Puff Daddy

Summer Girl · Odomaćeni član

"Roxanne"
(feat. Sting, Prazwell)

[Puff]
Yeah ye ye yeah yeah Sting, Bad Boy remix come on

[Pras]
Yo yo yo
Hey yo shake what ya mama gave you is her motto
pour out the bottle blow out the candle
too broke to hold too shallow to handle
get all today you never promised tomorrow
Yeah her moves remind me of kung fu flicks
Thick lips that contradicts rules of the game
she plays the politics
Red light special red light district
put on ya make up body all made up
Platinum played up Pearl Jam cut up
Roxanne Roxanne you don't really have to
put on ya red dress if you feeling kind of blue
She got the hots for the disco jocks
rock ya socks at the pop of the tops
Never get cool like to call it Glock
Twisted minded like Bob Zealot

Roxanne
(Roxanne Roxanne)

You dont have to put on the red light (ye ye ye yeah yeah)
Those days are over
You dont have to sell your body to the night (c'mon) (Roxanne Roxanne)
Roxanne Roxanne
Roxanne
You dont have to wear that dress tonight (remix)
Walk the streets for money
You dont care if it's wrong or if it's right (ye ye yeah)

[Verse Two:]

Yo what's the haps girl, dancing for the green paperback
Sitting at the bar drinking up Cognac
She steps in the room, dont know how to act
Sweet in emergence, similar to Similac
It was the hat
Cats wanna be around her shine
She wants to party, have a good time
She feels kind of hot me feelin' feelin' fine
Diggin' all her life just to get a gold mine
Bro making the streets she's the pimper's paradise
Jewels around her neck getting strong with the ice
She said I heard of ya crew I'm the number one fan
Of the refugees down from the islands
Driving the Bentleys with her pretty pretty friends
Sippin' colada every day is a weekend
Heard your name was Pras outta Brooklyn
And fifteen million place with your total sound scan

I loved you since I knew you (I like this part, Roxanne Roxanne)
I wouldn't talk down to you
I have you to tell just how I feel (Roxanne Roxanne)
I won't share you with another boy (Ye ye ye yeah yeah)
I know my mind is made up (Roxanne Roxanne)
So put away your makeup (Roxanne Roxanne)
Told you once I wont tell you again
It's a bad way (Ye ye yeah, yeah)

Roxanne
You dont have to put on the red light
Roxanne
You dont have to put on the red light [x2]

Roxanne Roxanne I wanna be your man
Put on the red light
Roxanne Roxanne I wanna be your man
Put on the red light
Roxanne Roxanne I wanna be your man
Put on the red light

[Repeat until end]

Summer Girl · Odomaćeni član

"We'll Always Love Big Poppa"

(Mmm... can't believe we doin this record)

We'll always love Big Poppa
We'll always love Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big)

[vocals get louder]
We'll always love Big Poppa
We'll always love Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big)
We'll always love Big Poppa (Yeah)
We'll always love Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big)

I look in the clouds, hope you past the sun
Hope you right next to God and he calling you Son
Taking you in, Angels breaking you in
This is heaven and no longer do you have to sin
And may God bless your mom and your two children
Your wife, your family and all your friends
Everybody stay strong, the good die young
Where we from it's all wrong, we all confused
Never know what we have til what we have we lose
Think Big, we just lost a very big jewel
Hip-hop itself is at a pit-stop itself
Seeing Big die I wish the shit would stop itself
It hurts, you're probably too good for this earth
Genius at his work
Made dirty cats wanna get a clean shirt
Pop Cristal and rock they ice work (word), go Big (go Big)
Everybody wanted to know Big
Made the rap biz, glitter like showbiz
Ask anybody, who could flow Big
All the cats shined, but you would glow Big
Frank White lyrically, moved niggaz spiritually
Made you wanna get a cup, fill it up with Hennessee
Front in the club and light a dutch where the women be
If you seen the show then I know you felt the energy

We'll always love Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big) [repeat 8X]

Just to let y'all know, everything is all real
But it's sad when a good fella catch a raw deal
And pain is a part of life that we all feel
Today this whole rap game is getting more ill
It make me look back, to where he took rap
Dude brought the East back, y'all better believe that
He never had a warning, One More Chance
was right before him everybody must answer when God's callin
I flew B's wit him, I blew trees wit him
Couldn't wait to go on tour across seas wit him
People seem to get lost and, blow things out of proportion
Life is worth more than the coffin
I need answers, and they better be the truth
Hurts like a bad tooth, we losin mad youth
Lyrically there'll never be no one above you
And no matter how they judge you we always gonna love you

We'll always love Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big) [repeat 4X]

Right now I know you missin it, smokin in peace
After all this bullshit don't cease, huh Big
Right now, you and Pac in harmony, probably huggin
While everybody from Brooklyn to West coast is buggin
All these gang wars, Big, show me a sign
As for your son I'ma raise Shorty like he was mine (no doubt)
It seems that the devil got his stinkin back whooped
And we should pray for Jesus, and ask for forgiveness
I can remember all the studio time, getting twisted
Bottle after bottle, Bacardi Lime, I miss it
We clicked like heels when we first met the
Junior Ma-f-i-a and Big Po-ppa
Nearly broke down four times writin this verse
Filled with wild madness and sadness it hurts
But ain't no need to cry, cause right now, where you at
Is more laced than any place a millionaire lived at
But it's sad that it takes that for us to unite
The only time you see your family is funeral night
Christopher Wallace, Frank White, holdin it down
I guess you with the real king in New York now
For real

We'll always love Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big) [repeat 6X]
We'll always love Big Poppa, Big Poppa [repeat 2X]
We'll always love Big Poppa, Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big)
We'll always love Big Poppa, Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big)
We'll always love Big Poppa, Big Poppa, Big Poppa...
(We'll always love you Big)

Summer Girl · Odomaćeni član

"Santa Baby"
(feat. Mase, Puff Daddy, Salt & Pepa, Onyx)

[Verse 1: Run]

It was December 24 on Hollis after the dark
My man Santa saw a rabbi and gave the strangest remark
He said that giving was his living and I had to take part
So I grabbed a bag of goodies and I hopped up on his cart
I laced the pockets of the poor and gave the hoodie a play
Dropped some dollars up on Hollis and I went on my way
I hear your jingle Mr. Kringle peep the single, my man
so Santa hit a brotha off and come as quick as you can!

[chorus]
Santa Baby
Just slip a Benzo under the tree for me
A '98 convertible, light blue
I'm looking for a fly guy, like you
So hurry down the chimney tonight...

[Verse 3: Ma$e]

Now all Mase know
When its eight twenty-four
He be looking at the door for the ho ho ho
Cause I know
When theres a christmas uptown
Ain't no chimney for santa to come down

[Verse 4: Puffy Daddy]

Now to me, PD I had alot
Appreciated everything that I got
Though I used to take my pops
Who aint caught me shaking the box
Cause I knew I couldn't wait till it turned 12 o'clock

[Verse 5: Snoop Doggy Dogg]

Cookies and Milk
Satin and Silk
I'm chillin in the living room, wrapped in a quilt
I'm waiting on this fat Red Suit wearing-comparing
My gifts to my homeboy next door to me
A gift here, none there, but who cares
My little sister needs a comb just to braid her nappy hair
Bbut here we go again waiting on the enemy
To slide down the chimney
Look here, that ain't reality

[chorus]
Santa Baby
Just slip a Benzo under the tree for me
A '98 convertible, light blue
I'm looking for a fly guy, like you
So hurry down the chimney tonight...

[Verse 6: Salt & Pepa]

Santa Baby, are you really real?
Chris Kringle
Let me see you make my pockets jingle (ching ching)
We need some jobs in the ghetto
Too much gangbanging where kids are playin
I hear the church bells ringing
On christmas eve
I believe
Jesus-calling me
Forget the gifts and the shopping lists
And the new kicks
Your just falling for tricks
(you better praise him)

[chorus]
Santa Baby
Just slip a Benzo under the tree for me
A '98 convertible, light blue
I'm looking for a fly guy, like you
So hurry down the chimney tonight...

[Verse 7: Fredro Starr]

It's the gritty-the grimy
The low down, the shifty
Yo Sticky, christmas time in the city
Late night, stars are bright
We gettin rocked!
With the 50 St. Nicholas
Start rippin this

[Verse 8: Sticky Fingaz]

Its the Grinch who stole christmas
Climbin down ya chimney
Kids open up they gifts
They all gonna be empty
Just like mine was
I hate to say it
But if I wasnt a boy I wouldnt have had nuthin to play wit!

[Verse 9: Keith Murray]

On December 25th I knew I wasn't getting jack
when I saw Santa Claus on the corner buying crack
I ran up on him with the (blur) and asked him "yo whats up with that?"
He said "there aint no christmas kid" and I can't get him back
Back in the days, Christmas was deep
My moms put presents under the tree while I played sleep
And peeped ha! Santa Claus never gave me nuthin
Seen them mad faces, lying and frontin
So do some good to the ghetto, Mr. Chris Kringle
Come and stay awhile, kick it with God's Angel
Take and acknowledge my wisdom and understand
That Santa Claus is a black man
word up

[chorus 2 times]
Santa Baby
Just slip a Benzo under the tree for me
A '98 convertible, light blue
I'm looking for a fly guy, like you
So hurry down the chimney tonight...

Summer Girl · Odomaćeni član

"Been Around The World (Remix)"
(feat. Mase, Carl Thomas)

[laughs]
Yeah, uh uh
Turn me up a little bit
Yeah kid, Harlem on the rise
Yeah, turn me up a little bit more
Uh-huh, uh-huh
We like it
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah kid, Harlem on the rise
This the remix '98
And you don't want no problem with us guys
Let's go

[Chorus: Puffy, (Mase), | Carl Thomas |]

I been around (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
I been around the world (Uh-huh, uh-huh) | I been around |
I been around (Uh-huh, uh-huh) | Been around |
I been around the world (Uh-huh, uh-huh) | Ai-yeah |
I been around (Uh-huh, uh-huh) | Aiii, yeah-yeah-yeah |
We ain't gon' stop
I been around the world (Uh-huh, uh-huh) | Whoaou |
I been around
We don't even know how to stop
I been around the world

[Verse One: Mase]

Yo, yo
Now trick what? Lace who?
That ain't what Mase do
Got a lotta girls that'll love to replace you
Tell it to your face boo, not behind your back
Cats talk slick, we never mind that
Funny never find that Puff a dimestack
Write hot stuff that make people say 'Rewind that'
People know, you go against the Harlem Jiggalo
Getcha hoe, lick her low, make your girl trick your dough
I represent honies with money, fly guys, and jets
Ride with the tints that be thirty-five percent
Hoes hope I lay, so I look both ways
Cop says okay, my tint smoke gray
No way, people leave without handin' me my chips
Got plans to get my land and my 6
People outta town'll understand these hits
Pop champagne like I won a championship

[Chorus: Puffy, (Carl Thomas)]

I been around (Been around)
I been around the world (I been around)
I been around (Been around)
I been around the world (Ai-yeah)
I been around (Aiii, yeah-yeah-yeah)
I been around the world
Can't stop the power
I been around (Whoaou)
I been around the world

[Verse Two: Puff Daddy]

Yea-yea, yeah, yeah
I was in one bedroom, dreamin of a million
Now my beach houses creamed to the ceiling
I was a gentleman livin in tenements
Now I'm swimmin' in all the women every tens
Went from Bad Boys to the Crushed Linen Men
Now my dividends be the new Benjamins
Chicks of all complexions, I like cinnamon
Mase you got some girls, well playboy
Send 'em in
What you waitin' for let the freakshow begin
How they came in a truck [Mase:] (Nah Puff, that's a Benz)
Mercedes, come here baby
You don't like the way it's hot and hazy
Never shady, you must be crazy
It's ridiculous how they keep their lips on this
Don't kiss right there, girlfriend I'm ticklish
And I be switchin fees with a wrist full of G's
Playa please, I'm the macaroni with the cheese

[Chorus: Puffy, (Carl Thomas)]

I been around
Yea-yea, yeah, yeah
I been around the world (I been around)
I been around (Been around)
I been around the world (Ai-yeah)
I been around (Aiii, yeah-yeah-yeah)
I been around the world
Can't stop the power
I been around (Whoaou)
I been around the world

[Verse Three: Mase, Puff Daddy]

What, what
You don't know who the hell I be
Can tell I be
Now hasta la vista, c'est la vie
Now what have we a cat in a Bentley waggy
That keep cats saggy, roll with P-Daddy
Some be wanna bag me, girls be one to stab me
I be more than gladly to tell a foe
Yo, you ain't offendin' me
It ain't like you the third son of the Kennedy
Or even in a mob where you can send for me
But all until you talk you don't ever spend a G
I know how it be
You know me from before when I used to detour
Down in B-more, push the E or
Days I just kick it
My crew buys Crystal just so we can spit it
All that expensive stuff just so that we can shit it
Be a lot of places that you niggaz can't visit
Talking cause I live it

[repeat Chorus]

[Outro: (Heard in background)]

The remix
9-8, B.I.G. forever
Can't stop and we won't stop
We don't even know how to stop
Let's go, Big ???, Big Carl
Harlem on the rise
and you don't want no problem with us guys
L-O-X, Little Justin
I see Quincy
Ha ha ha, ahh, 9-8 we got a game
We gon keep puttin it on your ass
And we won't stop, we don't even know how to stop

[repeat chorus till fade]

Summer Girl · Odomaćeni član

"What's The 411? (Remix)"

[Puff Daddy]
Oh shit (what's that man)
I don't know kid, I think it's a party going on
Oh it's the remix
Check it, yeah muthafuckas
What we about to do right about now
We gonna get kinda funky
I am the Puff Daddy
And I'm rolling with my man Biggie Smalls,
Mary J. Blige and J-C from Jodeci
And we about to do something new
And we about to
Check it, say what, say what

[CHORUS:]
[Biggie]
Hey yo, what's the 411, hun
(What's the 411, hun)
I know you got it going on
(Hey yo, I got it going on)

[Biggie]
As I sit back relax
Steam a blunt, sip a Becks
Think about the sexy singers that I wanna sex
I'd probably go to jail
For fuckin Patti Labelle
Ooh Regina Belle, she'd probably do me swell
Jasmine Guy was fly
Mariah Carey, kinda scary
Wait a minute what about my honey Mary
The jeans they fittin like a glove
I had a crush on you since Real Love
Hold your horses
I'ma show ya who the boss of intercourse is
Sex, I'm takin no losses
Even groups like SWV and TLC
Can't see B-I-G with telepathy
The recipe, a picture hardcore with a gun
Pimpin ain't easy but it's always fun
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 4-1-1 hun

[CHORUS]

[Mary J. Blige]
Yeah nigga, what makes you better than the next nigga
Seen you last week in your black ass car, freak
You try to play like Mr all of that
But now you wanna come to me with some chit-chat
I don't have no time for no wham-bam thank you mam
Gas me up, get me drunk and hit, then you scram
The same old shit you pulled last week on Pam
I'm not having it, no I'm not having it
You got to do a lot more of this, that how it be
I'm Mary Blige and you just ain't running up in me
I need a man who's looking out for some security
So come correct with some respect, and then we'll see
So if you with it, then rock the 7-digits
And I might just give you a call (Damn)
If you ain't with it then don't waste your time at all
Biggie Smalls, and you don't stop

All my love dreams that I've had
And my dreams are very special
All my life I've looked for you
And you make the dream come true
You make me another you
Love like this is kind of special
Things you seem to do devine
This is ours to combine
I know our love must make a begining
Love is life and life is living

[Puff Daddy]
I like, the sexiest muthafucka
And I want to bust the 411
'94 is here
We gonna have something new for you on this next album, man
Yeah, we gonna have something new for your asses
We going to keep it funky
Yeah, it's a Bad Boy thing
My man Raj on the remix tip
Yeah, big shouts to the uptown crew
Ugh, to all the people in the Bronx and nation
Funk nation that is, that recorded the album
My man Busta Rhymes, my man Grand Puba, check it
Ugh, yeah, Flip Gray in the house
My man Buttnaked, Tim Dawg, ugh

Gertie · **◊Poker Face◊**

Last Night
[feat. Keyshia Cole]

[Diddy:]
Last night,
I couldn't even get an answer.
Tried to call,
But my pride wouldn't let me dial.
And I'm sitting here,
With this blank expression.
And the way I feel,
I wanna curl up like a child.

I know you can hear me
I know you can feel me
I can't live without you
God please make me better
I wish I wasn't the way I am

[Keyshia:]
If I told you once, I told you twice,
You can see it in my eyes.
I'm all cried out,
With nothing to say.
You're everything I wanted to be.
If you could only see,
Your heart belongs to me.
I love you so much, I'm yearning for your touch.
Come and set me free,
Forever yours I'll be,
Baby won't you come and take this pain awayyyyy.

[Diddy:]
Last night,
I couldn't even get an answer.
Tried to call,
But my pride wouldn't let me dial.
And I'm sitting here,
With this blank expression.
And the way I feel,
I wanna curl up like a child.

[Keyshia:]
I need you,
And you need me.
This is so plain to see,
And I will never let you go and,
I will always love you so.
I will...
If you could only see,
Your heart belongs to me.
I love you so much, I'm yearning for your touch.
Come and set me free,
Forever yours I'll be,
Baby won't you come and take this pain awayyyyy.

[Diddy:]
Last night,
I couldn't even get an answer.
Tried to call,
But my pride wouldn't let me dial.
And I'm sitting here,
With this blank expression.
And the way I feel,
I wanna curl up like a child.

[Diddy:]
Tell me the words to say,
To make you come back,
And work me like that.
And if it matters I'll rather stay home,
With you I'm never alone.
Don't want to wait till you're gone,
Let me be, just don't leave me.

[Diddy:]
Last night,
I couldn't even get an answer.
Tried to call,
But my pride wouldn't let me dial.
And I'm sitting here,
With this blank expression.
And the way I feel,
I wanna curl up like a child.

[Keyshia:]
I need you,
And you need me.
This is so plain to see,
And I will never let you go and,
I will always love you so.
I will...
If you could only see,
Your heart belongs to me.
I love you so much, I'm yearning for your touch.
Come and set me free,
Forever yours I'll be,
Baby won't you come and take my pain awayyyyy.

[Diddy:]
Last night,
I couldn't even get an answer.
Tried to call,
But my pride wouldn't let me dial.
And I'm sitting here,
With this blank expression.
And the way I feel,
I wanna curl up like a child.

[Keyshia:]
I'm so alone I'm soooo lonelyyyyy,

Why don't you pick the phone,
And dial up my number,
And call me a baby,
I'm waiting on you.

Why don't you pick the phone,
And dial up my number,
Just call me a baby,
I'm waiting on you.

[Phone dialing and ringing]
[Diddy:]
Hello
Hey waz-up
I've been tryin' to reach you all night
That shit ain't funny not picking up the mutha fucking phone
Better stop fucking playing with a nigga's feelings like that
You know how much I love you though right?
But for them couple of seconds though,
When I couldn't get in touch with you.
I'm ready to come over your house and shoot that mutha fucker up
You better fucking not be there when I get over that house
[laughing]
That's really how it goes down right?

Gertie · **◊Poker Face◊**

Come To Me
[feat. Nicole Scherzinger]

N- It's bad boy bitch

Do it to it (Repeat)

P- It feels good to be back, I miss ya
Relax ya mind, let your conscience be free
and I roll with the sounds of BBE
(Do it to it)
you know what time it is
report to the dance floor

N- It's bad boy bitch

P- Talk to 'em

N- Vers 1:
See you at the corner of my eye
Leanin on the wall lookin' fly
(I) I (Want) want (You) you (To) to (Come) come
(Be) be with me
you’re the only one I wanna, talk to
but I don't wanna rush
I am here when will u make your move

Chorus:
I see you, I am me, I want cha, why don't cha
come to me, I can be, what you need oh baby
Im standin', been waitin', I’m yearnin’ im burnin’
Come to know me
come get to know me
Come to show me
Show me you wanna know me

P- Vers 2:
(rap)
You know who it is
Im back in the buildin’
You know who it is
security strapped, still stackin a million
Its double the stallion, somethin’ Italian
Or maybe Puerto Rican, you can catch me in Paris
Im in it to win it but willin to carry
The game, if you think im not
Look at you carriage
Pop up clean about in a Phantom
The people go screamin like an opera anthem
I did it before
I’d do it again
I got the blow, proud of the spin
Lies before, cool as the wind
Got hits go back like juicy jin, yeah
Shine the best like diamond necklace
My extravagant taste, the style perplexes
They know im the ish, they wanna get next
That’s why she had a fit cuz she wanted to get next to his

N- Chorus:
I'm here, when will you make your move
I see you, I am me, I want cha, why don't cha
come to me, I can be, what you need oh baby
Im standin', been waitin', I’m yearnin’ im burnin’
Come to know me
come get to know me
Come to show me
Show me you wanna know me

P- Vers 3:
(rap)
Anywhere I care
They all stop and stare
Admire your body language speak loud and clear like
N- I WANT YOU TO COME BE WITH ME
p- (rap)
She be waitin’, anticipatin’ for oh so long
Fantasising about thoughts of me comin on like
N- I'M HERE WHEN WILL YOU MAKE YOUR MOVE
P- (rap)
she diggin my style, my swag, my suede, my swirve
My way with words, the Boys absurd for sure
You cant fall til my aura call
I make miracles like I walk on water
What cha want mama order
Its on my tab
Im so bad with the cash
I dropped the whole bag
where you at girl

N- Chorus:
I'm here, when will you make your move
I see you, I am me, I want cha, why don't cha
come to me, I can be, what you need oh baby
Im standin', been waitin', I’m yearnin’ im burnin’
Come to know me
come get to know me
Come to show me
Show me you wanna know me

N- bridge
I'm here I really can't wait no longer
You were the one who stole my heart
Can't you see the wait is over
I need you to come closer
This feeling is getting strong
You really got me high

N- Chorus:
I see you, I am me, I want cha, why don't cha
come to me, I can be, what you need oh baby
Im standin', been waitin', I’m yearnin’ im burnin’
Come to know me
come get to know me
Come to show me
Show me you wanna know me

P- Do it to it (Repeat)
N- Why don't cha come to me
I can be, what you need oh baby
I'm here, you here, let's make it right man
Do it to it

Do it

P- Relax ya mind, let your conscience be free
and I roll with the sounds of BBE

Do it

You know what this is

N- It's bad boy bitch

Annabel_Lee · **ஐ NaUgHtGeLiC ஐ**

Do sada upisani textovi Puff Daddy-ja (alfabetnim redom):

Angels With Dirty Faces
Back for Good Now
Bad Boy For Life
Been Around The World
Been Around The World (Remix)
Big Ole Butt
Can't Nobody Hold Me Down
Come To Me
Do You Like It, Do You Want It
Fake Thugs Dedication
Gangsta Shit
I Hear Voices
If I Should Die Tonight
I'll Be Missing You
I'll Do This For You
Is This The End? (Part Two)
Journey Through The Life
Last Night
No Way Out
No Way Out (Intro)
P.E. 2000 Lost Remix
PE 2000
PE 2000 (Spanish Version)
Real Niggas
Reverse
Roxanne
Santa Baby
We'll Always Love Big Poppa
What You Want
What's The 411? (Remix)
You'll See