P. Diddy (Puff Daddy) Lyrics

P. Diddy (Puff Daddy) Lyrics

"Bad Boy For Life Lyrics"

Degradation Lyrics
Ladies and gentlmen. The Violent Femmes. Come witness the beauty of their degradation. Mothers bring you sons. Mothers bring your daughters to this most educational exhibit. The alternative has constitute has spared no expense to bring these amazing freak babies to the Oriental Theatre. Friday, March 29th. Eight o'clock. Tickets: $8.50 in advance, $10 the night of

Aiyyo, you ready?
Let's do it {*music starts*}
Mmm, 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 (hah!)
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..."
Bad Blood Lyrics
You re a stranger in this town where do you come from, Tell me what's your plan. You've been on the road you can't remember how long, You're a lonely man. Now you can't find what you always thought was easy, And in my mind you found out too late believe me, 'Cause you got bad blood, You got bad blood, You got bad blood, You better get out of here. So tomorrow one more tow
;

[Chorus]
We ain't, go-in nowhere, we ain't, goin nowhere
We can't be stopped now, cause this Bad Boy for Life
We ain't, go-in nowhere, we ain't, goin nowhere
We can't be stopped now, cause this Bad Boy for Life

[Black Rob]
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 (uhh)
I'm off of this medication, feelin deranged needin
for y'all to put the word out (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
Drastic Lyrics
To the will of the people, the will of the people All nation have to bow, drastic solution And to the will of the people, all nation bow Drastic resolution Drastic, do you want it Do you want it to be drastic, would you like it Drastic, do you want it Oh do you want it to be drastic, would you like it Hey, I'm a say, we don't want to fight But if you push us we have to He
got the wire
If not I ain't sayin no names; you'll soon expire; (heh)
No pain (nothin) I feel remorse
Yes of course it's me and Diddy up first racin Porsches
wit the big twin valve exhaust-es {*screeching*} (yeah)
On the cover of ya Vibe's, XXL's and Source's bitch (c'mon, let's go)

[Chorus]

[Mark Curry]
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 (hahaha)
Money to get (yeah), cars to flip (uhh)
Bars
Star Lyrics
(verse 1) Elvis sang viva Las Vegas Marylin on the Silver Screen Joplin, Gable, & Betty Davis Boagie, Hendrix, & Jimmy Dean (pre-chorus) I don't know about the status quo But I really dont see this obsession to feel the need, to make you wanna say... (chorus) You wanna be, You wanna be, You wanna be a Star You wanna be, You wanna be You wanna be <
to sit at and sip Cognac wit jewels that drip (c'mon)
Hoes to see (uhh), make sure they knowin it's me (they know it's you)
Drop that beat, can't believe that I MC (haha)
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 (uhh) every motherfuckin year!

[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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