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Loon

Genres: Rock

Back For Good Now Lyrics - Loon

Yeah, you know what it is 

 

Aiyyo, back on the scene, ain't nuthin' changed 

Still doin' wild things, whippin' somethin' mean 

The whole shorts in the Rolls Royce is off 

For sure, bouncin' the bar on my next world tour 

 

When we hit the sick, I'm the cure 

We 'bout to pop it off so wild, hit the floor 

Ain't nobody botherin' you 

All I'm thinkin' 'bout is clobberin' you 

 

Immigration always sayin' I'm harborin' a few 

Illegal aliens, females, mostly Latins an' Israeli-ans 

The top story, evenin' news 

I'm the shit, they been deceivin' you 

 

Drop the roof on the Coupe D'Ville, shoot to kill 

Ask niggas, Duke is real 

Stay lookin' for the loot to steal 

He determined, don't try to touch Bad Boy 'cause we's burnin' 

 

I want my glory 

Duke is not a joke an' I ain't got, sorry 

Every time I grib the mic, it's with the sole intent 

To rip shots an' give you 2OO percent 

 

Man, I'm tired of doin' dirt 

Tired of bein' on the the run from Wyatt Earp 

Rather be somewhere in a quiet church, sayin' prayers 

Not only sayin' mine but sayin' theirs 

That's 'cause my dawgs ain't there 

 

The more hits we make, more money to burn 

The more fame we get, niggas get concerned 

It don't matter who's hot, who's out 

Bad Boy is back for good now 

 

The more hits we make, more money to burn 

The more fame we get, niggas get concerned 

It don't matter who's hot, who's out 

Bad Boy is back for good now 

 

Aiyyo, I'm fresh off the plane 

Tryin' to get a little bit of stress off my brain 

M I A, Dom P, palm trees, 9O degrees 

Arm freeze, ma please, ain't nuthin' but cheese 

 

Caribbean seas, Malibu breeze 

Watchin' DVDs on 5O inch screens 

So cut it out, you ain't now Don Juan, please 

I stay spillin' Dom on my Sean John jeans 

 

I hit the bar, yo, it's all on me 

Pop bottles, models be all on me 

You all gon' see how it's all gon' be 

Front on me an' see where you all gon' be 

 

Six feet deep 

When the heat seek, niggas be misty 

From 155th to 11Oth Street 

Harlem bound, Bad Boy, who the fuck want a problem now? 

 

The more hits we make, more money to burn 

The more fame we get, niggas get concerned 

It don't matter who's hot, who's out 

Bad Boy is back for good now 

 

The more hits we make, more money to burn 

The more fame we get, niggas get concerned 

It don't matter who's hot, who's out 

Bad Boy is back for good now 

 

See this is the part I like right here 

I like when I see everybody on the dance floor 

Yeah, I see y'all just shakin' your asses 

C'mon, hold on, I need to break it down 

Yeah, one time like this 

 

Now would you clap your hands, your hands, you clap 

If your girl's outta place then your girl get tapped 

Niggas keep thinkin' Diddy ain't on it like that 

But you never see me standin' on the corner like that 

 

'Cause, I'm talented, yes, I'm gifted 

Never boosted, never shoplifted 

Forget get the cash, the money ain't nuthin' 

'Cause everythin' I talk about, you know I ain't frontin' 

 

I rock Sean John everyday 

Boutiques from France to the U.S.A. 

An' I make all the chips off the hits I invent 

So it really doesn't matter how much I spent 

 

'Cause, I'm droppin' hits daily, you burn me, really? 

Think Bad Boy been played a million times 

An' I don't care if niggas write a billion rhymes 

Damn, we still payed, we still payed 

Yeah, we got it made 

 

Aiyyo, this game ain't stoppin', we champagne poppin' 

Girl, I got shit that your man ain't coppin' 

You could hop in when your man ain't watchin' 

Give you one option, temperature's droppin' 

 

Gettin' cold, control your soul when I'm locked in 

You the type of chick that fold when you boxed in 

Signals my [Incomprehensible] 

Givin' you more reasons to hop in 

 

This is a Bentley, not a Datsun 

Don't confuse me with dude, I'm not him 

Your man got a lot to learn 

But you could leave with the cat if you that concerned 

 

One day you gon' actually learn 

But not now 'cause, girl, I got tracks to burn 

I stay on my J O B 

Nigga, me, P Diddy, B R O B 

 

The more hits we make, more money to burn 

The more fame we get, niggas get concerned 

It don't matter who's hot, who's out 

Bad Boy is back for good now 

 

The more hits we make, more money to burn 

The more fame we get, niggas get concerned 

It don't matter who's hot, who's out 

Bad Boy is back for good now 

 

The more hits we make, more money to burn 

The more fame we get, niggas get concerned 

It don't matter who's hot, who's out 

Bad Boy is back for good now 

 

The more hits we make, more money to burn 

The more fame we get, niggas get concerned 

It don't matter who's hot, who's out 

Bad Boy is back for good now 

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