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Diddy - When It's On lyrics

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It's on, it's on, it's on, yeah

It's on, it's on, it's on, yeah

It's on, it's on, it's on, yeah

It's on, it's on, it's on, yeah

I'm just a drop top flippin', flippin'

Fifth of yacht sippin', sippin'

Dope crack that's going in the strip clubs tippin'

M J G ah, P I M P Ah

Fuck a blind date, oh no, I got to see her

The new millennium poet

Forever show it, can't blow it

If you reap it, you sow it

I, pay my, dues and it's the rules that I play by

Carry the team like I'm A I

I used to cook rocks, and hit the block

And gun in the bushes and money in my sock

Shit, I had hoes way before I was nationally famous

I was in the hood strapped up good watchin' my anus

I'm a target splitter

The world's strongest man hardest hitter

Even though you hate, I still elevate regardless nigga

Step to us boy, look what you done started

And we don't even care that your arsenal be the largest

When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on

When it's on, you better get your shit and be gone

When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on

When it's on, you better get your shit and be gone

When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on

When it's on, you better get your shit and be gone

When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on

When it's on, you better get your shit and be gone

Look, you niggaz play too much Mayne you need to pump yo' brakes

Keep a heater nigga need for them restless snakes

Right in my face caught a case tryin' to defend my space

Dodging snitches police niggaz jumping state to state

What kind of nigga run his mouth and snitch out everybody?

The kind of nigga that's gone end up being a dead body

Yo' wife and children gone be searching for their dear ol' daddy

They found his headless body tied up in a dark alley

It's cold like ice and snow on a nigga soul

For bricks or snow, niggaz will fuck you like a dirty hoe

Kick yo' door and put you and your babies on the floor

See you in public fuck who with you let the thang go

A nigga tell you don't let business turn personal

Fuck what they say cause for gram a nigga hurtin' you

Niggaz out here hurtin' fool nothing is for free Mayne

Fuckin' with the game that's how that shit be Mayne

When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on

When it's on, you better get your shit and be gone

When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on

When it's on, you better get your shit and be gone

When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on

When it's on, you better get your shit and be gone

When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on

When it's on, you better get your shit and be gone

I was torn this bitch came from the streets I was born

Pussy like a little kitty back yellow as corn

I don't go around poppin' shit wit' niggaz who talkin'

Them niggaz ain't talkin' no more closed coffin

Not often do you see a nigga loyal as I

Like that boy from best eye nigga ready to die

For my bread and them niggaz that considered me family

Hold it down Mayne I got you 'til we up there wit' granny

'Cause as soon as I start writing I start going through physical

Deeper into my spiritual I'm so fuckin' lyrical

MJG the realest the truth the definition

Just call me the competition, I'm still stomping and pimpin'

I'm still working with Diddy, still fuck wit the hood

I got the key to the city, the streets is all good

My leather is all wood, my gun is still secluded

I'm still hoping and praying to God, I don't use it

When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on

When it's on, you better get your shit and be gone

When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on

When it's on, you better get your shit and be gone

When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on

When it's on, you better get your shit and be gone

When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on

When it's on, you better get your shit and be gone

When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on

When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on

When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on

When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on

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