Альбом P. Diddy

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f/ Craig Mack, G. Dep, Ghostface Killah, Keith Murray

[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Fuck the whole industry!!!!
You tried to get rid of me!!! Y'all must be kiddin me!!
Y'all must be kiddin me!!! Aiyyo fuck the whole industry!!!
Come on!!! Staten Island! Come on! Hold me down!!!

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]
Monster cut truck balley shit
Champagne spillin while we hittin every bump that my Denali hit
Outfit is four thousand and better
The rhinestones in my flintstones look crazy in my sweater
Pah, it's not a big fairy tale that's my M.O.
Fuck bitches on the reg' with no problemo
Iceberg, rabbits, and the fox and more
Where I coped two more, brought four for RZA
Bad Boy thank you for this special delivery
Catch me by the pool in my Tony Starks slippers
Wonder Woman armed, Ghost is intelligent
Made 30 offa Def Jam I was killin 'em
Did cash on One-Sixteen I was feelin 'em
Them days kept a crisp cold dollar bill on 'em
I lived it out -- special delivery
I spit it out -- special delivery
I sniffed it out -- special delivery

[Chorus: P. Diddy]
(I want that) Special delivery!!!
(I need that) This is the remix, special delivery!!!
(Can I have that?) Come on, special delivery!!!
(Well give it to me) Bad Boy baby!!, special delivery!!!
(I want that) We won't stop!!!, special delivery!!!
(I need that) Yeah! G. Dep! Child of the Ghetto!!!
(Can I have that?) As we proceed! AHHH!!
(Well give it to me)

[Verse 2: G. Dep]
Aiyyo! Aiyyo!
Signed, sealed, delivered in just the nick of time
Rare, I'm a give it to 'em my design is rhyme in the ghettoist form
Show power the child of the ghetto is born
Uh, feet first, preach give a speech I kick ya each verse
Groove let the shit just spit now it's dirt
Death pressin ya and ya like a hustler on the first ya need work
Stand by the grand high exhaulted
At your door with a portrait of the raw shit
Picture that while I spit anthrax
On your cd, tape, and wax so stand back
You don't really wanna jump the gun
In the airless flow with punctured lungs
Go 'head and stand there and bump ya gums
If ya wan't the problem we can hurry up and come bury ya
I'ma play the courier

[Chorus: P. Diddy]
special delivery!!!
(I want that) Yeah come on, special delivery!!!
(I need that) This is the remix, special delivery!!!
(Can I have that?) Ha-ha ha-ha, special delivery!!!
(Well give it to me) Come on come on!!! Special delivery!!!
(I want that) Yeah yeah!!! Special delivery!!!
(I need that) What what!!! Special delivery!!!
(Can I have that?) Ladies and gentlemen, Keith Murray, ahh!!
(Well give it to me)

[Verse 3: Keith Murray]
Yo! This for my niggaz dem special delivery
Bang ya head off to this, fuckin up your memory
I'll shake your cradle and rock your boat
Buck 50 your face and then butter your throat
It don't matter where you been or where you at
I'm here now and I'm bangin, kid you softer than the Queen of England
Phraseologist natural philosopher wordsmith
Authentical metaphorical lyricist
Sharp descriptive writer, kill a biter
Panty raider, party exciter
Yo Murray what the deal - how ya feel?
Yeah I'm gutter what I utter got you timid hesitatin like a stutter
Oxymoron, don't be dumb
I school niggaz like the United Negro College Fund
I see you plottin schemin tryin to snake
And when you do I'm a give it to you special delivery

[Chorus: P. Diddy]
(I want that) Special delivery!!!
(I need that) This is the remix!!! Special delivery!!!
(Can I have that?) Get wit me now come on special delivery!!!!
(Well give it to me) Bad Boy baby!!! Special delivery!!!

Ay yo hold up a second......this is the remix
so let's bring back my man, Craig Mack

[Verse 4: Craig Mack]
Aiyyo you must wanna be in the Guinness Book of World Records
as the dumbest motherfucker alive
Figure you gon' survive
You couldn't move through my terrain, even in 4-wheel drive
And I'm your highness, finest
You hungry? Try this, buy this, livest
Uh huh, I take my rap style real serious
What you think it ain't...that serious?
I bang clubs and streets it's gettin hot
See Mack won't stop until Mack's on top
Young black america my CD drop
in two thousand and two, to change hip-hop
Most folks shake ya bones
I'm talkin cyclones and "Terrordomes" like Mel Gib-son's
My heat will cook you bwoyy, whooped you bwoyy!
Mack came an shook you bwoyy, somma'bitches

[P. Diddy]
Somma'bitches!!!

[Chorus & Outro: P. Diddy]
(I want that) Take that!!! Come on!!! Special delivery!!!
(I need that) Special delivery!!!
(Can I have that?) This is the remix!!!! Special delivery!!!
(Well give it to me) G. Dep!!!! Special delivery!!!
(I want that) Come on now!!! Special delivery!!!
(I need that) Child of the ghetto!!! Special delivery!!!
(Can I have that?) 1-1-5, Harlem's Finest!!! Special delivery!!!
(Well give it to me) Yeah, special delivery!!!
(I want that) Alumni baby! Special delivery!
(I need that) B-R, special delivery!
(Can I have that?) Ghostface, special delivery, Keith Murray!
(Well give it to me) Craig Mack, special delivery!
(I want that) I'm that boy they call Diddy, Bad Boy baby
(I need that) Yeah! Special delivery!
(Can I have that?) Special delivery

f/ Ginuwine, Loon, Mario Winans

[Ginuwine] Ooooh oooooo oooooh!!!
[P. Diddy] Yeah, this that bounce right here
[Ginuwine] Come On Now!!!
[P. Diddy] Time to move on, time to be strong
Don't stop now straight to the top now

[Ginuwine & Mario Winans]
Someone who truly understands, how to treat a man
This is what I need

[Verse 1: P. Diddy]
Girl you made me believe again
If you happy then be with him, go 'head mami breathe again
Go 'head mami breathe again, don't stop now straight to the top now
Go 'head mami make it hot now
I need me a love that's 'gon make my heart stop now
And what I need is simple, five foot five with dimples
Potential wife credentials
Know about the life I'm into, life I've been through
And how I had a trifilin mental
So ride with me, G4 fly with me
Times get hard cry with me, die with me
White beach sands lye with me
My advice is forget the limelight
Let's make love, while we listen to Frank White
So tight, now I understand life

[Chorus: Ginuwine, Mario Winans & P. Diddy]
What I need
(P. Diddy: Yeah take that)
Is a pretty woman next to me
(Ginuwine: A pretty woman yeah baby)
To share the dreams that I Believe
(P. Diddy: Dream with me, believe in me)
Maybe we could start a family
(Ginuwine: Start a family baby)
Someone who truly understands, how to treat a man
This is what I need

[Verse 2: Loon]
Listen to me now what should I say now? Come on ma
Been a whole day now I wanna lay 'round
And sip coladas, dipped in Prada
I'm smooth as Erik Estrada, dipped in dollars
We out in Vegas Nevada, bubble bath in the champagne glass
'Bout the size of a campaign ad
You don't know how you look to me
But if love was a crime you be a crook to me
Cause mami I've done been around the world, seened alot of places
Been around your girl believe I read faces
I can tell she don't want me prevail
But I, learn my lesson watchin Sean stressin
So why listen to her and start guessin?
mami you ain't ready to ride to start dressin
I need a girl receive my mom's blessin
Confession, my love no contestin
I need affection

[P. Diddy] Yes I need affection, let's go Mario!

[Mario Winans]
Girl what the hell is on your mind
I could be dumb but I'm not blind
There's somethin leakin in your mind
Don't look to good for you and me, always did agree
That ain't what I need, baby!!!

[Ginuwine & Mario Winans]
What I need,is a pretty woman next to me
(Mario Winans: Oh please baby)
To share the dreams that I Believe
(Mario Winans: I need a girl in my life)
Maybe we could start a family
(Ginuwine: Start a family baby)
Someone who truly understands, how to treat a man
This is what I need

[Verse 3: P. Diddy]
Aiyyo the sun don't shine forever
But as long as it's here then we might as well shine together
Never mind the weather, go somewhere and get our minds together
Build a love that a last forever
So let's stop the pain, stop the rain
Put, stress to rest girl stop the games
Name the spot, mami I got the plane
Roll through rough, I got the range
Ma I got some thangs, knowned to put rocks in rings
Push a hundred foot yachts and thangs
Your man don't play, have you ever been to Saint Tropez?
Or seened a brotha play a mandolay?
Girl I wanna just, look in your eyes and watch the sunrise
No more lies, no more tears to cry
No more reasons for leavin, you I believe in
Love you till the day I stop breathin, I love you girl

[Chorus: Ginuwine & Mario Winans]
What I need, is a pretty woman next to me
(Ginuwine: Standin next to me girl)
To share the dreams that I Believe
(Ginuwine: When I wake up in the morning)
Maybe we could start a family
(Ginuwine: I wanna see your pretty face, yeah)
Someone who truly understands, how to treat a man
This is what I need
(Female singer: Is that all you want?)
Is a pretty woman next to me
(Female singer: Made the sacrifice)
To share the dreams that I believe
(Female singer: And maybe maybe we)
Maybe we could start a family
Someone who truly understands, how to treat a man
This is what I need, is a pretty woman next to me
To share the dreams that I Believe
Maybe we could start a family
Someone who truly understands, how to treat a man

f/ Busta Rhymes, M.O.P.

[Intro: P. Diddy] (Busta Rhymes)
Stick 'em up!
As we proceed
Stick em up motherfuckers!
To give you what you need
Put your hands in the air
It's star time (Bring the fire along, c'mon)
We still here (Bring the fire along, c'mon)
It's star time (Bad Boy, M.O.P., Busta Rhymes)
Motherfuckers
Yeah, c'mon

[P. Diddy]
I'm the definition of - fuck it y'all already know
I stack heavy doe, sell out every show
It'll never die, we live
And we gon stay big time 'til it's time to see Big (B.I.G. forever!)
Get a grip, Bad Boy never slip
We, runnin strips while y'all runnin lips
Haters wanna stop my lute
They don't want me wearing Sean John, they want me wearing lawn suits
P.D. increase the heat in ya streets
Keep ya tapes on rewind, CD's on repeat
My mental, more older, jewellery, more colder
Got a lot like its '97 all over
You know what I came to do; change the rules
Even when I stand still I'm makin moves
I, paid my dues as soon as I stepped in
P. Diddy a.k.a. News at Eleven

[Chorus 2x]
Throw your hands up in the air now
We're gonna hit you with the heat
For the streets
Throw your hands up in the air now
We won't stop
It's Bad Boy For Life

[Lil' Fame] (Billy Danze)
M.O.P.!
Catch me walking on the wildness side of your block
Yo, I bang mine, niggas showing me hood love throwing up gang signs
(Yo, is that who I think it is?)
You see it, Brooklyn Military remains in blazin
Respect our hood because the clove is a ghetto
But niggas start switchin like hoes in stilettos
(It's Lil' Fame and them!)
Remember them niggas from the hill up in Brownsville
We still bangin 'em!
Ahhhhhhhhhhh!

[Billy Danze] (Lil' Fame)
Sound the alarm
It's the First Family and we're back to drop bombs, boom! (Napalm)
Nuke those justice, it's the worlds, famous, fast Caress' street
Vow, to keep the homies proud in the street
To make our music loud and stomp over beats
Like (ba ba bom bom ba bom bom!) There you go!
Yeah, we ain't goin nowhere

[Chorus 2x]

[Busta Rhymes]
Niggas put a hundred grand up
Stand up, before I stick your bitch-ass you better put your hands up
Hate if you want and front like you ain't wit it, nigga
I bust your motherfucking head with a skillet, nigga
More rugged nigga, heat for the track
I'm like a Pick-up Truck with broken concrete in the back
Now let me add a couple G's to the stack
I know we got you dumb and how we put this together
And run when you didn't even see it coming
Back the fire armor and pop your car
Nigga watch me shatter your windshield with a rock guitar
We be them zero tolerance niggas
I'll turn on your ass, bitch
And melt you niggas like a fire, burnin yo' ass bitch
Relax bitch, the fact is we trifil with heat
With cycles with lyrics right from the street
I'm sayin "AS WE COME THROUGH, PUT THE SHIT DOWN"
Soldiers get up, faggot niggas need to sit down, what?

[Chorus 2x]

[P. Diddy]
Yeah, Yeah
I need a, I want a

[Usher]
I need a girl to ride, ride, ride
I need a girl to make my wife
I need a girl who's mine oh mine
I need a girl in my life

[P. Diddy]
Yo, I'm internationally known on the microphone
I got it all, but I really need a wife at home
I don't really like the zone, never spend the night alone
I got a few, you would like to bone
But, chicks don't romance me, don't tickle my fancy
Only Tiffany, Nancy; that's not what my plans be
I need a girl that could stand me, raise me a family
Go to trips at the Lancy, trip to the Grammy's cause
Most of these girls be confusin me
I don't know if they really love me or they usin me
Here's the money, or maybe you ain't used to me
Cause you was depressed and now you abusin me
That's why I need a girl that be true to me
Know bout the game, and know how to do to me
Without a girl on my side, shit I ruin me
Forget the word, it's just you and me

[P. Diddy & Usher]
Now let's ride.....

[Chorus: Usher]
I need a girl to ride, ride, ride
I need a girl to make my wife
I need a girl who's mine oh mine
I need a girl in my life
I need a girl to ride, ride, ride
I need a girl to be my wife
Nobody else cuz she's all mine
I need a girl in my life

[Loon]
Yo, now I have had a lot of women in my lifetime
But see it's not a lot of women that got the right mind
I done had pretty chicks with all the right features
And hoodrat chicks that only rock sneakers
Cellphones and beepers, and know how to treat ya
You break her heart, she'll walk out and leave ya
I find a girl, I'ma keep her
Cuz now I'm gettin money and the game gettin deeper
I want some real shit, I need somebody I can chill with
I need somebody I can build with
I need somebody I can hold tight
With the time and no full limits, no right
Anytime we together would feel so right
You the girl I been lookin for my whole life
God bless me, I'm glad I got the insight
It's cuz of you girl, now I understand life

[Loon & Usher]
I need a girl...

[Chorus: Usher]
I need a girl to ride, ride, ride
I need a girl to make my wife
I need a girl who's mine oh mine
I need a girl in my life
I need a girl to ride, ride, ride
I need a girl to be my wife
Nobody else cuz she's all mine
I need a girl in my life

[P. Diddy]
I had a girl that would've died for me
Didnt 'preciate her so I made her cry for me
Every night she had tears in her eyes for me
Quarter K's, shorty took the whole ride for me
First we were friends then became lovers
You was more than my girl, we was like brothers
All night we would play fight under covers
Now you gone, can't love you like I really wanna
But everytime I think about your pretty smile
And how we used to drive the whole city wild
Damn I wish you would've had my child
A pretty little girl wit Diddy's smile
This shit is wild
All dem days that I reminisce
About the way I use to kiss dem pretty lips
But as long as you happy, I'ma tell you this
I love you girl and you're the one that I will always miss
I love you, yeah

[Chorus: Usher]
I need a girl to ride, ride, ride
I need a girl to make my wife
I need a girl who's mine oh mine
I need a girl in my life
I need a girl to ride, ride, ride
I need a girl to be my wife
Nobody else cuz she's all mine
I need a girl in my life
I need a girl to ride, ride, ride
I need a girl to make my wife
I need a girl who's mine oh mine
I need a girl in my life
I need a girl to ride, ride, ride
I need a girl to be my wife
Nobody else cuz she's all mine
I need a girl in my life
I need a girl to ride, ride, ride
I need a girl to make my wife
I need a girl who's mine oh mine
I need a girl in my life
I need a girl to ride, ride, ride
I need a girl to be my wife
Nobody else cuz she's all mine
I need a girl in my life


[Thanks to ShOrTy_So_SeXy@BlackPlanet.com for these lyrics]

[Нет текста]

[Chorus: Ashanti and (Notorious B.I.G.) ]
See, my days are cold without you (Here's another one)
But I'm hurtin' while I'm with you (And another one)
And though my heart can't take no more
I can't keep runnin' back to you

See, my days are cold without you (Here's another one)
But I'm hurtin' while I'm with you (And another one)
And though my heart can't take no more (Uh)
I can't keep runnin' back to you (Uh, uh, uh)
(Here's another one, what)

[Ashanti]
I think about my strength to finally get up and leave
No more broken heart for me
No more tellin' your lies to me (And another one)
I'm lookin' like I got my head on right, so now I see
No more givin' you everything
There's no more takin' my love from me

[Chorus]

[Ashanti]
I'm glad to wake up every day without you on my brain (Uh)
No more where you're laid up at night
No more havin' to fuss and fight
I'm proud to say (And another one)
That I will never make (And another one) the same mistake
No more thinkin' bout what you do
There's no more me runnin' back to you

[Chorus]

[Notorious B.I.G.]
Some say the X, make the sex
Spec-tacular, make me lick you from ya neck
To yo back, then ya, shiverin', tongue deliverin'
Chills up that spine, that ass is mine
Skip the wine and the candlelight, no Cristal tonight
If it's alright with you, we fuckin' (That's cool)
Deja vu, the blunts sparked, finger fuckin' in the park
Pissy off Bacardi Dark
Remember when I used to play between yo legs
You begged for me to stop because you know where it would head
Straight to yo mother's bed
At the Mariott, we be lucky if we find a spot
Next to yo sister, damn I really missed the
Way she used to rub my back, when I hit that
Way she used to giggle when yo ass would wiggle
Now I know you used to suites at the Park or Meridian
Trips in the Carribean, but tonight, no ends

[Ashanti]
You must be used to me cryin', cryin'
While you're out bumpin' and grindin' (And another one)
But I'm leavin' you tonight

See, my days are cold without you
But I'm hurtin' while I'm with you
And though my heart can't take no more
I can't keep running back to you

You must be used to me cryin', cryin' (Uh, and another one)
While you're out bumpin' and grindin'
But I'm leavin' you tonight (Uh, and another one)

f/ 112, Beanie Sigel

[P. Diddy]
Bad Boy
Let's dance (7x)
Yo, everybody report to the dance floor
Report to the dance floor
Bad Boy baby
112, Beanie Sigel
Here we go!

[Beanie Sigel]
God damn, guess who stepped up in the place?
The kid with two rubbers on his waist
Two steppin' to the base
and I don't usually step up in the place
I usually pull that lead out, ready to get a lead out
But damn, since I stepped up in the place
I'm try'na touch you, squeeze you, tell you what's the case
Before I bust, you squeeze, outta telly and a case of Cris'
I'm tryin' to take you to the telly, bust in ya ffffff
Tryin' to lure me out on the dance floor
I'm tryin' to get it twirly on the dance floor
Everything remains the same, might spit-talk to it
Then "Change The Game", might Crip-Walk to it
But never Harlem shake it, Harlem make it, Harlem break it
Dawg, I ain't hardly made this
You talkin' to one of Roc's finest
And do rewind this; it's Bad Boy's finest!

[Slim]
I can see over there, just chillin' with your girlfriends
Can't believe your by yourself, you should be here with me
Chillin' with me, drinkin' with me, freakin' with me

[Chorus: 112]
I see you lookin' at me
I can tell by your eyes that you're feelin' me
And I really want you to get close to me
So would ya, dance with me, dance with me?
My drop-top's in the parking lot
And I wanna take you back to my spot
But we still got a little more time to rock
So would ya, dance with me, dance with me?

[Slim]
I can see it in your eyes that you're lookin' at the time
You wanna leave this party and I know you wanna leave with me
Touch her with me, to drink with me, to freak with me
Oh baby!

[Chorus 2x]

[Bridge]
Oh baby, won't you come with me?
On to the dance floor
'Cause you're lookin' so sexy I just want you to come home with me
So that it could be just you and me
But before we go I just want you to come dance with me

[Chorus]

[Daron]
If you're sexy and ya know it, clap yo' hands (2x)
And if you're sexy and ya know it, and you really wanna show it
If you're sexy and ya know it, clap yo' hands

[Chorus till fade]

f/ 112, Ludacris

[Intro: P. Diddy]
Yo, yo, yo, yo, 2001
This is the remix (Won't stop)
112 (Can't Stop)
Def Jam, Bad Boy, yeah
This is the remix, Ludacris come on

[Ludacris] (P. Diddy)
Ludacris like 'em shaken not stirred (yeah) wakin up blurred (uh-huh)
Walk butt-naked (what) talk, speech slurred (that's right)
Necks get squeezed and I can't breathe (come on)
Stop then SWITCH; next, get me (that's right)
Hon', you kinda taste like lemon merangue (lemon merangue)
So nice I add spice with the cinnamon thang
Make ya pull your own hair out
Make ya body go flat, get the spares out
Well, smack lips, smack hips, make 'em backflip (that's right)
Cake mix, fingerlickin-like tactics, tongue gymnastics
Good head make ya eyes ROLL BACK
'12 on the track so you can't HOLD BACK
Hot bread and butter, peach and cream (come on)
I only reach for the peach if it's peachy clean (that's right)
I only reach for your spot and release the steam (come on)
A-town, we release the kings (yeah, this is the remix)

[Slim of 112] (P. Diddy):
Let me tell you what I wanna do (yeah)
Let me show you that I'm feelin' you (uh-huh)
Wanna sex, wanna ride with you (come on)
Wanna kiss, wanna put my lips all over you (I like this)
Can't get enough of you (come on)
Always thinkin' of you (yeah)
So sweet, so very wet, so good girl you make me sweat

[Hook - 112] (P. Diddy)
Girl I'm talkin' 'bout peaches and cream (say what)
I need it 'cause you know that I'm a fiend
Gettin' freaky in my Bentley limousine
It's even better when it's with ice cream (uh huh)
Know what I mean?
Peaches and cream
I need it 'cause you that I'm fiend (uh huh)
Gettin' freaky in my Bentley limousine
It's even better when it's with ice cream
Know what I mean?
Peaches and cream

[Q of 112] (P. Diddy)
Never thought that I would be (yeah)
So addicted to you (come on)
On top, underneath, on the side of you
Better yet baby, inside of you (feel me?)
Love the way you juice flowin' down (yeah)
And I can feel it all around (come on)
In the front, in the back of you (yeah)
Oooh I love the taste you, girl you know what I'm talkin' 'bout

[Hook]

[Mike of 112] (P. Diddy):
Don't stop 'cause you know I can't get enough (come on)
Wanna taste it in the mornin' when I'm wakin' up (come on)
Like peach cobbler in my stomach when I eat it up (come on)
Got your legs around my neck so I can't get up
See, them boys 112, we from the A... A!!! (ATL)
And when it comes to eatin' peaches shorty, we don't play.... PLAY!!!
So all the ladies in the house if ya peach's the shit
Put ya hands in the air, represent ya clit, get it?

[P. Diddy]:
This is the dance break
This the remix
Just want you to just...
Just, just, just bounce to this
Yeah, come on
Can I get a lick?
Come on, yeah, can I get a lick?
Yeah, yeah, come on

[Hook]

[P. Diddy]:
Bad Boy baby, Mario Winans
P. Diddy
Q, Mike, Slim, Daron - 112
This is the remix

[P. Diddy]
Here we go again
Yeah, that's right
Here we go again
Ha Ha, yeah
This is the remix
Back together again
Let's go Mary

[Mary]
All the love we gave
The loving that we made
Then you went away (that's right)
So I had to pray
See a brighter day
Cause silence let us pray
Now I'm moving on to get away from all this pain

[Chorus]
I feel (I feel)
Better than I felt before (so much better)
Cause there's no more drama knocking at my door
I feel
Better than I felt before
Cause there's no more drama in my life no more
No More
No More
No More

[Diddy]
This is the remix
I like this, come'on

[Mary]
It's looking better now
A brand new love I found
I finially figured out
What love is all about
And now I'm on my way
And all I have to say
Is there'll be no crying and I truely believe that

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
It's time
To realize (people it's time)
It's up
To you and I
Love is what you make it
If you don't give up the fight
All this really means
Assuring me
Believe in all you dream

[P. Diddy]
Eh yo Mary
I don't think they ready for this one

Yo it's the D I D again, D to the weezy
Been in the game twelve years it ain't easy
Been in dem things got game that so breezy
Spendin' them things with a chain that's so freezy
Please believe me, TV need me
As far as the CD, pump that on GP
What's the 411 hun, it's PD
MJB collabo with BB
Period, no question no comma
Your hearing is no vest and no armour
Bring it to cats like Bush to Osama
Sippin on vu, make moves and no scama
Word to my mama
Can't deal with the trama
That why a nigga stay in the Bahamas
Laying in pajamas
Two sexy mamas
Bodyguards, topguns, two extra lamas
I don't want no drama

[Chorus: 2x]

No more, no more, no more
No more drama y'all
It's so hard
But I got to say
No more,I said no more, no more
No more, no more, no more

(Diddy)
This is the remix
Mary J Blige
No more drama
BadBoy bady
Diddy, Yellowman, Hitmen

f/ Cheri Dennis

[P. Diddy]
Uh
Yeah
Diddy
Cheri Dennis
Bad Boy
La Familia
The saga baby

Before I met you couldn't take stress
'Cause after BIG died my nigga Mase less
And that's when I started havin faithless
'Cause Black Rob he on trial and I escaped death
Still in your tape (yeah) still gettin hate threats
Still gotta take that
Still gettin sued for money I ain't even make yet
Without you girl I'm incomplete
I can't lie ma I'm in too deep
And yo I know we don't get to spend time together
Just you and me nevermind the cheddar
And though we barely speak on the phone
Could tell by your tone, you hate bein home all alone
And I wish I could sleep witcha
Roll around in the streets witcha
No fans hold hands on the beach witcha
Girl I'd do anything just to be witcha
On the real 'cause i feel so complete witcha
Yeah, talk to me girl

[Cheri Dennis]
I remember what you said
when you said it to me last night
We was talkin and you reassured me everything's fine
When I woke up this morning to get some lovin from you
I turned to one side
to my surprise, I wasn't layin next to you m'mm

Why did you get close to me
Thought it was supposed to be
Me you you me so complete
Why you handelin me this way
What was it you was talkin yesterday
Yesterday, I could say, I seemed to be
So complete so complete

[chorus]
Went away you said nothing
You didn't no kiss no lovin
You didn't it's a shame
But it brings about the weak in me
You didn't spend a lot of time with me
You didn't share things I wanna see
You didn't when ever you're around me it's so complete

[Cheri Dennis]
So I waited and I waited
'cause I knew that you would call
Hours 1 hours 2 hours 3 hours not at all
If I'm dreamin wake me up
'Cause I just about had enough, I had enough
I cannot see how you would ever let this happen to me
oowoowoo

I still believe that it was supposed to be
Me you you me so complete
If you're sayin that you need to leave
Then be a man about it step to me
Step to me, tell me please
That without me it's so complete, so complete

[chorus]

[Cheri Dennis]
Won't you tell me right now what you want from me
What you want from me
'Cause it's been too long that you've held it in baby
Held it in
Thought you were the one but you just played me
You know you played me
Now I feel that I'm so incomplete
Yeah hoo hoo yeah yeah

[chorus]

[Cheri Dennis]
Please, give me the response I need
I want you to complete me, ohh baby
Pleas, give me all the lovin I need
Promise you'll never leave me whoa baby

[Outro]
Baby what more can I say
'Cause I want you to tell me
What it is you wanna do
'Cause I wanna be with you

[Нет текста]

f/ Black Rob, G. Dep, Missy Elliott, Snoop Dogg

[Black Rob] (P. Diddy)
Y'all ain't ready (The saga continues)
The tootsie roll (We still here, keep it up, keep it up)
Yo, PD, Bad Boy, Alumni, BR (keep it up, keep, keep, keep it up)

[Black Rob]
I had this bad bitch uptown, she was whoa! (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Almost had me pushing up daisies (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Had some big nigga with keys to the crib (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Just came home from doing a bid (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Now how you ain't gon change the locks? (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Didn't sit there and call the cops (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Got up out the back door like whoa! (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Hop in the Excursion with sixteen wheels (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Yeah you love it how we huggin the curb (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Plus it's jumpin off up in the spot (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Boobie cat, lapdance with kid (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Plus the similin chick put in the bid (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Now the driver smoking chron (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
If he crash, then we all gone (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Fuck it, pump the sound to ten (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Catch BR on the cover of Spin (OH THAT'S CRAZY)

[Chorus: Black Rob]
Man it's alright, hold tight
Watch out, push it on tonight
It's crazy
Don't hold back
I'ma put it where it 'pose to be at
And that's non-stop and party-hoppin, it's on

[Missy Elliott]
Just broke up where this kid is stayin (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Cause I found out he was a One Minute Man (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
I'm like, dad, can you get my freak on? (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Cause he couldn't last one minute long (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
I'm like boy, don't you know I'm addictive? (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Admit this the lines that I spit is ridiculous (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Oh, how dare he play me (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Told him next time he want to fuck me, pay me (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Cause I been waiting too damn long (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
And I know if ya scared bring that tired ass home (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Oh, man ya know that's crazy (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
I need to find out if ya feel what I'm saying (OH THAT'S CRAZY)

[Chorus]
Man it's alright, hold tight
Watch out, push it on tonight
It's crazy
Don't hold back
I'ma put it where it 'pose to be at
And that's non-stop and party-hoppin, it's on

[P. Diddy]
You had the nerve to say I had a gun (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Man for twelve years I had to run (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
And ain't a threat in my family, dogg (THAT'S CRAZY)
Courthouse got my name in the law (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
And they ain't care if my name Sean John? (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Or about the movie star chick on my arm (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Even had foul shit to say to my moms (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
They even called the office to say it's a bomb (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
But yet, I'm supposed to be so calm? (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Tavis Smiley, I killed him with the charm (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Yeah, looked like there wasn't nothin' wrong (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
That's how it is when you in the game so long (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Man, we been had the keys to the city (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
From now on, it's no Puff, just Diddy (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Man, New York never looked so pretty (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Can't picture NY without no Diddy (OH THAT'S CRAZY), oh no!

[Chorus]
Man it's alright, hold tight
Watch out, push it on tonight
It's crazy
Don't hold back
I'ma put it where it 'pose to be at
And that's non-stop and party-hoppin, it's on

[G. Dep]
Yo, how Dep ain't on, that's crazy (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Man, I wouldn't miss this if ya paid me (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Come through man, pop the lock (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Fuck cops, we watch the block (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Yo, we hustle when them cameras is hidden (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
I did a bitch, still puttin my bid in (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Shit, it's hard to get one red cent (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
And they charging this high ass rent (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
And now my back pocket starting to leak (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Somebody get this nigga something to eat (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
I got a meal when I signed my deal (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Plus trains, planes, and automobiles (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Now the bank done stretching my credit (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Now the boobies got a G. Dep fetish (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Thousand dollar honeys givin me leather (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Over-respect due to "Let's Get It" (OH THAT'S CRAZY)

[Chorus]
Man it's alright, hold tight
Watch out, push it on tonight
It's crazy
Don't hold back
I'ma put it where it 'pose to be at
And that's non-stop and party-hoppin, it's on

[Snoop Dogg]
Waking up with a braud (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
And I don't even know her name, dogg (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
I'm on the run from the law (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
These fools runnin up and chickens raw (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
It's a G from the streets (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
That fool working with the police (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Don't bring that fool around me no more (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
And to think he tried to sell me some glo (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Good thing I had my head on straight (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
So I'ma snake his little freak on a date (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Went straight to the mizzel, tizzel (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
I drove straight past my hizzel, dizzel (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
It's a slizzel nizzel fa shizzel (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
On the wizzel fa dizzel (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
I do a verse for a sweat suit and a G (OH THAT'S CRAZY)
Cause it's all in the motherfucking family (OH THAT'S CRAZY)

[Chorus 3x]
Man it's alright, hold tight
Watch out, push it on tonight
It's crazy
Don't hold back
I'ma put it where it 'pose to be at
And that's non-stop and party-hoppin, it's on

f/ Carl Thomas, Notorious B.I.G.

[Chorus: Carl Thomas]
Woke up in the morning, you were not there
All I seen was an imprint of your head
In my pillow, weeping willow
Why'd I treat you so bad
I should of known one day that you'd be gone
You should of known one day that I'd be gone
You should of known one day that we'd be
[Verse One by Carl Thomas]
Why did you have to be this way
Baby all you had to say
Is that you were sick and tired of the man I began to be
But you planned a great escape
Bright and early before I wake
We both knew we had to break
You could of chose a better way

[Chorus: Carl Thomas]
Woke up in the morning, you were not there
All I seen was an imprint of your head
In my pillow, weeping willow
Why'd I treat you so bad
I should of known one day that you'd be gone
You should of known one day that I'd be gone
You should of known one day that we'd be

[Verse Two: Carl Thomas]
It was cold the way you left
Still the pain is in my chest
Because in my heart I felt you should of came and talked to me
If you put away your pride
And look deep into my eyes
It would of been to your surprise
That I got up to apologize
But you were gone

[Chorus: Carl Thomas 2x]
Woke up in the morning, you were not there
All I seen was an imprint of your head
In my pillow, weeping willow
Why'd I treat you so bad
I should of known one day that you'd be gone
You should of known one day that I'd be gone
You should of known one day that we'd be

[Break: Carl Thomas]
Oh I thought we had forever, now it's gone
It's time to carry on
I thought that you made me happy
But it's this thing that's come between us girl
At one time you were my world
Now it seems it's gone away, gone away

[The Notorious B.I.G. - Rap Verse]
(Uhh)I dreams filthy
My moms and pops mixed in with Jamaican Rum and Whiskey
Huh, what a set up
Shoulda pushed em dead off, wipe the sweat off
Uhh, cause in this world I'm dead off, squeeze lead off
Benz sped off, ain't no shook hands in Brook-land
Army fatigue break up teams, the enemies
Look man, you wanna see me locked up, shot up
Moms crotched up over the casket, screamin "Bastard!"
Cryin, know my friends is lying
Y'all know who killed em' filled em' with the lugars from they Rugers
or they Desert, dyin ain't the shit but it's pleasant
Kinda quiet, watch my niggaz bring the riot
Giving cats the opposite of diets
You gain thirty pounds when you die no lie, lazy eye
I was high when they hit me, took a few cats with me
Shit, I need the company (uh-huh)
Apologies in order, to T'Yanna my daughter
If it was up to me you would be with me, sorta like
Daddy Dearest, my vision be the clearest
Silencers so you can't hear it
Competition still fear it, shit, don't ask me
I went from ashy to nasty to classy, and still

[Chorus By Carl Thomas 4x..music fades out]
Woke up in the morning, you were not there
All I seen was an imprint of your head
In my pillow, weeping willow
Why'd I treat you so bad
I should of known one day that you'd be gone
You should of known one day that I'd be gone
You should of known one day that we'd be

f/ Faith Evans, G. Dep

Intro: Faith Evans (P. Diddy)
Uh, uh-uh, (There's another one)
What-what (And another one)
This is the remix (There's another one) Ha ha
I know it's not too ghetto (And another one, Bad Boy)
I know it's not too ghetto
Pedigree (Pedigree baby) I said I know it's not to ghetto
Donaway (Faith, Faithfully, the remix)
You better, check yourself respect yourself
You better go for self because I flow for self

[Verse 1: Faith Evans]
I'll tell you why there's no love, simply you're not cool enough
For what we had between us, don't you know you lost my trust
People ask me where you've been (Where you've been)
And I tell them were just friends (Tell them we're just friends)
Cause it's so obvious that it's never gonna work for us
No no oh no (No)

[Chorus]
Played with my emotions (Played)
You gets no devotion (And you gets no love, gets no love)
You can't get no love from me
You can't even be my friend (Be my friend)
And you gets no love again
Whatever you do it will come back to you bitch
(You gets no love from me)

[Verse 2: Faith Evans]
Tell you why we can't hook up (You gets no love)
Cause I had about enough (You gets no love)
Hearin all the lies you tell (You gets no love)
Boy I thought I knew you well
People think that your my man (People think that your my man)
They don't even understand (They don't even understand)
Just because I let you get some that don't make you the one
We ain't even in love (You know you played with my....)

[Chorus: Faith Evans]
Played with my emotions You gets no devotion
You gets no love, you can get no love from me
You can't even be my friend (Can't be my friend)
And you gets no love again
Whatever you do it will come back to you bitch

Bridge: Faith Evans (P. Diddy)
(P.Diddy: Yo! Faith let 'em know!!)
You better, rock my shit don't knock my shit
Because I got the shit that make you cop my shit
I know y'all sick of this Bad Boy diva
That blows and plus got flows ridiculous
You better, rock my shit don't knock my shit
Because I got the shit that make you cop my shit
It's the chick from the bricks that got the hot shit
Left you sick from the single now check the remix
Boy you had a clue, thought we had a cool relationship
But you couldn't handle it (You couldn't handle it)

[Verse 3: G. Dep] (P.Diddy)
Yo! At the end of the day what a playa 'gon do? (Badboy)
You got love for me, It's how supposed to be
Same love I'm a land on you (Come on)
Right back at you it's only natural
So what I'm gon' do? Me
Everything love ain't always lovely
Leave it all up to me, I'll be livin in luxury, sucker free
Without no lies without no ties to those that patronize
That's why I don't socialize
I eat, shit, even sleep with open eyes
Just, give me that gasoline
I'll move in the jag few bags of green
Couple ads in the magazine
All freezy and I'm easy G Deezy one

[Chorus]
Played with my emotions, you gets no devotion
Whatever you do it will come back to you bitch
You can't even be my friend, cause you gets no love again
Can't even be my friend, and you gets no love again

[Outro]
You played with my emotions and you gets no devotion
Can't even be my friend, and you gets no love again
You played with my emotions and you gets no devotion
Can't even be my friend, and you gets no love again

[Chorus: Faith Evans]
Played with my emotions You gets no devotion
You gets no love, you can get no love from me
You can't even be my friend (Can't be my friend)
And you gets no love again
Whatever you do it will come back to you bitch