Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Black Rob
Vocals
Stephen Dent
Programming
Steven "Stevie J." Jordan
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Les Baxter
Songwriter
Ron Lawrence
Songwriter
Robert Ross
Songwriter
Sean Combs
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stephen Dent
Recording Engineer
J. Garfield
Co-Producer
Michael Patterson
Mixing Engineer
P. Diddy
Producer
Ron "Amen-Ra" Lawrence
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I'll always be there for you
I'll never betray you
I love you baby
I love you baby
[Verse 2]
I met her uptown on Dyckman
Then talking that how she only
Dealt with businessmen
**** baggin' joints
Money off and on the books
The ones who stand firm like me
Non shook about them
I doubt them cats waiting for me
You know them **** them big dudes
Across the street
She say yeah
They from over on Mayfair
Bullets from outta know nowhere
So I stayed in ducked down
I hit the ground but managed to
Pull the piece out
This bitch over there with them
Pointing chief out
They want beef out here
They goin' get it
In the worse way
I'ma show them how Black play
Roll the dice, fucking with me
Is like snake eyes, I break guys
Sit back and watch my cake rise
It's all about the Benjamins
True that be the model
Ran out of ammo and started
Throwing bottles, running
And I ain't looking back for shit
Crooked ass bitch, today
I get you back for this
[Verse 3]
I love you baby
No you don't
You drive me crazy
Thats right
I'll never betray thee
I love you baby
C'mon
I love you baby
No you don't
You drive me crazy
[Verse 4]
This is the last altercation
I been going to street
I see Honey at the club
Every week and I speak
I'ma lock that ass to sleep
Before I strike
I ain't no the real deal
Until last night
How one of them brothers
Was locked when Bay Bro
Use to call my crib and see 74
Kid rhymes over the phone for hours
He had the jag
Bay Bro told him you wanna get money
See Black when you get home
We never had chance to get up
I wouldn't have if it's gonna
Left me head up
He explained how his whole crew
Was slapping Honey
Besides all that she owed them cats
A lot of money
Funny how it's a small world
Baby girl, who's about to get fucked
With no jam
I'ma sit back and watch this cake finish baking
And plan your extermination, words
[Verse 5]
I love you baby
No you don't
You drive me crazy
Thats right
I'll never betray thee
I love you baby
C'mon
I love you baby
No you don't
You drive me crazy
That's right
I'll never betray thee
I love you baby
[Verse 6]
It took a while to keep your style
Miss I be a working
Low profile single
House of Staten Island
I'm in Manhattan while
Them same cats you sent to get me boo
Is on their way to get you
Fucking with you
The small town crack dealing ****
He a bitch too
They goin' bust the shit too
Shit's real, you think you goin' set me up
And get away scot free without
Some type of injury
And I'll kill it
I'ma flip the script on you
Same thing you did to me
I'ma a do it to you
Who knew she was the female Rambo
Fill one of there chest with four
Soon as he came in the door
Light was out
Smoked all them mans in
In the end she had to be the last bitch standing
Not for long the the buck the forty four strong
Just like that she was gone, no it's over
Assuming I go back to my everyday life
Of a rich millionaire just rocking the mic
Gotta pause and think about honey no doubt
And admire how the chick went out
[Verse 7]
I love you baby
I love you baby
No you don't
You drive me crazy
That's right
I'll never betray thee
I love you baby
C'mon
I love you baby
No you don't
You drive me crazy
That's right
I'll never betray thee
I love you baby
C'mon
I love you baby
Written by: Diddy, Les Baxter, Robert Ross, Ron Lawrence