Friends lyrics ( Puffy Daddy )
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Rate Friends LyricsArtist : Puffy Daddy Song : Friends
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Aha, yeah, yeah In a world of, larger moves,
new cars to cruise Sometimes I make the news,
falsely accused I gotta shake the spot when
the stakes is high A brother needs space like
a vacant lot I'm lookin forward to the future,
Mase and The Lox And my little son Justin,
touchin a knot You knew I was comin for the
crowns that's uptown You knew I was comin to
put it down so what now? It's the Bad Boy,
pull up and break the clutch down in the
five-speed, smirkin then pull up at high
speed Can you enterprise and rise like cream
do? And leave em talk about the last time they
seen you? Game is magnet, to everything
platinum with my name attached, can you all do
that? Think one thing when you read my
name That Puff nigga, the game'll never be the
same
Chorus: Puff Daddy singing
What
do you do when they love you? (Let's) "live your
life" What do you do when the love turns cold?
(Let's) "live your life" Do you love me baby
I'll be your friend Do you love me baby Though
I love you like a brother I would rather be
your lover
Verse Two: Foxy
Brown
Erybody wanna be Pam Grier now,
stare now Wanna know what I wear now, peep the
gear now, uhh I swear now, I done killed that
shit Dangerous Na Na, niggaz feel my shit,
uhh Roll for delf, niggaz steal my shit
sells Dunn tripped on Gortex to Pelly
Pel You're fuckin with Mel, I have 500 to
sell Convertible shit, leavin bitches real
sick Heard he liked to trick nonstop, floss a
lot Ballers out of town, spots in Adobe
cot It don't stop I Fox, floss plenty
rocks Since eight-nine nigga been pushin,
plenty drops Nigga keyed up, stash for
real Twenty G's please what? Fuck the soft
shit Hundred thirty pounds of raw shit, the
flaw shit The P.C. on some real to Newark
shit Recall, my whole fam jig the fuck up
what? Bet-ta chill, 'fore you slip the fuck
up Get your wig, split the fuck up, nigga
lust Dangerous, when three general niggaz
bust Infa-wear, but I sips Dom Pierre Floss
through the ave all them hoes wanna stare Oh
yeah? I'm up in your life, play you
trife Brook-lyn, bring it on
nigga
Chorus
Verse Three: Puff
Daddy
Can you feel me baby? I been away a
long time Is it still me baby? The one on your
mind Can we creep when everybody sleepin and
find ourselves 'tween satin sheets
intertwined Can I touch you baby? Is that
aight witchu? Can I love you baby? What we
about to do could make the whole earth move, I
tell you my first move Climb up in it slow, I
ain't tryin to hurt you Can you feel me baby?
Should I keep it right there? Is it still me
baby? Take off your night wear And lay your
pretty body in the middle of your bed As I
place myself in the middle of your legs Do you
want me baby? Just let me know like Aaliyah
baby, and I'ma set you slow Get freaky baby,
can you handle that? Dim the lights burn
candles on your back, yeah
Chorus 2X to
fade
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