P. Diddy (Puff Daddy) lyrics
P. Diddy (Puff Daddy) lyrics
"Do You Know Lyrics"
In Out Lyrics
I'm down, downtown I'm hangin around I'm the stranger now
Then, there are the times in my life
When I feel, trapped
Feel there's, no way out
No escape
To be honest, I don't know where my life is goin
Where I'll end up at
I just don
Verse One: Puff Daddy
I looked back and saw the cat focus, took notice
Stayed away from the bogus, til his rise began
Phillies stacked his grand played the brokest
til
Track stunnin, fame singin, his name ringin
Money starts to pile, honeys start to wild
Top notch drop top make everything he drop hot
He drea
Got the cream legally without the beam
Witcha fire eye drive slow, 8-5-0
Jet black tint still, they might know
Who the cat controllin the strings of rap and R
I'm down, downtown I'm hangin around I'm the stranger now
Then, there are the times in my life
When I feel, trapped
Feel there's, no way out
No escape
To be honest, I don't know where my life is goin
Where I'll end up at
I just don
Mediator Lyrics
you talk and you fucking talk your bullshit never stops do you think anyone is afraid?<
't knowyou talk and you fucking talk your bullshit never stops do you think anyone is afraid?<
Verse One: Puff Daddy
I looked back and saw the cat focus, took notice
Stayed away from the bogus, til his rise began
Phillies stacked his grand played the brokest
til
The Blackest Years Lyrics
oh berlin your heart has been drawn and quartered again the east and the west were divided by
he seemed hopeless, soon to be the dopest, cat cominoh berlin your heart has been drawn and quartered again the east and the west were divided by
Track stunnin, fame singin, his name ringin
Money starts to pile, honeys start to wild
Top notch drop top make everything he drop hot
He drea
Push It (Real Good) Lyrics
I bet you look at me and think that I'm a dumb blonde But you have no idea how far I've actu
m, visualize, plot and schemeI bet you look at me and think that I'm a dumb blonde But you have no idea how far I've actu
Got the cream legally without the beam
Witcha fire eye drive slow, 8-5-0
Jet black tint still, they might know
Who the cat controllin the strings of rap and R