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[Puff Daddy] The man ya`ll been waitin` to hear Check him out
[Shyne] Let it be understood, Bad Boy run this >From Brooklyn to AT, they pump this Got you in the head with this gun shell Yeah, I know... I be on some dumb shit >From the cold killa niggas that air the block out Them chinchilla broads that wear your cock out Cost her ten mil, now it`s me you see hop out Stop playin`, game over like the lock-out Serious shit, I`m the baddest Bad Boy, imperial shit Me and Q double L from the 4 period 6, knockin Total ? flava, no doubt
[Pam] (Puffy) I`m gettin` tired of bein` tired of your ways (c`mon) You haven`t come home or even called me today (this is the remix) And you don`t know the pain when I`m feelin` alone I`m callin` out your name when you`re not even home (yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
[Kima] And I need you with me babe Can`t see you leavin` me babe Cuz I don`t know no other road I would go And I hope your feelings change Come bring your lovin` back to me So I can give you all you need and much more Oh, I`m sittin`
1 - [Total] Sittin` home waitin` for you Starin` at these walls is all I do I try my best to be good to you But you`re never around when I`m in the mood
[Keisha] (Puffy) All my friends think that I am your fool (talk to me Keisha) And since you have been gone, I been thinkin` so too Just tell me what it is and what you feel I do wrong (you ain`t doin` nothin` wrong) We should stay together cuz our love is so strong (I feel ya)
[Kima] (Puffy) And I need you with me babe Can`t see you leavin` me babe Cuz I don`t know no other road I would go And I hope your feelings change Come bring your lovin` back to me So I can give you what you want and much more Oh, I`m sittin` (Shyne, talk to me one time)
[Shyne] I think it`s only right I live the beat I was on some multi-platinum melody tone Shoot, they `bout to bury me homes Carry it home, pencil bars and continental laws Coincidental? Nah I was meant to do this My speaches as a fetus get you at your z-lift, you beatless I made one, you lightweight, I made tons You betta off countin` stars, then them hoes that I make cum Hot to def, I ain`t talkin` rhymes I`m talkin` `bout this vest, TEK and the coat to cover it all From the veteran ?, VK the 2-5 Nigga, Shyne is too live Say you betta? Nigga you lie Wanna be me? You can`t fit the shoe size Them hoes? Bruised eyes Young Don from, ummm, Brook-lon
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