PUFF DADDY - Friends lyrics
rate meAha, yeah, yeah<br>In a world of, larger moves, new cars to cruise<br>Sometimes I make the news, falsely accused<br>I gotta shake the spot when the stakes is high<br>A brother needs space like a vacant lot<br>I'm lookin forward to the future, mase and the lox<br>And my little son justin, touchin a knot<br>You knew I was comin for the crowns that's uptown<br>You knew I was comin to put it down so what now? <br>It's the bad boy, pull up and break the clutch down<br>In the five-speed, smirkin then pull up at high speed<br>Can you enterprise and rise like cream do? <br>And leave em talk about the last time they seen you? <br>Game is magnet, to everything platinum with my<br>Name attached, can you all do that? <br>Think one thing when you read my name<br>That puff nigga, the game'll never be the same<br><br>Chorus: puff daddy singing<br><br>What do you do when they love you? (let's) live your life<br>What do you do when the love turns cold? (let's) live your life<br>Do you love me baby I'll be your friend<br>Do you love me baby though I love you like a brother<br>I would rather be your lover<br><br>Verse two: foxy brown<br><br>Erybody wanna be pam grier now, stare now<br>Wanna know what I wear now, peep the gear now, uhh<br>I swear now, I done killed that shit<br>Dangerous na na, niggaz feel my shit, uhh<br>Roll for delf, niggaz steal my shit sells<br>Dunn tripped on gortex to pelly pel<br>You're fuckin with mel, I have 500 to sell<br>Convertible shit, leavin bitches real sick<br>Heard he liked to trick nonstop, floss a lot<br>Ballers out of town, spots in adobe cot<br>It don't stop I fox, floss plenty rocks<br>Since eight-nine nigga been pushin, plenty drops<br>Nigga keyed up, stash for real<br>Twenty g's please what? fuck the soft shit<br>Hundred thirty pounds of raw shit, the flaw shit<br>The p.c. on some real to newark shit<br>Recall, my whole fam jig the fuck up what? <br>Bet-ta chill, 'fore you slip the fuck up<br>Get your wig, split the fuck up, nigga lust<br>Dangerous, when three general niggaz bust<br>Infa-wear, but I sips dom pierre<br>Floss through the ave all them hoes wanna stare<br>Oh yeah? I'm up in your life, play you trife<br>Brook-lyn, bring it on nigga<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Verse three: puff daddy<br><br>Can you feel me baby? I been away a long time<br>Is it still me baby? the one on your mind<br>Can we creep when everybody sleepin and find<br>Ourselves 'tween satin sheets intertwined<br>Can I touch you baby? is that aight witchu? <br>Can I love you baby? what we about to do<br>Could make the whole earth move, I tell you my first move<br>Climb up in it slow, I ain't tryin to hurt you<br>Can you feel me baby? should I keep it right there? <br>Is it still me baby? take off your night wear<br>And lay your pretty body in the middle of your bed<br>As I place myself in the middle of your legs<br>Do you want me baby? just let me know<br>Like aaliyah baby, and i'ma set you slow<br>Get freaky baby, can you handle that? <br>Dim the lights burn candles on your back, yeah<br><br>Chorus 2x to fade
