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Versuri Puff Daddy F/ Foxy Brown - Friends
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 In a world of larger moves new cars to cruise 
 Sometimes I make the news falsely accused 
 I gotta shake the spot when the stakes is high 
 A brother needs space like a vacant lot 
 I'm lookin forward to the future Mase and The Lox 
 And my little son Justin touchin a knot 
 You knew I was comin for the crowns that's uptown 
 You knew I was comin to put it down so what now? 
 It's the Bad Boy, pull up and break the clutch down 
 in the five-speed, smirkin then pull up at high speed 
 Can you enterprise and rise like cream do? 
 And leave em talk about the last time they seen you? 
 Game is magnet, to everything platinum with my 
 name attached, can you all do that? 
 Think one thing when you read my name 
 That Puff nigga, the game'll never be the same 
 Chorus: Puff Daddy singing 
 What do you do when they love you? (Let's) "live your life" 
 What do you do when the love turns cold? (Let's) "live your life" 
 Do you love me baby I'll be your friend 
 Do you love me baby Though I love you like a brother 
 I would rather be your lover 
 Verse Two: Foxy Brown 
 Erybody wanna be Pam Grier now, stare now 
 Wanna know what I wear now, peep the gear now, uhh 
 I swear now, I done killed that shit 
 Dangerous Na Na, niggaz feel my shit, uhh 
 Roll for delf, niggaz steal my shit sells 
 Dunn tripped on Gortex to Pelly Pel 
 You're fuckin with Mel, I have 500 to sell 
 Convertible shit, leavin bitches real sick 
 Heard he liked to trick nonstop, floss a lot 
 Ballers out of town, spots in Adobe cot 
 It don't stop I Fox, floss plenty rocks 
 Since eight-nine nigga been pushin, plenty drops 
 Nigga keyed up, stash for real 
 Twenty G's please what? Fuck the soft shit 
 Hundred thirty pounds of raw shit, the flaw shit 
 The P.C. on some real to Newark shit 
 Recall, my whole fam jig the fuck up what? 
 Bet-ta chill, 'fore you slip the fuck up 
 Get your wig, split the fuck up, nigga lust 
 Dangerous, when three general niggaz bust 
 Infa-wear, but I sips Dom Pierre 
 Floss through the ave all them hoes wanna stare 
 Oh yeah? I'm up in your life, play you trife 
 Brook-lyn, bring it on nigga 
 Chorus 
 Verse Three: Puff Daddy 
 Can you feel me baby? I been away a long time 
 Is it still me baby? The one on your mind 
 Can we creep when everybody sleepin and find 
 ourselves 'tween satin sheets intertwined 
 Can I touch you baby? Is that aight witchu? 
 Can I love you baby? What we about to do 
 could make the whole earth move, I tell you my first move 
 Climb up in it slow, I ain't tryin to hurt you 
 Can you feel me baby? Should I keep it right there? 
 Is it still me baby? Take off your night wear 
 And lay your pretty body in the middle of your bed 
 As I place myself in the middle of your legs 
 Do you want me baby? Just let me know 
 like Aaliyah baby, and I'ma set you slow 
 Get freaky baby, can you handle that? 
 Dim the lights burn candles on your back, yeah 
 Chorus 2X to fade
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