1: P. Diddy] Girl you made me believe again If you happy then be with him, go 'head mommy breathe again Go 'head mommy breathe again, don't stop now
y'all niggas livin' a lie Only reason you switchin' up your druid is 'Cause you keep gettin' robbed I looked that nigga in the eyes Before I send him
front grill (ehehe) Yes it's on again (c'mon) to a place near you I'm lookin out my rearview, fresh gear too (yeah) Holla at your man (holla at him)
up the words to express how I loved her Long hair, pretty face, slim waist The kind that you marry and take to another place [India sings again] and
I'm on the grind My mind is already made up Sippin' the finest wine It's private jets to Jamaica Everyday that I wake up I look up at Christ and thank Him
us) It was the summertime (baby there is nothing like the) Summertime, summertime (ohh) [Beyonce] Now it's been a year and we're closer Fall in love again
big Lincoln, why he died on the side for the stinking Watch the task force task for look Marlboro It's a big chance, big pants Might guard him with my
How many times did I ask 'why are you with him'? How many times did I beg you to run away? How many times did he tell you it won't happen again? And
wit me tonight and I got to know) Trey Songz Talking: Yo It's just me and you tonight And I'm at the point where I don't ever wanna share you ever again
, all a girl want, wants. All a girl need, needs. Its just all those, simple things like to be cared for. Just to have him, be there for. All that matters
Businessmen drink my blood Like the kids in art school said they would And I guess I'll just begin again You say can we still be friends If I was scared
set out to be, without a doubt, undoubtably And all those who look down on me, I'm tearing down your balcony No if, ands, or buts, don't try to ask him
won't pay attention To the lies you had given Wasn't really in it The way that you should have been And I guess you know I so moved on Once again took
All right when we go up in this goddamn house All I want is the motherfuckin' kids As far as pops I don't give a fuck what you do Bust him in his motherfuckin
to get out I got the motherfucking side with bi clocks Raise the auto-loader and let off the buckshot (Sounds of gunfire) That's how I like to do work (Gunfire again
yell P.E. this, P.E. that Fist in the air, proud to be black Now they got static and you run like punks I haven't heard an MC stand up for him once
Go toe to toe with the sucka no matter what size A fool tried to sweat me actin' like he was hard I stuck him twice in the neck and left him dead on
And I'm a leave on one more note One more motherfuckin note It's like this... Look at him [Drake:] I ain't been here in a minute Cut the lights off I