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
back for good now 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,
Перевод: P. Diddy. Back For Good Теперь.
blood, About everything I love, [Diddy] To the eye blacker, over handed face the palm smacker, Good scrapper, cat stacker, good wood packer, Tear up the Dom P
Now that we down with all of the nonsense If you know you not a groupie, make some noise [Chorus] G-R-O-U-P-I-E Told me that she ain't a freak [2
it like Diddy, your city's my city They try to throw me the kitty, the kitty's like "gimme" Didn't drop for a minute, bootleggers told me they need me
1 (P. Diddy)] Now let's take 'em high-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh la la la la la la la (Top of the world, baby. T-Top of the world) Now let's take 'em high-igh
crazy Don't hold back I'ma put it where it 'pose to be at And that's non-stop and party-hoppin, it's on [P. Diddy] You had the nerve to say I had a
my blood About everything I love Am still a eye blacker, open handed, face the palm smacker Goods strapper, cat stacker, good wood packer Tear up the Dom P
now It's supposed to be good now It's like I'm walkin' tight rope and can't look down Fire below me, now the fantasies I have for women are unholy Success
half a million With all my niggaz, all my guns, all my women Next two years, I should see about a billion All for the love of drug dealin Got no love for
tonight It's crazy Don't hold back I'ma put it where it 'pose to be at And that's non-stop and party-hoppin, it's on [P. Diddy] You had the nerve to
right where you want them, Man, I'ma blow your brain! Diddy got the remedy for the enemies, And the run is the gun, so my flow go back! I'm on the last
I diddy bop, you peeped that Mink on Maury kicks, plus Chanel ski hat She want the boy, so I give her the boy Now she screamin' out, "Boy, boy, boy" Now
in the back with the derelicts Yeah, I pop plenty shit Chump, I'm making hits No time for the crack rock and shit Took it to another level Now I'm gettin
's good, it's all fucked up now Y'all know it's all fucked up now right? What the fuck y'all gonna do now? What I'ma do now? Can y'all hear me out
can dance, dance, dance Clap your hands, hands, hands All night, if you're in the mood Do what you wanna do all night long Have a good time Lay back
