Lonely lyrics ( P. Diddy )
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Rate Lonely LyricsArtist : P. Diddy Song : Lonely
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[P. Diddy]
This goes out to my nigga
B.I.G.
Listen to me playboy, check dis
out
I go, on and on and on and
Won't take
her to the crib unless she's bonin'
PD call
her on the phone and
Promise I'll leave her
moanin'
Now she zonin'
Tellin' me she's
all alone and
Love the dark chocolate tone
and
Ahead of my time, I live what's said in
my rhymes
The cars and the chedda is
mine
We ain't, the type to sit back and lose
focus
Spit that mack-a-docious
Most
ferocious
Cash all in my holsters
Burn
more bread than toasters
You must know this,
the cats I'm with is the coldest
Hip-hop
quota but quote this
Back on the track again,
thats whats happenin'
Please believe it, we on
top and won't leave it
[Chorus:
Kokane]
Sometimes I feel like I'm
lonely
And sometimes I feel like I'm
lonely
[Kain]
Uh, uh, yeah
Ey yo
C-I-O-F-F-I-E
Q-U-double E-N-Z
Come on ma
your riding with me
Leave the lame respect
the game
When you hanging on my arm you
expect the same
And, extasy when you sex the
Kain
I, only link with the wealthiest
And
only cop jewels if it drop celcius
Now, you
can run but you can never hide
But, where you
go when the temperature rise
It's Bad Boy see
death in ya eyes
Kain Cioffe the next on the
rise
Damagin' shit hot stamina split
You
got screwball raps we the hammerin'
clique
Limo, the club, and the cameras'll
flip
Money, music women son we standin' in it
HA!
[Chorus]
[Mark
Curry]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Don't panic, don't
take this for granted
I did then still do and
always ran it
A lot to gain when I say I'm off
the chain
The shit I spit...burn
flames
Who's controllin' this
I can make
the bitches grin
Cuz I get money and run with
the richest men
Knockin' at ya door it's Curry
again
Been down since the jump off
begin
You know who I am
Don't get it all
twisted up
Get the cash to my hands be all
blistered up
We can pick it up, we can drop
it low
Recognize what it is when I come
through the door
Not partyin' and pimpin', I
walk wit a limp
Once I took it to the top I
ain't fell off since
Stay high stay fly stay
cool in the fan
Ain't none of y'all seein' ya
man
Get a grip
niggas
[Chorus]
[Kokane]
(On
guard, defend yo' self) It's lonely at the top hey
hey (repeated twice)
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