Let them hoes fight Stressin' on me for the attention Let them hoes fight 'Cause you're no competition Let them hoes fight Comin' at me, guns are a blazin
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Ah yeah, yeah, yeah) Ah yeah, yeah, yeah (Ah yeah, yeah, yeah) Ah yeah, ah yeah, ah yeah, yeah
[P. Diddy - talking] Yeah There's three things I like about the summertime Drop tops, long hot nights and summer love Yeah Hey yo, B Tell 'em what time
I have a destiny, I have a vision, dear It's as translucent as rain and glass are clear I am a problem girl, I have a habit old If I got silver, I'd pine
I got a secret, I'm telling everyone Don't wanna keep it, I wanna play dumb I made a promise I think I'm ready to break It's just a question, there's
You're so mono, together we could be stereo, st-st-stereo love You look so low, low, together we could get hi, hi-fi st-st-stereo Boom, boom, super sonic
Why's this fussing and a-fighting? I wanna know, lord, I wanna know Why's this bumping and a-boring? I wanna know, lord, I wanna know now We should
Standing here in front of the mirror It's gonna be alright tonight Feelin' hot, yeah, I'm on fire I'm never ever goin' to tire Tonight, it's gonna be
She came from a happy home A very happy home A very happy home Miss Personality A grade 'A' student naturally She had it all in place But things aren
One, two, three, four New York City is a real cool town Society really brings me down Our playground is a pharmacy Kids find trouble so easily Other
1, 2, 3, 4 Endless vacation, endless vacation Endless vacation, endless vacation I kill myself I kill the pain a suicide death A suicide game my skull
Sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la-la Sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la-la Sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la-la Ships are docking, planes are landing A never ending
Humankind, it's not fair, why should we all live in fear? Humankind, it's a test to see who's the very best Humankind, I don't know why no one cares who
One two three four Could't keep a secret got a concrete skull You couldn't shut up you're an imbecile You're an ugly dog there's nothing to gain You
Merry Christmas, I don't want to fight tonight Merry Christmas, I don't want to fight tonight Merry Christmas, I don't want to fight tonight with you
I got a call late Saturday night, alright Yeah, I got a call late Saturday night, alright Beat, dead, burnt out from the night before I wanted to go but
I am not afraid of life Of the poor man's struggle Of the killer's knife I am not afraid of life Of an insane rage Of the minimum wage I am not afraid
The solution to peace isn't clear The terrorist threat is a modern fear There are no jobs for the young They turn to crime, turn to drugs Battle ships
