[Intro: Puff Daddy]
I'll never stop
I don't give a fuck
If it's me against a million billion of y'all motherfuckers
I will never stop
[Verse 1: Puff Daddy]
I bust six out the roof of my Bentley Coupe
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 than me
Steal your faith, take a puff, inhale my name
Smoke on it, shit, choke on it
Bitch nigga, I'ma make a hit, nigga
Hot motherfucker down to the skit, nigga
Game over playa, and nigga ya scored low
Hit me later young'un, and I'm at the award show
Bank account ten digits and it's all 0's
I floss the most shit, fuck the most hoes
Come on, you can even ask Don Juan
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 2: Shyne]
Promise to do a nigga since Nicolas Barnes
Poppin' and choppin' until the day that I'm gone
Shyne Po', playa's dreams come through on vinyl
Prominent premier, premium bravo
Watch him explain ain't nothin' but blood thug crime though
Shots in the spinal for my rivals
Cross the T's and dot the I's and
Pay the judge, drop the top and let's ride
Shit, it's the kid, rappers fearin'
You cowards don't know? I'd rather be racketeerin' somewhere
Bustin' shots in the atmosphere and
Not carin', fuckin' the prosecutor at my hearin'
Money launderin', honies wonderin'
Who me? I reply casually
I'm what God would be if he was a straight G
Tonight, too tight, arrogant, bitch, we ride
I'll never stop
I don't give a fuck
If it's me against a million billion of y'all motherfuckers
I will never stop
[Verse 1: Puff Daddy]
I bust six out the roof of my Bentley Coupe
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 than me
Steal your faith, take a puff, inhale my name
Smoke on it, shit, choke on it
Bitch nigga, I'ma make a hit, nigga
Hot motherfucker down to the skit, nigga
Game over playa, and nigga ya scored low
Hit me later young'un, and I'm at the award show
Bank account ten digits and it's all 0's
I floss the most shit, fuck the most hoes
Come on, you can even ask Don Juan
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 2: Shyne]
Promise to do a nigga since Nicolas Barnes
Poppin' and choppin' until the day that I'm gone
Shyne Po', playa's dreams come through on vinyl
Prominent premier, premium bravo
Watch him explain ain't nothin' but blood thug crime though
Shots in the spinal for my rivals
Cross the T's and dot the I's and
Pay the judge, drop the top and let's ride
Shit, it's the kid, rappers fearin'
You cowards don't know? I'd rather be racketeerin' somewhere
Bustin' shots in the atmosphere and
Not carin', fuckin' the prosecutor at my hearin'
Money launderin', honies wonderin'
Who me? I reply casually
I'm what God would be if he was a straight G
Tonight, too tight, arrogant, bitch, we ride
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