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    P. DIDDY

    The Saga Continues... 2001 ©

    Bad Boy For Life

    Aiyyo, you ready?
    Let's do it
    Mmm, yeah, uhh..
    Yeah, uhh.. c'mon

    I'm the definition of, half man, half drugs
    Ask the clubs, Bad Boy - that's what's up
    After bucks, crush cruise after us
    No gaze, we ain't laughing much
    Nothing but big thangs, check the hitlist
    How we twist shit, what change but the name?
    We still here, you rocking wit the best
    Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks (ahh!)
    Who's the boss? Dudes is lost
    Don't think cause I'm iced out, I'm gonna cool off
    Who else but me? (who else?) And if you don't feel me
    that mean you can't touch me, it's ugly, trust me
    Get it right dawg, we ain't ever left
    We just, moved in silence and rep to the death (yeah)
    It's official, I survived what I been through
    Y'all got drama, "The Saga Continues..."


    We ain't, go-in nowhere, we ain't, going nowhere
    We can't be stopped now, cause it's Bad Boy for life
    We ain't, go-in nowhere, we ain't, going nowhere
    We can't be stopped now, cause it's Bad Boy for life


    Aiyyo strait from the Harlem streets
    I don't play, I push it down wit the Harlem Heat (uh-huh)
    All a sudden niggas got a problem wit me (Black, what happened?)
    They run around acting like the black don't care eat
    And you know what? (what?) For some strange reason (uhh)
    I want this medication full of deranged eating
    For y'all to put the word out (c'mon, c'mon) we ain't leaving
    We trying to be rich before we do stop breathing
    Then fall (what?) we kinda hustle lanes
    Stay laying down on muscle games (c'mon)
    Still turn niggas dreams to flames (yeah)
    You got the wire, if not I ain't saying no more names
    You soon expire; (heh) no pain (nuh-uh)
    I feel remorse, the shit causes me and Diddy up first
    Racing Porsches wit the beat swing vaul exhausters (yeah)
    On the cover of ya five (hehe) XXL's or (yeah) Source's (c'mon) bitch




    Yeah, yeah, yo, yeah
    It ain't shit changed, since the Notorious (We miss you B.I.G.)
    See everything still glorious (yeah)
    We still got Oreos, still be the victorious (that's right)
    See it's a lot of them, but it's more of us
    Still got cash to blow, raps that flow
    Still them cats that know, pack ya flow
    That's fo' sho', bottles that pop
    Joints that rock, play the background
    Hand 'em a jock, hold 'em a glock (hahaha)
    Money to get (yeah), cars to flip (uhh)
    Bars to sit at and sip Cognac wit Jews that drink (c'mon)
    Hoes to see (uhh), make sure they knowing it's me (they know ya shit)
    Drop that beat, can't believe that I MC (haha)
    Bad Boy 'til the casket drop (Bad Boy)
    Gotta love it, place nuttin above it (nuttin)
    It's on like that (c'mon), don't believe, we ain't going like that
    We're always gonna be here (yeah)
    We there (uhh) every motherfucking year!




    Bad Boy.. we ain't going nowhere
    Uh-huh.. uh-huh.. what?
    We ain't going nowhere.. we gonna stay right here
    For ever, and ever, and ever, and ever.. c'mon
    We ain't going nowhere.. we gonna stay right here
    We ain't going nowhere.. we gonna stay right here
    Yeah, uh-huh.. uh-huh, uh-huh
    Cause it's Bad Boy for life!

    2001 ©

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