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DIDDY : Victory Feat Busta Rhymes & The Notorious B.I.G. lyrics

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DIDDY lyrics : "Victory Feat Busta Rhymes & The Notorious B.I.G."

[Intro: Notorious B.I.G.]
One, one two

Check me out right here yo

[Verse 1: Puff Daddy]

Yo, the sun don't shine forever
(BIG: You can turn the track up a little bit for me)
But as long as it's here then we might as well shine together

(BIG: All up in my ears)
Better now than never, business before pleasure
(BIG: The mic is loud, but the beats isn't loud)

P. Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight

So when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right
Don't make a $$# outta yourself, by $$#umin
(BIG: YEAH! Now the mic is lower, turn the mics up)

Our music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
(BIG: Turn that %#@! all the way up, yeah)
You know that I'm two levels above you baby

(BIG: Music's gettin louder)
Hug me baby, I'mma make you love me baby
(BIG: This %#@! is hot!)

Talkin crazy, ain't gon' get you nuthin but choked
(BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
And that jealousy is only gonna leave you broke

So the only thing left now is God for these cats
(Puff: It's all $#&@ed up now)
And BIG you know you too hard for these cats

I'mma win cause I'm too smart for these cats
While they makin up facts (uhh) you rakin up plaques

[Verse 2: Notorious B.I.G.]
In The Commision, you ask for permission to hit 'em
He don't like me, hit him while wifey was with him

You heard of us, the murderous, most shady
Been on the low lately, the feds hate me
The son of (*Satan*), they say my killing's too blatant

You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin
Duct tapin, your fam' destiny
Lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist

Francis, M to the izz-H phenomenal
Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal
Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars

And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes
Excellence is my presence, never tense
Never hesitant, leave a ^!$$% bent real quick

Real sick, raw nights, I perform like Mike
Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson
Action, pack guns, ridiculous

And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch
Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch
Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso

Now you call me Castro, my rap flows
Militant, y'all [email protected]$)gots ain't killin %#@!
Ooops Cristal keep spillin %#@!; you overdid it homes

You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone
Hold hands and say it like me
The most shady, Frankie baby, fantastic

Graphic, tryin to make dough, like Jurassic
Park did quick to spark kids who start %#@!
See me, only me

The Underboss of this Holocaust
Truly yours, Frank White

[Hook: Busta Rhymes - repeat all 2X]
We got the real live %#@! from front to back
To my people in the world, where the $#&@ you at?

Where my ^!$$%s is at?
Where my ^!$$%s is at?
Where the $#&@ my (*##$es at?

Where my (*##$es is at?

[Verse 3: Puff Daddy]

Put your money on the table and get your math on
Break it down, split it up, get your laugh on
See you later Dog, I'mma get my stash on
There's a bed full of money that I get my $$# on
I never lose the passion to go platinum

Said I'd live it up 'til all the cash gone
Ain't that funny, only use plastic, craft it
To make classics, hotter than acid
P-D, rollin on your tape or CD
The Billboard killa, no team illa

The Fam-o, ammo, is every channel
We been hot for a long time burnin like a candle
What you can do is check your distribution
My songs bump in Houston like Scarface produced 'em
You ain't gotta like me, you just mad

Cause I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it might be

[Verse 4: Notorious B.I.G.]
We got the %#@! mapped tight, brass knuckles and flashlights
The heaters in the two-seaters, with two miras

Senoritas, kiss rings when you meet us
P. Diddy run the city, show no pity
I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the Brook'
Matty broke the neck of your [email protected]%!e connect
No respect squeeze off 'til all y'all diminish
Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we finish

Then it's to the loot, escaped, in the Coupe
Break bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Louch'
Black Rob joined the Mob, it ain't no replacin him
^!$$%s step up, we just macin them, placin' them
In funerals, criminals turn the vials
To Brick City, nobody come off like P. Diddy
Business wise, I play men

Hide money on the Island Cayman
Y'all just portray men, we spray men
Opposition, competition
Another day in the life, of the Commission

[Hook] - 2X

[Puff Daddy - talking over Hook]
Aiyyo, can you hear me out there?
Aiyyo turn me up, nobody can hear me out there
That's good, it's all $#&@ed up now
Y'all know it's all $#&@ed up now right?
What the $#&@ I'mma do now?
What I'mma do now?

Can y'all hear me out there?

[Busta] We got the real live %#@!!!
[Puffy] Can y'all hear me out there?

($#&@ y'all ^!$$%s wanna do)

[Puffy] It's all $#&@ed up now.. what I'mma do now, huh?
[Puffy] What I'mma do now? It's all $#&@ed up now

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