We Gon' Make It Lyrics - Press Play - Diddy

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 chauffeur in Gucci loafers 

And switch to All Stars without losin focus 

These rap niggaz hopeless (hopeless) you can change the locks 

But I'm a shine for niggaz that ain't know Big 

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[Chorus] 

Do, seem, like, my, fu-ture's, here, now 

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 goin' make it 

Oh 

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 

Photos 

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 re-energized 

(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. 

[Chorus] 

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 goin' be somebody! 

Oh!! Feel so good 

Feel so free 

Put your fists in the air, aow! 

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 extraordinary, 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'm a live on forever 

Bad Boy for life bitch, nobody does it better (nobody) 

[Chorus] 

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