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Traduction: P. Diddy. Ce que vous voulez.
month later bought a Lambo for three-fifty Think I throw you grams if you read with me Just because you see me on the camera with P. Diddy Dammit we P
] Now what you want, huh [P.Diddy] (I?m gonna give this all up for you, Shorty) [Fabolous] Now what you want, huh Now what you want, huh, huh, huh [
) (P. Diddy Talking) (uh..yeah) id give this all up for you shorty (now what you want huh?) get cha mind right, ride with me (now what you want huh
the club BITCH Niggas tryin to holla at you We want parlay wit you You won't show us no love BITCH Never thought you'd be on that loser shit You on some
them artists dissed on that P. Diddy show. I can hit you with the scope or [gunshot] hit you with some coke boy {HA! } Make sure you hit me back soon
] I got 50 Cent, I got G-Unit D-Tweezy in this bitch, wit Obie Trice! So watch what you say, 'fore you call our name Cause you say one more thing and
never, business before pleasure P. Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better? Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight And when you hear somethin, make sure you
I'll blow you away) [Verse: B.I.G.] Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls grips it quick And kicks it quick, you know how black niggas get With the hoods
club up Bitch...nigga!!! Bitch...nigga!!! Bitch...nigga!!! Bitch.. You don't want drama, no! You don't want none, no! You don't want drama, no! You don't want
P Diddy:What's Going On Jermaine Dupri: Tell Me P Diddy: People Dying People Crying Lord help us Bono: Mother, mother There's too many of you crying
then (brighter then) Trusting you I closed my eyes and felt our love begin [Chorus] [P. Diddy] Yo let me holla at you for a sec So what's in gonna
Child: (First Chorus) Oh what's going on (what's going on) What's going on (what's going on) Yeah what's going on (what's going on) Ahh what's going
New York vick O.D.B. reppin New York sick Shit you want the truth take a New York trip [Chorus: Swizz Beatz] If you from New York stand up right now!
probably gift wrap a planet and clone a million janet's respect my company Asala-maleka-brra-mutai-arrigato (Chorus) x2 (P.Diddy) ayo busta we gettin