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Bump, Bump, Bump

Diddy

Now, Vol. 12

2003

I wanna get you to myself
You and me and nobody else
And do the things we do (come on)
Baby, there is something that I need from you (check it out

Bump, Bump, Bump

Diddy

Pandemonium!

2002

I wanna get you to myself
You and me and nobody else
And do the things we do (come on)
Baby, there is something that I need from you (check it out

musical side and gave me a new way
Shout out Hardman, Connor and Coupe
Now I'm living with talent that people would give up their lives for
That people

earning ya strip
Amongst the evil demons lurking at night
Its a struggle breaking wicked ways
Convincing ya self crime pays
While we killing our brothers

there just exclusive

Back strap the zoot quick
While I spit out this new shit
Cos I've not got the tools 
In the bag like screw fix
That's why you're

Every single night 
I just keep coming for more
Because it fuels me honestly it consumes me 
I just checked my phone and they finding out by my music

a whip with no head rests
Roll down the window as I'm passing by and say hi to Chris cause I'm his guest
Killing the verse and I'm killing the feature
I

to turn up And show them that you is like no other
If a Nigga throw shots like Chris Bosh, I'm making it way from the other side of the court, I promise you

Met her at a bar called MJ O'Connors on March 17th
She had a tattoo on her thigh and her sisters by her side
And a smile across her face

We drank

Shortie Like Mine

Bow Wow

The Price of Fame [Bonus DVD]

2006

everythin' you say to me
(This is goin' out to all the shorties around the world)
Never knew it could be so wicked, hopin' that you stay wit' me
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scaredy that's white
No fucking gumption
Doing dumb shit
Kept inside for so long
I ripped out my own lungs to breathe new life into cole connor
So honored,

to our song "Polly"
I have a hard time
Carrying on knowing there are plankton like
That in our audience sorry
To be so anally PC but that's the way I feel

just like John Connor and the Robot
I guess it's my turn to terminate
I put my sound out and they reverberate
Yea you heard me straight
They celebrating

fans! Shout to Hypebeast.Com, shout to Kevin Mar, I love my fans
Shout to all my Streetware family all my skater dark heads out there
Shout to Slam

As Far As Love Goes
Music and Lyrics: Chet Lam
Arranged and produced by Chris Connors

New York is a dream
Shanghai is a hope
London is my playground

Iron on the hip I'm a ranger on the track now
Hand on my dick gonna cum when it spout out
GMD Revo way I ask for a shout out
Play a mixtape in the car

there is
Now picture me, 11 years old getting jumped by 7 kids that were taught that black was the enemy
While my teacher stayed steady, watching like

the next chapter
Shout out to Connor for mix and master
I'm screaming, Ave Maria and Maranatha
They never figured your boy was Catholic
They see me winning

Days of Our Lives

De La Soul

The Grind Date

2004

to save the day
Can't turn it away, 'cause we out
To find presence way beyond our measure, so baby don't pout

Don't pout, De La Soul now turn it out

shit gon' slap hard like Will Smith and Chris out at public events
Legend like Arthur
I set shit in stone and then feed the whole fam with the words from

the dick im houdini
Ice on my neck dance chris breezy
Niggas mad but they just wanna be me
Ooh
Blinded by the truth you cant see me
Shorty trick for the dick

a couple million and go head and live by the beach
Tryna rack up all of this money and then go MIA
I got the fake ones out the way
Only money and bitches in

says
Neighbors seen this shit for years
Hopped out, out of range
Close up not a stain
Gut shot got him maimed
Shit bag potty trained

No time for a nigga

I don't live a lie but I do live an illusion
I'm the real McCoy boy there's no substitution
Wasted so much talents took that name & made a movement