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Artiste : Diddy
Titre : On Top
[Loon]
Yo, I´m a gangsta, outlaw, indoor, outdoor
Nigga tell me right, Loon going southpaw
This is Bad Boy, we don´t give a fuck about y´all
Step in the room, see the bitch come up out y´all

I fuck with niggas, but it´s something about y´all
Acting like Loon can´t do shit without y´all
I call my menses in Benzes to out y´all
See how it feel when your friends be without y´all
I been doing it; coke, I been moving it
Before you niggas thought of the block, I been through with it
Keep confusing this music shit, die for some foolishness
Frontin´ like you hard when you´s a bitch
You hit the block, probably lose your whip
Niggas snatch your watch and the rocks out your crucifix
Watch how we do this shit, Bad Boy 2K´n it
So playboy, what type of pimpin´ is you playing with?

[Marsha]
See, they Bad Boy money can´t done
You´re too slow, can´t keep up, na betta run
You try to stop it but we´ve gone too far
You try to stop it but we´re just too large
See, they Bad Boy money can´t done
You´re too slow, can´t keep up, na betta run
You try to stop it but we´ve gone too far
You try to stop it but we´re just too large

[Puff Daddy]
Let´s get, one thing clear
Still the same cat who put the ‘Flava in Ya Ear´
Still the same cat who let B.I.G. rock with Total
Most wanted, successful rap mogul
Still got niggas whylin´ out on the floor

Still got the sky blue drop-top Azure
Still at eat at Justin´s and Sean John velour
Still humble, and still want more
Still hate war, still want peace
And I still can´t stand to see Blacks beefin´
Y´all still sleepin´ and we still eatin´
Still bring the heat, whylin´ out on the weekend
Still happenin´, Black, and don´t need a reason
Still platinum, back in London and Sweden
Still pack the Garden like Adam did Eve´n
And still got rhymes to leave your girlfriend freakin´
Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha-ha

[Marsha]
See, they Bad Boy money can´t done
You´re too slow, can´t keep up, na betta run
You try to stop it but we´ve gone too far

You try to stop it but we´re just too large
See, they Bad Boy money can´t done
You´re too slow, can´t keep up, na betta run
You try to stop it but we´ve gone too far
You try to stop it but we´re just too large

[Loon]
Ayo, besides all the money and riches, videos and pictures
Slip and these silly hoes´ll getcha
But not me, I´m too cocky
I love when the women scream “Hey, papi”
I love when a chick leave my crib knock-kneed
And I love when a player hater try to knock me
Or cock block me, but you can´t stop me
You cuff ‘em all you want, but you can´t top me

[Puff Daddy]

I´m just a B-A-D, B-O-Y
Son, we multiply nigga, we don´t die
Niggas frontin´ like we ain´t fly
But nigga can´t name nothin´ that we ain´t buy
Or we ain´t try, or we ain´t drive
The judge said “Not guilty” and he ain´t lie
Niggas need a hit, it´s to me they cry
So why front like nigga P.D. ain´t live
Come on, man

[Marsha]
See, they Bad Boy money can´t done
You´re too slow, can´t keep up, na betta run
You try to stop it but we´ve gone too far
You try to stop it but we´re just too large
See, they Bad Boy money can´t done
You´re too slow, can´t keep up, na betta run
You try to stop it but we´ve gone too far

You try to stop it but we´re just too large

See, they Bad Boy money can´t done
You´re too slow, can´t keep up, na betta run
You try to stop it but we´ve gone too far
You try to stop it but we´re just too large
See, they Bad Boy money can´t done
You´re too slow, can´t keep up, na betta run
You try to stop it but we´ve gone too far
You try to stop it but we´re just too large

[ Marsha]
You got some niggas, real thingers
Real money makers, no fake Bad Boy´s on top
And they won´t stop, no
You got some niggas, real thingers
Real money makers, no fake Bad Boy´s on top
And they won´t stop, no