Yeah, we up now, yeah (Uh cmon)
Yeah, we up now (Uh, uh cmon)
We up now |Baby, I like it|
Yeah, yeah (Uh, uh cmon)
(Uh uh cmon) |I like it babe|
(Uh uh cmon)
(Cmon cmon cmon)
Theyre back
Yo, now nobody party like we party
You wouldnt know till you cats see me party
I hardly sip bacardi
So your clique think a nigga to pretty to sip a mixed drink (uh uh)
But chicks think when they see I be a V.I.P. D-I-double D-Y
Be the cat that kick back, bring all the stars out
Same cat you know bring all the cars out (yep yep)
All our street cats buy all the bars out (yep yep)
Dont know whatchall bout but Im livin it up
Ten mill yeah, Im bigger than what
So you know on the low when I blow, niggas givin it up (they got to)
They know why everything I touch is so fly
Mult-I so I stay swimmin in cho-chi
All day the niggas from New York to Norway
My name hold more weight than Broadway
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You like the way I do the things I do
Its all for you
No way to fill my shoes
Cuz all I do, I do for you
The more cheddar, the more better
Ever since I was young I was a go-getter
And you should know better to call Puff the coketeller
Knowin Im a Hummer wholesaler
And you should know this
Im a poet, got money wont show it
Im like Russell plus I got the right hussle
Talk slick, I might bust you
Watch your manners, I be on the cameras
I be the next cat down in Atlantis
Or Pacific to be specific, lifestyle too terrific
Hop in the van shop when we land
Dont worry bout the pilot chattin in the Choppers my man
I aint only from Harlem, Im from the Heartland
When I got problems I send in a dark van
Cats in the street treat me like a mob man
Been number one so much, call me Mr. Chart Man
Yo, I tried to hold back, I cant hold back
Yall could be all that, I want it all back
I sat back, let niggas get they dough
I played the cut and let niggas rip they show
Sip they mo, watch niggas pop they Cris
Cop they whip, brag about they watch and shit
But watch this shit, Imma put a stop to this
I got to flip, the vs niggas pop the shit, come on
And I been copped the six, been droppin hits
Been rock my wrist, and flood my dial
These haters be hatin, but love my style
And ladies go crazy, they love my smile
P. Diddy the man push Bentley Sedan, nigga
Get money, thats simply the plan
True Chocolate Mack whos pockets fat
You wanna rock nigga, rock to that with Bad Boy
Yep yep, All Out
Yep yep, H World
Yep yep, Bad Boy
Yep yep, wanna blow
Yep yep, Im a problem
Yep yep, can I be
Yep yep, Crime Fam
Yep yep, suga suga
Uh uh uh
Uh uh uh
Uh uh uh
Uh uh, uh uh (Yeah, we up now)
Uh uh uh uh uh (yeah, yeah, true that)
Uh uh uh uh uh
All Out, we back we back
(We gon see what you could do now cuz we up now)
Yeah Baby Stase, Blinky Blink
(Its our time, come on, come on, come on, come on)
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