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P. Diddy - On Top lyrics
Yo, I'm a gangsta, outlaw, indoor, outdoor
 Nigga tell me, right, Loon goin' south paw
 It's 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
 Actin' like loon can't do shit without y'all
 I caught my menses in Benzes that out y'alls
 See how it feel when your friends be without y'all
 I been doin' it, coke I been movin' it
 Before you niggas thought of the block I been through with it
 Keep confusin' this music shit, die for some foolishness
 Frontin' like you a hardware usin' bitch
 You hit the block, prolly lose your whip
 Niggas snatch your watch and the rocks out your crucifix
 Watch how we do this shit, Bad Boy 2Kin it
 So playboy, what type of paper is you playin' wit
 See that Bad Boy on the countdown
 Too slow can't keep up, no, better run
 Don't stop, what we gone too far
 Don't flop, what we just too large
 See that Bad Boy on the countdown
 Too slow can't keep up, no, better run
 Don't stop, what we gone too far
 Don't flop, what we just too large
 Let's get, one thing clear
 Still the same cat who put the flavor in ya ear
 Still the same cat who let the big rock with Tony
 Most wanted successful rap mogul
 Still got niggas wilin' out on the floor
 Still got the sky-blue drop-toppers on
 Still eat at Justin's in Sean John velor
 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 that heat, wilin' out on the weekends
 Still happy in black and don't need a reason
 Still platinum back in London and Sweden
 Still pack the garden like Adam did Eve 'n'
 I still got rhymes to leave your girlfriend freakin'
 See that Bad Boy on the countdown
 Too slow can't keep up, no, better run
 Don't stop, what we gone too farP. Diddy - On Top - http://motolyrics.com/p-diddy/on-top-lyrics.html
 Don't flop, what we just too large
 See that Bad Boy on the countdown
 Too slow can't keep up, no, better run
 Don't stop, what we gone too far
 Don't flop, what we just too large
 Aiyo, besides all the money and riches
 Videos and pictures, slippin', these silly hos will get ya
 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 playa-hata try to knock me
 Or cock-block me but you can't stop me
 You come for all you want but you can't top me
 Yeah, 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 nothing 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
 See that Bad Boy on the countdown
 Too slow can't keep up, no, better run
 Don't stop, what we gone too far
 Don't flop, what we just too large
 See that Bad Boy on the countdown
 Too slow can't keep up, no, better run
 Don't stop, what we gone too far
 Don't flop, what we just too large
 See that Bad Boy on the countdown
 Too slow can't keep up, no, better run
 Don't stop, what we gone too far
 Don't flop, what we just too large
 See that Bad Boy on the countdown
 Too slow can't keep up, no, better run
 Don't stop, what we gone too far
 Don't flop, what we just too large
 We got some, real niggas, real blingas, real money makers
 No play, Bad Boys on top
 They won't stop
 No, we got some, real niggas, real blingas, real money makers
 No play, Bad Boys on top
 They won't stop









