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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Puff Daddy
Performer
Busta Rhymes
Vocals
Cee-Lo
Vocals
G. Dep
Vocals
P. Diddy
Vocals
Redman
Vocals
Sauce Money
Vocals
Shyne
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Barrow
Songwriter
Burton
Songwriter
Coleman
Songwriter
Sean Combs
Songwriter
Nashiem Myrick
Songwriter
SMITH
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sean Combs
Producer
Nashiem Myrick
Producer
Jan Janík
Mixing Engineer
Carlos Broady
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I'll never stop
I don't give a fuck
If it's me against a million billion of ya'll mother fuckers
I will never stop
[Verse 2]
I bust six out the roof of my Bentley Coup
Head shots so mother fuckers can't regroup, can't recoup
I'll be damned if you get more points than me
Sell more joints to me
Steal your faith take a puff inhale my name
Smoke on it shit choke on it
Bitch **** I'ma make a hit ****
Hot motherfucker down to the skit ****
Game over playa and **** ya scored low
Hit me later young and I'm at the award show
Bank account ten digits and it's all Os
I floss the most shit fuck the most hoes
Come on you can even ask Don John
It's official now they all rock Sean John
Might have to change my name to strong arm
You came to get money man?
That shit been long gone come on
[Verse 3]
Have much to do with **** since Nicolas Bond
Popping and chopping until the day that I'm gone
Shine poor cause your dream come from one bottle
Prominent premier premium bravo
Watch him explain ain't nothing but blood thug crime though
Shots in the spinal from my rivals
Cross the Ts and dot the Is and
Pay the judge drop the top we'll mess around
Shit it's the kid rapper's feeling
You cowards don't know? I'd rather be racketeering somewhere
Busting shots in the atmosphere and
Not caring fucking the prosecutor at my hearing
Money laundering honies wondering
Who me? I reply casually
I'm what God would be if he was a straight G
Tonight too tight out of a big ditch we ride
[Verse 4]
Yo yo yo it's your hide
Grab the rope and yell rawhide
Front line is pussy call off sides
I'm focus but my hand is cross eyed
I left my gun home here borrow mine
Pop the nine like a judge all rise
This gun will knock plants off tall guys
We value packs y'all small fries
(Yo I'm from the projects)
Yo but on the floor tied
Don't matter we'll take up all size
Truly yours doc then P P P hide my name is since five I talk jive
In church dresses in corduroy ties
Now I'm grown up and been married four times
Besides I'm just a sight for soar eyes
Brick city known pop the door wide
Stolen Bonnevile in New York high
[Verse 5]
Reversing the plot
Last come first one to rot first in the glot
If I miss circling the block serving the pot
And I be the person to watch
If your girl missing the rock purse and watch
Hot as it gets from hell outta you debts
But the cassette rewind it to death
Alota y'all sweat it you try to forget
How I rock shit from NY to Tibet
You got it to bet? That's just how you got into debt
You lost when you nodded your neck
Through the vest through the chest that you tried to protect
Take the voice that you try to project check
Daring you to kid cat shooting sperm in you wiz
I'm why you smell herb in the crib
Man I'm out for doubtful shit I spit a mouthful
Into out do intro to outro
[Verse 6]
I'm the hottest thing spitting so go warn your clique
Them **** y'all look up to is on my dick
Sauce motherfucking born to hit
I get so far up in your ass think I was on some shit
Look you against me is really nothing to see
Who when where what it's gonna be
I don't give a fuck if it's he or she
I'm the virgin of hip hop
Nobody fucking with me
I know your type you a ride dick ****
Cry sick **** lied quick ****
Out of turn speaking first one leaking
Always the Suzuki side kick ****
Bitches don't cast stones down they throw bricks
Why I come through and tell 'em to blow dick
These ****'s the nicest? No go fish
Sauce you da best motherfucker no shit
[Verse 7]
You're treated and competed walk away from it undefeated
Observe it from over there okay
Ain't it obvious we overheated
You talking that slick shit
But I just know that you meant me
But evidently you don't know
I get your ass gone permanently
It ain't complex
I'll just bang holes or you're abling to ask who next
Do a drive by on your project take the traps
Come on and get some of our gun craps
I'll straighten out the **** now
When I snap make your chest cavity collapse
When I glide the entire map
With the frequent four alarm fire rap straight up
Put weight down fuck around you ate up
And **** when I eat i mean I lick the whole plate up
Look in my eyes I'm not scared
Sucka you heard what I said
If you don't wanna get dead
No it ain't no cure ice cild in the low the gorilla
The mo'scrilla the more realla I live to rule
[Verse 8]
Don't hold me back you bet
How many **** you think they fucking with mines
A **** God blessed with such an undeniable shine
I hope you know there's nothing fresher
The manifester apply the pressure
Tie you up and gag you in your mouth with a piece of polyester
Now fix your fucking face up
Empty the chest of drawers before I stretch your jaw
Everybody hit the fucking floor
Only the real mother fuckers belong
I hope **** don't end the party before we finish the song
(Bitch ****)
You be the last to come and harass reflect on the past
When I used to pull spine outcho ass
Live **** go stack money continue to bill shit
Long as I'm in this fucker I'm determined to kill shit
Zap **** like cellular flips and swell up your lips
Fuck with so much dick in their ass it's shrinking her hen house
Hey yo before you empty your clip and pull at your trigger
Salute the legacy of these thoroughly recognize ****
Written by: Barrow, Burton, Carlos Broady, Coleman, Nashiem Myrick, Nickolas Ashford, Reggie Noble, SMITH, Sean Combs, T. Gaither, Valerie Simpson
