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Artist:Daddy/112/Faith Puff
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Album:Unknown
Track:Friends
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Views:336
 
Lyrics:Aha, yeah, yeah
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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