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Oh, yeah (I like this, as we proceed) Ladies and gentlemen (turn it up, just do it) It's star time (just do it, do it, do it) The time you've all been waitin' for (The time you've all been waitin' for) This is a Bad Boy (you motherfuckers didn't know, Bad Boy) Flipmode collaboration (Flipmode, bitch) (Put your bathing suit on, it's hot) Come on Shake ya ass (come on), watch yourself (okay) I'm the man (let's go) and no one else (come on) Rawr, rawr, like a dungeon dragon Still king of the flow, while my mink be draggin' (that's right, let's go) I said I'm sick with the flow, stick a dick in ya ho Make 'em shut down the club, we threw a brick at the door (say what?) Shit, I'm the number man, hot like Summer Jam Slick like Fonzarelli and Rich like Cunningham I stretch 'em like rubber bands (I make 'em say) Oh, shit, the bitch got up and left with another man (say what?) What is you talkin' 'bout? There's nothin' to talk about (see), you just a walkabout I light a long L, just blowin' the smoke about (yeah) See, we serious wit' it, there ain't nothin to joke about And while I scope it out, I love the way you bounce (yeah, uh-huh, come on) Shake ya shit, tuck in ya ass in poke it out (come on) Give me the Henny, you can give me the Cris' (yeah, yeah) And you can pass me the Remi, but pass the Courvoisier Give me the ass, you could give me the dough You can give me the 'dro, but pass the Courvoisier Give me some money, you can give me some cars Before you give me your bitch make sure you pass the Courvoisier (yeah) Give me some shit, you can give me the cribs (yeah) You can give me whatever, just pass the Courvoisier (yeah, yeah) We got these hoes lovin' it (yeah) They gettin' familiar, man They screamin' out my government (Sean John) I like them in twins like Doublemint (Don Juan) We be bangin' all types of chicks from here to (Hong Kong) The best-dressed bitches actin' all cute to my shit And get to wildin' out, they actin' like a brick to my shit Flow to go another distance from yours (yeah) We holdin' Jewish money now (uh-huh) Down to the credit card different from yours (that's right) It's the law for me to get in your drawers I run the city of course, they call me Mr. Diddy, the boss You know me, the only G to willy a Porshe We get dough and own land the size of Philly of course Can't imagine the price that my jewelry really would cost (yeah, what?) We go to clubs with a briefcase and a half milli' to floss (damn) Fuck around and you can really get tossed Ken Griffey flow, call me Alaska 'cause I be the king of the frost (oh, man) What you can do is Give me the Henny, you can give me the Cris' (yeah, yeah) And you can pass me the Remi, but pass the Courvoisier (yeah) Give me the ass, you could give me the dough You can give me the 'dro, but pass the Courvoisier Give me some money, you can give me some cars Before you give me your bitch make sure you pass the Courvoisier (yeah, come on) Give me some shit, you can give me the cribs (what?) You can give me whatever, just pass the Courvoisier (let's go) Five thousand boomin' watts (yeah) I got a thousand karats all up in my watch Travel lightly, flow back easy (yeah, come on) Back with the Bus-a-Bus and the P. Diddy (yeah) We stay livin' at the top of the charts (yeah) The shit we be spittin' be state of the art (come on) We rockin' your block shit, wildin' like rock shit (uh-huh, yeah) Strapped with the gun and the street corner hot shit Now we sittin' in the drop-top pretty Knock, knock, who is he? (Uh-huh) Bus-a-Bus I put it down in this, I get busy (excuse me Bus-a-Bus) We controllin' the city, if you ain't knowin' By the way, my name is Puff Yo, it ain't my fault your dame corrupt We went from Henny', to Remi, to Moe', to Belve', to The game is us We gettin' money, motherfucker, in the game we trust Every time we put it down, reppin' the name is a must (Flipmode) Give me the Henny, you can give me the Cris' (yeah, yeah) And you can pass me the Remi, but pass the Courvoisier (yeah) Give me the ass, you could give me the dough You can give me the 'dro, but pass the Courvoisier (yeah) Give me some money, you can give me some cars Before you give me your bitch make sure you pass the Courvoisier (yeah) Give me some shit, you can give me the cribs (yeah) You can give me whatever, just pass the Courvoisier (come on) Give me the Henny, you can give me the Cris' (yeah, yeah) And you can pass me the Remi, but pass the Courvoisier (yeah, yeah) Give me the ass, you could give me the dough You can give me the 'dro, but pass the Courvoisier Give me some money, you can give me some cars Before you give me your bitch make sure you pass the Courvoisier (pass it, yeah Give me some shit, you can give me the cribs (pass it, pass it) You can give me whatever, just pass the Courvoisier Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, just pass the Courvoisier Yeah, bitch, pass me that Louis, that motherfuckin' That, that, that, that iron drew Nineteen vintage, motherfuckin' medieval Ow, bitch, yeah, just pass the Courvoisier That, that shit make, that dark shit just make me, make me wanna fuck Straight up, I just need one This make a nigga dick hard as a (Oh, oh, one, two, cut)
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