Featuring bristal liland' kim puff daddy
[puffy]
As we proceed
To give you what you need
B.i.g. mutha fuckaand's
Liland' cease mutha fuckaand's
[bristal]
Yo handsome hansun
Got dough like the hansonand's
Niggas come fast went out like helly hanson
Mr. bristal you will never catch me dancinand'
Often prancing only in a mansion
In the party iand'm high and drunk i see you glancinand'
Never blow my cool, even if itand's jamminand'
If shit hit the fan then i got the cannon
Cock, lick-shots, leave and'em where they standinand'
You can call the cops, i never get ran in
Call blake c., yaand'll get the understanding
Who my man is, who the famand' is
All that bullshit you talk? can it, we own the planet
Itand's a definite, niggas over money, reppinand' it
Armageddon it, destroy eand'rything when we settinand' it
You delicate, far away in the country where you better get
Assets in, nigga
Yaand'll need to get witand' some veterans
1 - [big harve]
You donand't wanna play around
You donand't wanna play around
You donand't wanna play around with me
No more, iand'll kill you
You donand't wanna play around
You donand't wanna play around
You donand't wanna play around with me
No more, iand'll kill you
[liland' cease]
Yo, yo, yo
Niggas wanna start shit, push the button
See the dough flip from the carpet
Me and brisand' about to lock down the market
Gats be sparkinand', they lie too
Got crips in blood, that part true
B-roc iand'mma die for you
Till this day, iand'mma ride for you
And god forbid, gotta die too
When you pull that gat, iand'll be right beside you
To guide you, on who to hit and not to
If a nigga guilty, got to die too
Thatand's the real-la, youand're talkinand' to the roach killer
For more scrilla
About to upset new york like reggie miller
Once they say you turn thug, you turn killer
Man, itand's hard to turn back when a nigga feel ya
Thatand's why they tell ya youand're nobody and'til somebody kill ya
Thatand's why until ya play it back, donand't get too familiar
Cause if you get too close, my niggaand's might fuckinand' killa ya
Nigga
Repeat 1 while:
[liland' kim]
Another one
The queen bee, extraordinaire
Liland' cease, comminand' atand'cha
For the year 2000 and the new millennium, uh
Fuck all you hoes, i blows like suits
Bitches donand't shake my hand, they salute the lieutenant
Rich men kiss the back of the hand of the royal highness
Pocohontas, mafiaand's behind us, ballinand' like utah
Didnand't think a ghetto bitch could come this far
From pushinand' buicks to candy apple red jaguars
Bitch think iand'm rich, i could rock a fool blue suit
A furry kangol with some cowboy boots
And still be the shit of the night
When i come through
You be on the side holdinand' ya cups like the bums do
Waitinand' for the queen to put some change in it
I pull out a and'gand' and drop it with a hundred grand left in my pocket
I promoted this shit, so i gotand's to make a profit
And all the ends are sins to my menand's, down his prophet
Me and liland' cease, itand's part two, me partners
Layinand' niggas down like carpenters
So pardon us, like nikeand's, we just do it
We ainand't amateurs to this shit, we used to it
And all the bodies i killed, keep and'em on file
So when they anniversaries come, we pop cristall
Ask bristal, the golden child, ta-dow
Take it how i gives it, you talk it, you live it
And donand't forget it, bitches
[puffy]
Stop tryinand' to sound like her too, bitches
Repeat 1 while:
[liland' kim]
Yaand'll muthafuckaand's do not wanna play with us
Yaand'll donand't wanna play with us
We will fuckinand' kill you
Set the fuckaand's right
Iand'll fuckinand' kill you
I donand't give a fuck who it is
You donand't wanna play around
