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Yo, the sun don't shine But as long as it's then we might as well shine together now than never, business before pleasure P. Diddy and the Fam, who you do it better?
Yeah right, no what, we air tight So when you hear make sure you hear it right Don't make a ass yourself, by assumin' Our music keeps you movin' what are you You know that I'm two levels you baby Hug me baby, I'm a make you love me Talkin' crazy, ain't gon' get you but choked And that jealousy is only leave you broke So the only thing left now is God for these And B.I.G. you you too hard for these cats I'm a win I'm too smart for these cats While they makin' up facts (uh) you up plaques
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Put your money on the and get your math on it down, split it up, get your laugh on See you later Dog, I'ma get my on There's a bed full of money I get my ass on I lose the passion to go platinum Said I'd live it up 'til all the gone Ain't funny, only use plastic, craft it to make classics, hotter acid P-D, on your tape or CD The killa, no team illa The Fam-o, ammo, is channel We been hot for a long burnin like a candle What you can do is check distribution My songs bump in Houston like Scarface 'em You ain't gotta me, you just mad cause I tell it how it is, and you it how it might be
We got the shit, Mac tight, brass and flashlights The in the two-seaters, with two Midas Senoritas, kiss rings you meet us P. Diddy run the city, no pity I'm the witty one, Frank's the from the Brook' broke the neck of your coke connect No squeeze off 'til all y'all diminish for twenty minutes, until we finish Venice the loot, escaped, in the Coupe Break bread, the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Luc' Black Rob the Mob, it ain't no replacin' him Niggas up, with just Mase and 'em Placin' them in funerals, turned aroused The Brick City, nobody off like P.Diddy Business wise, I men money on the Island Cayman, y'all just betray men You screamin, I position, Another day in the life, of the
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We got the real shit! y'all niggas wanna do?
It's all up now What I'm a do now, I'm a do now? It's all up now