bentley, Not A Datsun
don`t Confuse Me With Dude, I`m Not Him
your Man Got A Lot To Learn
but You Could Leave With The Cat If You That Concerned
one Day You Gon` Actually Learn
but Not Now Cause, Girl, I Got Tracks To Burn
i Stay On My J-o-b
nigga, Me, P. Diddy, B. R-o-b
[p. Diddy]
the Fam Baby, Bad Boy
chorus X4
[p. Diddy]
yeah, I Want To Dedicate This To Everybody That Been Down With Us
from Day One
shakin` Them Asses On The Dance Floor
that`s All We`re Tryin` To Do
mo` Money, No Mo` Problems
2oo1, Bad Boy Forever
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