(feat. Black Rob, Loon)
[P. Diddy]
Uhh, yeah, you know what it is


[Black Rob]
Aiyyo, back on the scene

Ain't nuthin' changed
Still doin' wild things
Whippin' something mean

The whole shorts in the Rolls Royce is off
For sure, bouncin' the bar on my next world tour
When we hit the sick, I'm the cure

We 'bout to pop it off so wild, hit the floor
Ain't nobody botherin' you
All I'm thinkin' 'bout is clobberin' you

Immigration always sayin' I'm harboring a few
Illegal aliens
Females, mostly Latins and Israeli-ans

The top story, evening news
I'm the %#@!, they been decieving you
Drop the roof on the Coupe D'Ville

Shoot to kill
Ask ^!$$%s, Duke is real
Stay lookin' for the loot to steal

He determined
Don't try to touch Bad Boy, cause we burnin'
I want my glory

Duke is not a joke, and I ain't got ?
Everytime I grab the mic it's with the sole intent
To rip shots and give you 2OO percent

Man, I'm tired of doin' dirt
Tired of being on the the run from Wyatt Earp
Rather be somewhere in a quiet church, sayin' prayers

Not only sayin' mine, but sayin' theirs
That's cause my dawgs ain't there


[Chorus: x2]
The more hits we make, more money to burn
The more fame we get, ^!$$%s get concerned