We Gon' Make It (feat. Jack Knight)

Feat. Jack Knight Baby this is your last dance; you know how you do it There's no nigga like you and there'll never be another nigga like you Put your foot on these motherfuckers necks Do it to 'em daddy, do it to 'em As my, Daytons spin lowrider sittin low Hittin corners so hard you can taste my rims Hard top six-four, I'm Diddy no tint I can't hide in New York City I'm 'bout it in the South, sleep good in the West Know a chick from Watts with Bad Boy tatted on her breast I done been there and did it (I done been there and did it) Ten years without gettin sweat inside my Yankee fitted 1990-Raw I showed you ice You ain't know who Jacob was so I showed you twice When it was (All About the Benjamins) I had two bezels on my arm Like a Don's supposed to, Sean Ride with a chaffeur in Gucci loafers And switch to All Stars without losin focus These rap niggaz hopeless (hopeless) you can change the locks But I'ma shine for niggaz that ain't know Big Do, seem, like, my, fu-ture's, here, nowwwww It feels good to see the sun in the mornin I'm tired of feelin that the people are talkin I heard a rumor that things ain't changin But Lord knows that we gon' make it Oooooooooooooooooooh The world famous As we proceed To give you what you need It's been so long It's been so real So magnificent, thank you Tell me who shot Big (who shot Big) And take the bullets out of 2Pac's ribs (take 'em out) If I could I would reverse the car, reverse the beef Put it all in a pot and boil it on a D. Dot beat (hit me baby) Sometimes I get drunk, for stress relief Other times I put "Life After Death" on and peep We ride (we ride) what's a four door Bentley Coupe Without my nigga on the passenger side? And still I try (I try) to get money stay fly Finish the race, holdin my crown high (take that) I fly next to God, my eyes on the prize Been away a long time but now I'm reenergized (AS WE PROCEED) The life and times of a mastermind (c'mon) Dedicate every breath to claim my designs (it's mine) And the day I die, let a G4 fly And dump my ashes over N.Y. Y'all know my name, y'all know my motherfuckin name I told you I was gon' be great ma I TOLD YOU I WAS GON' BE SOMEBODY! Ohhh!! Feel so good Feel so free Put your fists in the air, AOWWWW!! I'm the King of all Kings, I abide by no rules And do what I do by any means (c'mon) Call him necessary, the great visionary Born extrordinary, a life legendary Who else put flows out, that put clothes out Flee the cold weather, short sleeves with my toes out Nine-six Big showed me what to do But deep in my heart, this is "No Way Out II" (let's rock) I spend absurd money, private bird money That Bill Gates, Donald Trump, Bloomberg money (you know what it is) Old habits die hard, the Vanguard award winner New York torch gripper, O.G. of the floss nigga I'm seein visions like I did a bag of angel dust This is life when you black rich and dangerous I'm with God, I'ma live on forever Bad Boy for life bitch, nobody does it better (nobody) Y'all know my name, y'all know my motherfuckin name I'm in the best shape of my life! Y'all know my name, y'all know my motherfuckin name YEAH! YOU CREATED THIS MONSTER! IT'S SO INSPIRATIONAL, IT'S SO REAL BAD BOY BITCH! So there y'all have it Words from a wise, great King We love it when you speak the truth daddy Don't ever stop, please Don't ever stop