Can I smoke in here Can I sit down Am I bothering you Are you alone Is my tie on straight Do you rate me polite Do I need a shave Do I seem alright Names
'round here, we fix it I can take y'all where you need to go Down to my hood, back in them woods We do it different 'round here, that's right But we
But I don't know why I keep calling Why I keep all of these girls at my shows They loving me but I don't know why I keep calling Why I keep calling you
I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying When the
, Iiiiiii be I be I been I been, I been here for the culture, youknowhatI'msayin? I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't I don't be recognizin all that new
can of Thunder I slang lumber, a spell I keep my women under Through all seasons, they fall winter spring and summer I hit the highway smoked out pistol grippin But I
against a million billion of y'all, mother fuckers I will never stop I bust six out the roof of my Bentley Coup Head shots so mother fuckers can't regroup, can't recoup I
scandalous I done lost my best friend in Los Angeles My other nigga turned Evangelist But I can't quit cause I'm on some Evander shit Fuck the money and
Just broke up where this kid is stayin (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Cause I found out he was a One Minute Man (OH THAT'S CRAZY) I'm like, dad, can you get my freak
[Black Rob] (P. Diddy) Y'all ain't ready (The saga continues) Tootsie rolls (We still here) Yo, PD, Bad Boy, Alumni, BR I had this bad bitch uptown,
you better use caution, knowin I'm the boss and I'm sittin on pyramids, flossin I don't really gotta talk son I can get lost and sit back livin off endorsements
Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal (yeah) Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars (uh huh) And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes (let
Brooklyn, Queens, Manhattan, Staten Uptown, what now?! Let's make it happen [P. Diddy Talkin] New York motherfuckers! If you can make it here, you can make it anywhere We still here
it's on, the shots flowin' through your head I been rich, I been poor, I saved and blown bread Some say I been here before because of the way I zone
under them clothes I know you wanna go and smoke out Stay up all night and go eat at the Waffle House You and me bring your friend that make three I bet I can
thoughts can be And how I stack figures Learn why I'm real, still that nigga I get money I ain't gotta do a crime Shit I hit dimes, what I need with
a walk about I light a long L and just blowin' the smoke about See, we serious wit it, they ain?t nothin to joke about And while I scope it out I love
I can show you 'bout a real love And I can promise anything that I do Is just to satisfy you P Diddy - (I think i needa little help on dis one) You