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DIDDY : We Gon' Make It lyrics

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DIDDY lyrics : "We Gon' Make It"

(feat. Jack Knight)


Baby this is your last dance; you know how you do it
There's no ^!$$% like you and there'll never be another ^!$$% like you
Put your foot on these mother$#&@ers necks

Do it to 'em daddy, do it to 'em


As my, Daytons spin lowrider sittin low
Hittin corners so hard you can taste my rims
Hard top six-four, I'm Diddy no tint

I can't hide in New York City
I'm 'bout it in the South, sleep good in the West
Know a chick from Watts with Bad Boy tatted on her breast

I done been there and did it (I done been there and did it)
Ten years without gettin sweat inside my Yankee fitted
1990-Raw I showed you ice

You ain't know who Jacob was so I showed you twice
When it was (All About the Benjamins) I had two bezels on my arm
Like a Don's supposed to, Sean

Ride with a chaffeur in Gucci loafers
And switch to All Stars without losin focus
These rap ^!$$%z hopeless (hopeless) you can change the locks

but I'ma shine for ^!$$%z that ain't know Big

[Chorus: Jack Knight]

Do, seem, like, my, fu-ture's, here, nowwwww
It feels good to see the sun in the mornin
I'm tired of feelin that the people are talkin

I heard a rumor that things ain't changin
But Lord knows that we gon' make it

[Diddy - over Chorus]
The world famous

As we proceed
To give you what you need
It's been so long

It's been so real
So magnificent, thank you

Tell me who shot Big (who shot Big)
And take the bullets out of 2Pac's ribs (take 'em out)

If I could I would reverse the car, reverse the beef
Put it all in a pot and boil it on a D. Dot beat (hit me baby)
Sometimes I get drunk, for stress relief

Other times I put "Life After Death" on and peep
We ride (we ride) what's a four door Bentley Coupe
without my ^!$$% on the passenger side?

And still I try (I try) to get money stay fly
Finish the race, holdin my crown high (take that)
I fly next to God, my eyes on the prize

Been away a long time but now I'm reenergized
(AS WE PROCEED) The life and times of a mastermind (c'mon)
Dedicate every breath to claim my designs (it's mine)

And the day I die, let a G4 fly
and dump my ashes over N.Y.


[Diddy - over Chorus]

Y'all know my name, y'all know my mother$#&@in name
I told you I was gon' be great ma

Ohhh!! Feel so good
Feel so free
Put your fists in the air, AOWWWW!!

I'm the King of all Kings, I abide by no rules

and do what I do by any means (c'mon)
Call him necessary, the great visionary
Born extrordinary, a life legendary

Who else put flows out, that put clothes out
Flee the cold weather, short sleeves with my toes out
Nine-six Big showed me what to do
But deep in my heart, this is "No Way Out II" (let's rock)
I spend absurd money, private bird money

That Bill Gates, Donald Trump, Bloomberg money (you know what it is)
Old habits die hard, the Vanguard award winner
New York torch gripper, O.G. of the floss ^!$$%
I'm seein visions like I did a bag of angel dust
This is life when you black rich and dangerous

I'm with God, I'ma live on forever
Bad Boy for life (*##$, nobody does it better (nobody)


[Diddy - over Chorus]
Y'all know my name, y'all know my mother$#&@in name
I'm in the best shape of my life!
Y'all know my name, y'all know my mother$#&@in name

BAD BOY !#$*!

So there y'all have it
Words from a wise, great King

We love it when you speak the truth daddy
Don't ever stop, please
Don't ever stop

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