Daily Song Lyrics

[Nicole (Diddy)]
It’s Bad Boy bitch
Do it do it do it do it
Do it do it do it do it
(It feels good to be back, I missed ya)
Relax your mind, let your conscience be free
And I roll with the sounds of BBE
Do it do it do it do it
Do it do it do it do it
(You know what time it is)
(Report to the dance floor)
It’s bad boy bitch
(Talk to ‘em)

[Nicole]
See you out the corner of my eye
Leaning on the wall, looking fly
I want you to come be with me
You’re the only one I wanna talk to
But I don’t wanna rush

[Chorus - Nicole:]
I’m here when will you make your move?
I see you, I am me, I want cha, why don’t cha
Come to me, I can be, what you need, uh baby
I’m standing, been waiting, I’m yearning, I’m burning
Come to know me, come and get to know me
Come to show me, that you wanna know me

[Diddy]
You know who it is, I’m back in the building
Security strapped, still stacking a million
It’s doubt with the stallion, somethin’ Italian
Or maybe Puerto Rican, you can catch me in Paris
I’m in it to win it but willing to carry
The game, if you think I’m not look at the carats
I buck clean about in a Phantom
The people go screaming like an opera anthem
I did it before, do it again
I got to blow, gotta to spin
Lies before, cool as the wind
Got hits go back like juice and gin
Shine the best and diamond necklace

My extravagant taste, the style perplexes
They know I’m the ish, they wanna get next
That’s why she had to fit cause she wanted to get next

[Chorus]

[Diddy (Nicole)]
Anywhere I appear, they all stop and stare
Admire your body language speaking loud and clear like
(I want you to come be with me)
She be waiting anticipating for oh so long
Fantasising wild thoughts of me coming on like
(I’m here when will you make your move)
She digging my style, my swag, my suede, my swerve
My way with words, the Boys absurd for sure
You can’t fall ’til my aura called
I make miracles like I walk on water
What you want mama order, it’s on my tab
I’m so bad with the cash, I dropped the whole bag
Where you at girl?

[Chorus]

[Nicole]
I’m here right now, can’t wait no more no
You were the one who stole my heart
Can’t you see the wait is over
I need you to come closer
Please believe is getting stormy
You really got me hot

[Chorus]

[Diddy and Nicole]
Do it do it do it do it
Do it do it do it do it
Why don’t cha come to me
I can be, what you need uh baby
I’m here, you’re here, let’s make it happen
Do it do it do it do it
Do it do it do it do it
Relax your mind, let your conscience be free
And I roll with the sounds of BBE (Bad Boy Entertainment)
Do it, do it
You know what this is
It’s Bad Boy bitch
Press Play!

Tell me is the money worth your soul
Tell me what’s the reason that you hold on
When you know that dude has a whole wall of ‘em just like you
And girl you’re just way too fine
Gotta be treated as one of a kind
Girl use your mind
Don’t be just another dime

Because

I can’t take
Seeing you with him
‘Cuz I know exactly what you’ll be,
In his gallery
It’s just not fair
And it’s tearing me apart
You’re just another priceless work of art
In his gallery

She’s so confused
She knows she deserves more
Someone who will love and adore
But his money’s hard to ignore
She really doesn’t know what to do
Girl it’s just a matter of time
Before he finds another more fine
After he’s done dulling your shine
You’re out the door and he’s through with you

Tell me is the money worth your soul
Tell me what’s the reason that you hold on,
When you know that dude has a whole wall of ‘em just like you
And girl you’re just way too fine
Gotta be treated as one of a kind
Girl use your mind
Don’t be just another dime

I can’t take
Seeing you with him
‘Cuz I know exactly what you’ll be
In his gallery
It’s just not fair
And it’s tearing me apart
You’re just another priceless work of art
In his gallery

You’re a masterpiece
I know that he
Can’t appreciate your beauty
Don’t let him cheapen you
He don’t see you like i do
Beautiful not just for show
Time that someone let you know

I can’t take
Seeing you with him
‘Cuz I know exactly what you’ll be
In his gallery
It’s just not fair
And it’s tearing me apart
You’re just another priceless work of art

I can’t take
Seeing you with him
‘Cuz I know exactly what you’ll be
In his gallery
It’s just not fair
And it’s tearing me apart
You’re just another priceless work of art
In his gallery
In his gallery

[verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Bitch Im Paid, Thats All I Gotta Say
Cant See My Lil Nigga, The Money In The Way
And Im, Im Sittin High, A Gansta Ride Blades
If You Aint Gone Ride Fly Than You Might As Well Hate
Shit I Gotta Eat… Even Though I Ate
It Aint My Birthday But I Got My Name On My Cake
Believe That, If Ya Mans Wanna Play
Imma Fuck Around And Put That Boy Brains On The Table
So Pick ‘Em Up, Pop ‘Em Let ‘Em Lay
Where Im From We See A Fuckin Dead Body Everyday
Thats, Uptown, Throwin Stuff At ‘Em
Niggaz Talk About Me Im Throwin Shots Back At ‘Em
Bitch Im A Pipe, And She Like A Crack Attic
And She Saw Me Cookin Eggs And She Though I Was Back At It
I Grab The Keys, Hoe I Gotta Go
I Got My Motorcycle Jacket And My Motorcycle Loafs

[bridge:]
Veerom On A Yamaha Chromed Out 11 Hundred
Wut Im Doin, Gettin Money, Wut We Doin, Gettin Money
Wut They Doin, Hatin On Me, But They Neva Cross
Cash Money Still The Company, And Bitch Im The Boss
And I Be Stuntin Like My Daddy, Stuntin Like My Daddy
Stuntin Like My Daddy, I Be Stuntin Like My Daddy
Im The, Young Stunna, Stuntin Like My Daddy
Stuntin Like My Daddy, I Be Stuntin Like My Daddy

[verse 2: Birdman]
98’s, 45 Paper Plates
10 The Whole Thang Big Money Heavy Weight
A Hundred Stacks, Spend 50 On A Caddy, 25 On The Pinky,
Bought A Pound Of Blow And Bounced Back
Magic Grills, Big Houses On The Hill
Got Them Hoes In The Kitchen All Cookin Pan Meals
Holla, Dollar After Dollar
Flippin Chickens Gettin Tickets Nigga Meet Me After Hour
Born Stunna, Uptown Hunter
3rd World G’s Nigga Been About Money

Ice chains, Birdman Redmonkeys
White Tees Lots Of Jewels This Is Cash Money
You Now We Shine Every Summer, We Grind Every Summer
And This Is How We Spend Money
You See Them Bentleys And Them Lambs’
Them Ounces And Them Grams, Nigga We Was Born Hustlas

[bridge:]
Veerom On A Yamaha Chromed Out 11 Hundred
Wut Im Doin, Gettin Money, Wut We Doin, Gettin Money
Wut They Doin, Hatin On Me, But They Neva Cross
Cash Money Still The Company, And Bitch Im The Boss
And I Be Stuntin Like My Daddy, Stuntin Like My Daddy
Stuntin Like My Daddy, I Be Stuntin Like My Daddy
Im The, Young Stunna, Stuntin Like My Daddy
Stuntin Like My Daddy, I Be Stuntin Like My Daddy

[verse 3: Lil Wayne]
When I Was 16 I Bought My First Mercedes Benz
I Must’Ve Fucked A Thousand Bitches And They Girlfriends
White Leather, Hot New Bare Rims, Brand New Pistol With The Trigger Like A Hair Pin
Big Work, We Dont Need Scale Man, Big Papers Say G’mornin To The Mail Man
What’Cha Now Bout Putting Bricks In The Spare Man, I Can Stuff A Coupe Like A Muthafucken Caravan
Im In My Zone My Swag Is So Rare Man
You Lookin At The Chair Man
How You Want It, Show Me My Opponent….Show Me My Opponent
Im Still Ballin, A Bullet Gotta Get Me And I’Ve Never Been A Pussy Cause My Hood Never Let Me
A Made Nigga Got Made Niggas Wit Me
Ima Motorcyle Boy So Im About To Pop A Wheelie

[bridge:]
Veerom On A Yamaha Chromed Out 11 Hundred
Wut Im Doin, Gettin Money, Wut We Doin, Gettin Money
Wut They Doin, Hatin On Me, But They Neva Cross
Cash Money Still The Company, And Bitch Im The Boss
And I Be Stuntin Like My Daddy, Stuntin Like My Daddy
Stuntin Like My Daddy, I Be Stuntin Like My Daddy
Im The, Young Stunna, Stuntin Like My Daddy
Stuntin Like My Daddy, I Be Stuntin Like My Daddy

[x2:]
Veerom On A Yamaha Chromed Out 11 Hundred
Veerom On A Yamaha Chromed Out 11 Hundred
Veerom Veerom On A Yamaha Chromed Out 11 Hundred
Cash Money Still The Company And Bitch Im The Boss