ฟังเพลงสากล : Relax Your Mind - (Ost. Bad Boys II)

เนื้อเพลงสากล : Relax Your Mind - (Ost. Bad Boys II)

[P. Diddy]
Come on, a come on now

[Loon]
This is what they wanna hear right here

[P. Diddy]
Come on, a come on now

[Loon]
This is what they wanna hear right here

[P. Diddy]
Come on, a come on now

[Loon]
This is what they wanna hear right here

[Chorus - Loon]
Yo, relax your mind, let your conscious free
Your now rollin with the sounds of the B-A-D
B-O-Y, niggaz don't be that fly
Niggaz don't see sun and we those guys

[Loon]
Check it out, cause I been stackin dough
Been mackin hos, nigga Loon a pimp go ask the hos
Nigga you's a simp, cause your smack the hos (yeah)
And lose your temper like John McEnroe
Me, I'm cool I keep my jewels intact (c'mon)
Loon ain't type of dude that'll move like that (that's right)
Don't compare me to no boozy cat
Cause Loon'll call them dudes, come use them gats
Remember the time when I didn't use to rap
You know me, O.G., O.T. movin past
As far as the street, I already proved that fact
Not to be rude, but I ain't in the mood for that
Movin on to bigger songs, bigger things
Use my arm for bigger charms, bigger rings
Usually calm, but when it's on, nigga trained
To drop the bomb, word to my mom
Ya'll niggaz playin

[Chorus (starts with "girl" instead of "yo")]

[P. Diddy - talking behind Chorus]
Yeah, Bad Boy
Yeah, come on now

[Loon]
Now what's your forte, chicks they all say
That they want a nigga, sip Cris' all day
This be all great, merely kiss for foreplay
When I slip and slide with this chick from Norway
Whips I push, make the bitch's jaw sway
Then I hit they bush, leave 'em drippin all day
Then I get like Bush, when I flip the war play
Fuck the horse play, hot sex in hallways
Pick your spot now, got you hot now
Since you locked down, roof put the top down
I know you eager to leave this hot town
Know how you feel we can leave or not now
First you was fiendin, but screamin stop now
Walls got knocked down, when I laid my cock down
Spendin my cheese while you breathin shop round
I can't believe that you screamin cop now

[Chorus - w/ ad libs]

[P. Diddy - talking behind chorus]
Yeah, come on now

[Loon]
Yo, in one year I gave you bastards, two classic
([P Diddy:] That's right, +I Need a Girl Part I and Part II+, that's right)
Between me, Puff and Usher it was too drastic
Between me, Puff and Gin was true magic (yeah you remember her)
Cause everybody +Needed a Girl+ but who asked her
You was scured, basically you wasn't prepared
To gettin murried and havin a couple of chirls
I'm a grown man nigga, I ain't never concerned
About how nice your ice, or the money you earn
I'm the slim guy, spend years reppin N.Y.'s
So you just start pullin on blunts, I've been high
You just start visitin spots, I've been by
And the hell with a throwback nigga, I've been fly

[P. Diddy]
Come on now

[Loon]
Definitely real, (yeah) spend time in Beverly Hills (break it down)
Been gettin money since Tiffany Mills
I've got a debt to fulfill
Front, I'm a definitely kill
I might peel hole left of your grill
With no mercy, niggaz don't know I'm so thirsty
Sticks and stone, break bones but don't hurt me
Niggaz wanna clap they chrome but won't merk me
Niggaz keep frontin like Loon won't get dirty

[Chorus - 2X]

[P. Diddy - talking behind Chorus]
Relax your mind
Yeah, what's the name
Bad Boy,
Yeah, let's go
yeah, c'mon
Bad Boy baby, yeah

[P. Diddy - talking]
One God, one love, one family
Bad Boy, they ain't never seen nothin like this
I see you Loon [echo]
Come on, come on now
I don't think they heard you
Tell 'em one more time

[Chorus - 2X]

[P. Diddy - talking behind Chorus]
Yeah, what's the name
Bad Boy, YEAH
Relax your mind
Bad Boy baby, and we don't stop

[P. Diddy - talking]
Cause we can't stop
And we won't stop cause we can't stop
Ya'll remember that
Yeah it's still there, it's still there
Ten years later ..
Your our future Loon, let's go boy
Let's go, yeah, let's go
This goes out to Harlem
I see you Harlem, that's where we from

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ฟังเพลงสากล : Realest Niggas - (Ost. Bad Boys II)

เนื้อเพลงสากล : Realest Niggas - (Ost. Bad Boys II)
[Intro]
I love niggas! I love niggas!
Cause niggas are me!
And I should only love that 'presents me
I love to see niggas go through changes
I love to see niggas shoot through shit (Did it again)
And to all niggas that do it I love

[B.I.G.]
To all my Brooklyn (Niggas!)
To all my Uptown (You niggas understand?!)
To all my Bronx (It's war nigga)
To all my Queensbridge (I'll blow you away)

[Verse One: Notorious B.I.G.]
Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls grips it quick
And kicks it quick, you know how black niggas get
With the hoods fatigues with the boots with trees
Smokin weed, flippin ki's, makin crazy G's
Hittin' buckshots at niggas that open spots
On the avenue, take my loot, and I'm baggin you
Pimpin hoes that drive Volvo's and Rodeos
Flash the Roll, make her wet, in her pantyhose
Damn, a nigga style is unorthodox
Grip the glock, when I walk down the crowded blocks
Just in case a nigga wanna act out
I just black out, and blow they motherfuckin back out
That's real

[Chorus: 50 Cent - repeat 2X]
We the realest nigga
50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga
Don't try to act like you don't feel a nigga
Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga
Squeeze the trigga' leave a nigga fa' sho!

[Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G.]
When we smoke spliffs, we pack four-fifths
Just in case dread wanna riff
He get a free lift to the cemetary, rough very
Not your ordinary, we watch you get buried
That's a real nigga for ya
Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer
Spit at the D.A. cause fuck what she say
She don't give a fuck about your ass anyway
Up North found first stop Watertown
Of fist-skill, where the hand skills are real ill
You'll be a super Hoover doo-doo stain remover
Ha hahhh, yo Chief, pass the Buddha

[Chorus-x2]

[Verse Three: 50 Cent]

When I was young my M.O. was to go hand-to-hand
And even my P.O should call me the gingerbread man
I catch a new case and tell her ass to catch me if you can
Dont let ya people feel you up wif octane im not playin
Get gased up to get blast up real B.I.G style watch the kid break it down
Thou shall not fuck with,
nor see poppa 50cent ill break ya punk ass off proper
There's no place like home
New york new york I run this city
and I dont dance around like Diddy
Nigga's is getty till they smacked and sprayed
with the mack milli they dont want drama
Pussy nigga's get hard lip singing my lyrics like millie vanille
with a hook dey feel me (gun cocks) HAHA! im on fire
Nigga's out in philly dey feel me dey bump my shit they been bootleggin to know who pump my shit

[Chorus-x2]

[Verse four: Eminem]
I got 50cent
I got G-Unit
Big Twizzy in dis bitch
With obie trice
So watch what you say
For you call our name
Cause you say one more thing
And it wont be niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice
Here we go I shouldve known I bound to get pulled in some bullshit
Sooner or later you little haters were to jealous of us to love us
You hate it G-Unit made it and Obie coming Big Twizzy get sick to ya stomach (gun cocks)(gun fires)
The 50 percent of his 50cent the other 50 percent of it is who the color skin is
But even if you consider in taking our label down you better find our building before I fuck a plane into it
But I aint trying to get to intricate into it im just trying to give alil hit for you own benefit
Cause then it seem to get to the point where it escalates into some other shit then imma flip
Den imma get to stompin in my air-force ones wont even be able to tell if its two pairrs or one
Cause its going to feel like some many feet kicking you you think that like it just maybe from the 3 cent shoe
Dont know what it is or what it could be but I get a woody when these pussies try to push me
Thinking they goin put me in a position to pick on me yall tickle me pink I think I rather just have BIG sit on me
Hickery dickery dock tickety tock tickety alil bit of the diggedy dock diggedy between a lil bit of the jigga jig jig jigga wit a small pinch of biggie look im just the bomb diggedy
We are the realest label
Dont try to act like you dont feel out label
Cause we goin fuck around and kill your label
Obie, Twizzy, G-unit, 50, Shady records we da label fo sho
We are the realest label
Dont try to act like you dont feel out label
Cause we goin fuck around and steal your paper

Obie, Twizzy, G-unit, 50 we goin kill ya fuckin label fo sho
Shady in the place to be seen and I got what it takes to rock the mike right
Still watch what you say to me punk cause im off probation in less then six months

ฟังเพลงสากล : Keep Giving Your Love To Me - (Ost. Bad Boys II)

เนื้อเพลงสากล : Keep Giving Your Love To Me - (Ost. Bad Boys II)

(P. Diddy)
Ay yo B This a good look right here Yeah Bad Boy baby Uh ay yo B

(Beyonce)
Verse 2:
I been wantin' to explain to you
what it is that you do to me
Got me open I am so in love with lovin' you
Touch in places no one else has
ever made me feel incredible
When you touch me I feel sexy
No one else like you

Bridge:
Got me goin' off all the love you give me(you give me)
I'd be crazy to ever want to leave
I love the way your hands alone run by me (touch me)
Please don't say your gonna stop lovin' me (so keep on)

Chorus:
Keep givin' your love to me (oh)
Keep givin' your love to me (oh)
When you givin' yor love to me (oh)
It's like you makin' love to me (oh)
Repeat

Verse 2:
I loose all control when you are here
and baby it amazes me
How could someone be so sexy
and love like you do
Baby do you understand the power that you possess over me
Can't escape this feeling and I don't think I want to

Bridge

Chorus

It's crazy how much I'm in love with you
It's all cause you love me the way you do
Don't want no other love but you
Cause no one else has ever made me feel this good

Chorus

Makin' love to me
Makin' love to me
Makin' love to me
Makin' love to me
Makin' love to me
Me
Me
Bad Boys II [EXPLICIT LYRICS] [SOUNDTRACK]

ฟังเพลงสากล : Girl, Im A Bad Boy - (Ost. Bad Boys II)

เนื้อเพลงสากล : Girl, Im A Bad Boy - (Ost. Bad Boys II)

Intro: (TS) Terror Squad, Yeah It’s another one, Bad Boy, Cool and Dre, Joey Crack, P Diddy, C’mon, Ugh lets go

Chorus: Girl I gotta do what I gotta do
(Change my life) Change my life
(Make things right) Make things right (WOOO),
But girl I’m a Bad Boy
So I gotta do what I gotta do (Bad Boys 2 Baby)
(Risk my life) Risk My Life (The soundtrack)
(In the late night) In the late night (Booka)
But girl I’m a Bad Boy (Yeah Yeah)


FAT JOE Verse 1: I know at times u feel stressed out,
But I’m tryna set you up so lata on I can buy u Oprah’s guest house,
But for now I gotta hug the block
I know u sick of visits from under cover cops,
And run into the kitchen tryna hide the box
Just gimme a minute and ima fudge u with rocks
I got a wicked jump shot but lets be real
Ain’t no scout gonna give this sad nigga a deal
I gotta do what I gotta do that’s what’s up
What’s with this new attitude u been stashin’ my stuff (That’s right)
Ima bad boy like Mike Lawry (Bad Boys Baby)
How u think u got that rainbow Lui,
Not with a legal job’s salary

Chorus: Girl I gotta do (Yeah) What I gotta do
(Change my life) Change my life
(Make things right) Make things right,
But girl I’m a Bad Boy
So I gotta (Yeah) Do what I gotta do (C’mon)
(Risk my life) Risk My Life (Yeah)
(In the late night) In the late night (Yo Crack gimme a holla at for a second)
But girl I’m a Bad Boy

P. DIDDY Verse 2: Mami got u stuck off the realness
You know the infamous u heard of us (heard of us)
It’s your bad boy business men
Me and Joey crack gettin Benjamins sittin in a van the same color as cinnamon (C’mon) Ma I’m tryna be your night in shinin (Uh Huh)
To put u in a house on the Cayman islands
Spent your whole life beside me (That’s right)
A lil’ light that guide me (Yeah) thru it all u was right behind me (Lets go),
And ma I know I gotta change,
But right now a niggas dealin with a lot of things
It’s not the same girl please with me and u we can ‘chieve whatever,
But I cant change I’m a bad boy forever (You Know)

Chorus: Girl (Yeah) I gotta do (C’mon) what I gotta do
(Change my life) Change my life (You gotta make that change man)
(Make things right) Make things right (We dun came up ya heard),
But girl I’m a (woo) Bad Boy (Uh yeah)
So I gotta do what I gotta do (Some are CERN, some are CERN, ya heard)
(Risk my life) Risk my life (You and the kids ya heard)
(In the late night) (Bad Boy Baby) In the late night,
But girl I’m a Bad Boy


FAT JOE Verse 3:Now we livin up in Dobbs Ferry (Uh huh)
In the TV in the car got the game on starrin’ Marbury (Woo),
And your ring got the rock the (Yeah) size of strawberries (That’s right),
And everything that you want I got it don’t worry (Lets go),
And I know it ain’t about the chips
Just my way of sayin (C’mon) thanks for all the years u put up with all of my shit (Uh huh)
I had to change like the chorus said,
And I’m reminded why every time we do our thing in the water bed,
To me its just more than head
It’s more than a crush its all about us its love and trust (Yeah)
Took the time out to make things right
It may seem nice,
But ima be a bad boy for life (Bad Boy for life)

Chorus: Girl I gotta do (Yeah) What I gotta do (Lets go)
(Change my life) Change my life (C’mon)
(Make things right) (Yeah) Make things right
But girl I’m a Bad Boy
So I gotta do (Yeah) What I gotta do (C’mon)
(Risk my life) Risk my life (Yeah)
(In the late night) In the late night (C’mon),
But girl I’m a Bad Boy (Yeah Yeah)

Outro: Joey Crack, They call me Diddy, Cool and Dre, Bad Boys 2 the soundtrack, good looking Joe, Terror Squad, Bad Boy Callaba, (Yeah) And we wont stop, Lets go

ฟังเพลงสากล : Shake Your Tailfeather - (Ost. Bad Boys II)

เนื้อเพลงสากล : Shake Your Tailfeather - (Ost. Bad Boys II)

[Nelly (P. Diddy)]
We do it for fun
We just do it for fun
Dirty E.A.T
We do it for fun
Bad Boy (Nelly, Diddy, Murphy Lee)
We do it for fun (This is history baby)
Bend them trucks
We do it for fun (haha)
Stack them bucks
We do it for fun (Come on now)
And the band played on (yea)
Just like (I believe you cool to this)
We do it for fun
If you see me ma
We do it for fun

[P. Diddy]
Bad Boys 2, the soundtrack
Let's Go

[Verse 1: Nelly + (P. Diddy)]
come here girl
What your name is?
Where you from?
Turn around who you came with?
Is that your ass or your momma half reindeer?
I can't explain it but damn sure glad you came here
I'm still a sucker for cornrows, you know I never changed that (nah uh)
Your body is banging mamma, but where your brains at? (Come on)
I'm still the same cat when I was young I was running with bad boys
But now I'm older so im running with bad boys (that's right)
Here come another man
Unlike no other man
Candy coated whoa!
Switching up every lane
Ya'll help me
Why don't cha
Please help me
eighth girl this week and its only tuesday
like the cocky bow legged ones
Like white and Dominicans
Hispanics and Asians
Shake it for Nelly son
Manolos Ma-no-no's I can't tell
Everybody and their hootchies
When you do it do it well

[Braves tomahawk chop done in background of Chorus]

[Chorus]
[Nelly] Let me see you take it low
[P. D.] Girl go and take it low
[Nelly] We can even do it slow
[P. D.] We can even do it slow
[Nelly] Take it where you want to go
[P. D.] Take it where you want to go
[Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor
[P. D.] Pop something move something
Shake ya tail feather, girl go and take it low
[Nelly] We can even do it slow
[P. D.] We can even do it slow
[Nelly] Take it where you want to go
[P. D.] Take it where you want to go
[Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor
[P. D.] Pop something move something
Shake ya tail feather

[Verse 2: P. Diddy + (Nelly)]
Now real girls get down on the floor (on the floor)
Now get that money honey act like you know (like you know)
Mama I like how you dance
The way you fit in them pants
Now to the floor (Uh) take it low (Uh) girl do it again (Uh)
You know I love that (I love that)
Now where them girls at? (Where the girls at?)
It's Diddy, Murphy Lee, and Nelly how you love that? (Shit uh ohhhhhh)
Come on, we got another one player
From New York to the Dirty how they loving it player?
Baby you impressive let's get
To know each other
You the best of the best and
You got to love it in the dresses, the sexiest
I had to tell her she's a young Janet Jackson live in living color
Look here momma you're dead wrong for having them pants on
Capri's cut low so when you shake it I see you're thong
My pocket's full of dough shakein feathers till the morning
It's Bad Boy and Nelly man somebody better warn them

[Chorus]

[Bridge: Nelly]
Oh no I heard them bad boys coming
Can't stop now
Got to continue my running (yea)
Because we go party till them lights come on
And then my song start thumping because my mike still on

[Verse 3: Murphy Lee + (Nelly)]
Yo, I'm the big booty type
I like them thick with their mind right (Awe)
Banging personality conversate when the time right (Naw)
I'm not hard I've got women to handle that
They be like he the man when I'm really a Thundercat
Come on you know the chicks connect like Voltron
Collect so much grass popo thinking we mow lawns
My gohans don't match that
But it matches her head wrap and the seats that I got in the lack
I'm just a juvenile (Wha)
Because I be about G's
Keep my women wizzy man they say they have my babies
I'm young like Tucker like the cash and the money (I'm going to eat my money)
Man, I'm that damn hungry
See I'm starving like Marvin girl
I've got sixteen bars of fire is what I'm starting
Plus my rats come in packs like Sammy and Dean Martin
And I got so many keys you'd think I was valet parking
get it

[Chorus]

[Bridge: Nelly]
Oh no I heard them bad boys coming
Can't stop now
Got to continue my running (yea)
Because we go party till them lights come on
And then my song start thumping because my mic still on (man)

[Outro: Atlanta Braves tomahawk chop]

ฟังเพลงสากล : La La La - Jay-Z (Ost. Bad Boys II)

เนื้อเพลงสากล : La La La - Jay-Z (Ost. Bad Boys II)

[Jay-Z]
Whooo! Whooo!

[Chorus]
Memph Bleek always smoking that La, La, La
Beanie Sigel always smoking that La, La, La
Neptunes track smoke like La, La, La
It's the ROC baby sing our Lulla-Bye (C'mon)
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singing let's get right tonight
Mami

[Verse 1]
I know my English ain't as modest as you like
But come, get some you little bums
I take the cake from under the bakers thumb
I bake the cake and two it up from one
Then I moved to weight like I'm Oprah's son
Uh, I show you how to do this son
Young don't mess with chicks in Burberry Paddings
Fake Menolo's boots straight from Steve Madden
He tatted his-self, as the rap J.F.K.
You wanna pass for my Jaqueline, Onassis, then
Hop ya ass out that S-Class
Lay back in the Maybach, roll the best grass, I ask
Have you in your long-legged life
Ever seen a watch surrounded by this much pink ice
Look but don't touch, muthafucka think twice
Cuz this gat that I clutch gotta little red light
Need a light?

(To smoke that La, La, La)
[Chorus 2]
Beanie Sigel always smoking that La, La, La
Memph Bleek always smoking that La, La, La
It's the ROC mami sing our Lulla-Bye
C'mon
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singing let's get right tonight
Mami

[Verse 2]
We got brothers full of Army, Mami's in Manolo
Bags by Chanel or Louis Vuitton logo's
All attracted to Hov because they know dough
When they see him, whips be European
If your a 10 chances your with him
If your a 5 you know you ridin' with them
Sick with the pen nigga no physician, in the world could fix him
No prescription, you can prescribe to subside his affliction
He's not a sane man, he's more like the Reign Man twitchin'
You can't Reign Dance on this picnic
No Haitian foodle, no headless chicken
Can dead or sickness, no Quiji board
You can't see me dawg, niggaz ya CB-4
This ain't Chris Rock bitch, it's the ROC bitch
And I'm the Franchise like the Houston Rockets
Yah'Mean

[Chorus 3]
Still smokin' that La, La, La
Memph Bleek still smokin' that La, La, La
Beanie Sigel Desert Eagle the .45
It's the ROC baby sing our Lulla-Bye
C'mon
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singing let's get right tonight
Mami

[Verse 3]
Forget English, talk body language
I be all over mami's like body paintigs
Pink Diamond necklace, strawberry wrist
Please excuse yourself, your very sick
Don't confuse me with Marbury out this bitch
Wanna ball me at the light, you could lose your life
Muthafucka's must be smokin' they La, La, La or crack
.45 gun smoke, choke off that
Let's get back to the music, I ain't with all that
Plus the fedz tappin' my music, yall get all that?
I'm THEE! public industry #1
Public industry #2 is my whole crew (R.O.C.!)
Now I ain't down with who like me or who like you
That's gay, I ain't into liking dudes no way
But get a pen, I can tell you pricks my plans for the future
I'll never make the news again, my man will shoot ya

[Chorus 3]
As we, smoke that La, La, La
Memph Bleek still smokin' that La, La, La
Beanie Sigel Desert Eagle the .45
It's the ROC bitch sing our Lulla-Bye
C'mon
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singing let's get right tonight
Mami

[Pharrell Williams]
Well watch me now
Uh!
Ho!, Ho!
C'mon
Do you want me to do it
Well watch me now

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ฟังเพลงสากล : Show Me Your Soul - (Ost. Bad Boys II)

เนื้อเพลง : Show Me Your Soul - P. Diddy, Lenny Kravitz, Pharrell Williams, Loon - (Ost. Bad Boys II)

[Lenny Kravitz also accompanies with guitar]

[Intro: Pharrell Williams] (Diddy in background)

Hey yo, ladies and gentlemen

You could never imagine, what's about to happen right now

(Hey yo check this out)

[Verse: P. Diddy]

Hey yo I'm back by popular demand and shit

Niggaz want the crown but can't handle it

This rap game's getting 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 the white sand and shit

When it's said and done you gunna understand this shit

Your man talking about Hummers and little cars

That only fit in his little house little garage

His lifestyle is just a little mirage

He the type of cat that never had a menage

Backrub, you know a little massage

Tight shit you get when you Head Nigga in charge

I'm in the Rolls listening to the bars

Leaned back wit a chick smoking on cigars

>From Bogota, Colombia, chicks from Panama

The diamond fellow, mami hello

Pull up in the drop my Ferrari yellow

Pull off your top make it shake like Jello

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams] (Lenny Kravitz)

DROP EVERYTHING!! When you walk in the door

Free your self 'fore get ya ass on the floor!

Ah be a maniac-ah! lose control (just lose control)

GET NAKED!! Strip down to your soul!

[Bridge: Pharrell Williams]

Well strip down! (work)

Show me some more! (work)

Is that all you got?! (work)

You got to make me believe it girl! (work)

C'MON NOW!!

[Verse: Pharrell Williams]

I'm sitting on your Louie bag, now you're braining it

Lookin like your little sister came that painted it

Slick, like calamari tentacles

Staring at my chain I kicked off your Jimmy Choos

I weigh 155 pound when I'm soaked ma

That Rolls Royce Phantom, it ain't no joke ma

Weed brownie at 2, but I will not smoke ma

Don't talk about licking if it ain't deepthroat ma

I give you great dick, I make your face flip

Then take ya aboard a nigga Spaceship

Star Trak, my fault I mean Mother Ship

Put on the cameras, try it you'll be loving it

And you can bring your girl and we can get on another tit

Me? I'm a Mount Airy fellow

Or down in Florida wit the Maranello

Driving slow watch the mami mouthing 'hello'

Get wit ya man if you want love you better

Trying to get +Dirty+ like +Aguilera+

Yep, he's a skater the kids that's rhyming

But I'm also young and rich wit a big ass diamond

[Chorus]

[Bridge]

[Verse: Loon]

Hey yo my intro's crazy, I'm in a new Mercedes

Rocks the same colors as daisy's

Y'all niggaz is lazy, I'm on my j-o-b

And that's why ya hate on me

But here's the update, Loon ain't got nothing but cake

And power from here to upstate

Y'all sweet as cupcakes

So why niggaz stay wit tough faces?

I stay trying to figure what Loon and Puff make

[Verse: P. Diddy]

Bitch please! you ain't been in a helicopter

Flying 'round Jesus statue wit a mountain in Brazil

Bitch please! you ain't never been to Guatemala

Eating shrimp by the dollar taking flights to Negril

Bitch please! and you ain't been wit Lenny and Pharrell

Me and Loon in the hills giving mami's the chills

Bitch please! and you ain't never seen a hotter nigga in the game

12 years selling records by the mill, c'mon now

[Chorus]

[P. Diddy]

Let's work (huh yeah), let's work

Let's work (huh yeah), let's work

Show me your soul! c'mon now!

Show me your soul! c'mon now!

Show me your soul! c'mon now!

Lenny Kravitz, Pharrell, they call me Diddy!

We wanna see the masses shaking out there

It's getting sexy in here

Alright y'all, alright alright!

[Chorus]

[Outro: P. Diddy]

C'mon and c'mon now

Everybody c'mon and c'mon now

Everybody c'mon and c'mon now

Let's rock, c'mon and c'mon now

Just shake, c'mon and c'mon now

Just stop, c'mon and c'mon now

Just clap, c'mon and c'mon now

Everybody c'mon and c'mon now

Rejoice.. I like the way you looking out there!

I like the way you looking out there!

Don't stop.. and another one, and another one

Bad Boys 2, the Saga Continues!

We won't stop, B.I.G. forever!

Let's go..

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