Instrumental
, cayenne , ill buy that G5 jet , pilot, i fly that Burn good shit, get as high as i get My minds sick ,im criminal minded Shorty ass fat, i wanna bump
walls, pictures of Boston Georgia Bitches snortin' blow, f-ckin fast and cookin' dope Sanctify, Bally shoes, Audemars, Franck Muller [?] My new bitches must menage I'm a G [Chorus] All I know is
never gonna stop me everytime I come a n-gga gotta set it then I got it going then I gotta get it, then I gotta blow, and than I gotta shudder any
ya twist her Never met the bitch, but I'll fuck her like I missed her Life is a bitch and death is her sister Sleep is the cousin, what a fuckin' family
're holdin' on forever I gotta let it go Time's up, you pushed me to surrender Tonight Who knows, what happens now, whatever Wherever the wind blows
you've been on my mind Since I woke up today, up today I look at your photograph all the time These memories come back to life And I don't mind I remember
and told my chauffeur to the top Life is such a fucking roller coaster then it drops But what should I scream for this is my theme park My minds shine
devour Ghosts of old loves are blowing through the pines Nicotine babies are being born without spines The god of the sea is swinging his trident We
m so obsessed My heart is bound to beat Right out my untrimmed chest I believe in you Like a virgin, you're Madonna And I'm always gonna wanna blow your mind
affair Can't be scared when it goes down Got a problem, tell me now Only thing that's on my mind Is who's gonna run this town tonight Is who's gonna
always be Best friends Sometimes I reminisce and wonder how I made it this far Because of you, I'm me, so you the real star Your hindsight, the time's right to get my mind
) I missed ya Relax your mind, let your conscience be free You're now rollin' with the sounds of the BBE (Just do it do it do it do it, do it do it do it) You know what time it is
trying to tell me, dear I got Bentley, Benz send in Mr. Belvedere And I just want to blow your mind I'm talkin' literally blow your mind My repratoir is
never come down We ain't never comin down Reppin N-Y-C and Memphis Tennessee is how it goes down.. [P. Diddy] (Uh-huh, yeah yeah) Yeah, uhh Let's blow
Let's rock, let's rock, don't stop, let's rock Let's rock, let's rock, don't stop, let's rock Hey, forever I'm on the grind My mind is already made up
get them all off your mind! Let me get them, and hit them, I'm with the rhythm, Put them right where you want them, Man, I'ma blow your brain! Diddy
Pong Take off your outfit and let?s be gone Girl, I got you in the zone, in the zone So far gone I swear your mind is blown, mind is blown Did your heart
