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| P. Diddy - Bad Boy For Life Aiyyo, you ready? Let's do it! Mmmm, yeah, Yeah, c'mon, I'm the definition of, half man, half drugs, Ask the clubs, Bad Boy, that's whassup, After bucks, crush crews after us, No games, we ain't laughin much, Nothin but big thangs, check the hitlist, How we twist shit, what changed but the name, We still here, you rockin wit the best, Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks, (Ha!) Who's the boss? Dudes is lost, Don't think cause I'm iced out, I'ma cool off, Who else but me? (Who else?) And if you don't feel me, That mean you can't touch me, it's ugly, trust me, Get it right dawg, we ain't ever left, We just, moved in silence and repped to the death, (Yeah) It's official, I survived what I been through, Y'all got drama, the saga continues, (Chorus) We ain't, goin nowhere, we ain't, goin nowhere, We can't be stopped now, cause this Bad Boy for life, We ain't, goin nowhere, we ain't, goin nowhere, We can't be stopped now, cause this Bad Boy for ife, Hey yo straight from the Harlem streets, I don't play, I push it down with the Harlem Heat, (Uh-huh) All a sudden niggaz got a problem wit me, (Black, what happened?) They run around actin like the Black-o can't eat, And you know what? (What?) For some strange reason, (Uh) I'm off of this medication, feelin deranged needin, For y'all to put the word outm (C'mon, c'mon) We ain't leavin, We tryin to be rich before we all stop breathin, Therefore, (What?) we kinda hustle lames, Stay layin down our muscle games, (C'mon) Still turn niggaz dreams to flames, (Yeah) you got the wire, If not I ain't sayin no names, you'll soon expire, No pain, (Nothin) I feel remorse, Yes of course it's me and Diddy up first racin Porsches, Wit the big twin valve exhaustes, (Yeah) On the cover of ya Vibe's, XXL's and Source's bitch, (C'mon, let's go!) Repeat Chorus Yeah, yeah, yo, yeah, It ain't shit changed, since the Notorious, (We miss you B.I.G.) See everything still glorious, (Yeah) We still got warriors, still be the victorious, (That's right) See it's a lot of them, but it's more of us, Still got cash to blow, raps to flow, Still them cats that know, pack ya flow, That's fo' sho', bottles that pop, joints that rock, Played the background, hand on my jock, holdin my glock, (Ha ha ha) Money to get (Yeah), cars to flip, (Uh) Bars to sit at and sip Cognac wit jewels that drip, (C'mon) Hoes to see (Uh), make sure they knowin it's me, (They know it's you) Drop that beat, can't believe that I MC, (Ha ha) Bad Boy 'til the casket drop (Bad Boy) gotta love it Place nuttin above it, (Nuttin) it's on like that, (C'mon) Don't believe, we ain't goin like that, We're always gonna be here, (Yeah) We there (Uh) every motherfuckin year, Repeat Chorus (2x) (P. Diddy over Chorus) Bad Boy, we ain't goin nowhere, Uh-huh, uh-huh, what? We ain't goin nowhere, we gon' stay right here, For ever, and ever, and ever, and ever, c'mon, We ain't goin nowhere, we gon' stay right here, We ain't goin nowhere, we gon' stay right here, Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, Cause it's Bad Boy for life! |
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