Reverse Lyrics - Forever - Puff Daddy

I'll never stop 

I don't give a fuck 

If it's me against a million billion of ya'll mother fuckers 

I will never stop 

I bust six out the roof of my Bentley Coup 

Head shots so mother fuckers can't regroup, can't recoup 

I'll be damned if you get more points than me 

Sell more joints than me 

Steal your faith, take a puff, inhale my name 

Smoke on it, shit, choke on it 

Bitch nigga, I'mma make a hit nigga 

Hot mother fucker down to the skit nigga 

Game over playa, and nigga ya scored low 

Hit me later young, and I'm at the award show 

Bank account ten digits and it's all "O's" 

I floss the most shit, fuck the most hoes 

Come on, you can even ask Don Juan 

It's official now, they all rock Sean John 

Might have to change my name to strong arm 

You came to get money man? 

That shit been long gone, come on 

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Have much to do with nigga since Nicolas Bond 

Poppin' and choppin' until the day that I'm gone 

Shyne poor, cuz your dream come from one bottle 

Prominent premier, premium bravo 

Watch him explain ain't nothin' but blood thug crime though 

Shots in the spinal, from my rivals 

Cross the t's and dot the i's and 

Pay the judge, drop the top we'll mess around 

Shit, it's the kid rapper's feelin' 

You cowards don't know? I'd rather be racketeerin' somewhere 

Bustin' shots in the atmosphere and 

Not caring, fuckin' the proscecutor at my hearin' 

Money laundering, honies wondering 

Who me? I reply casually 

Come what God would be if He was a straight G 

Tonight too tight out of a big ditch we ride 

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Yo yo yo, it's your hide 

Grab the rope and yell rawhide 

Front line is pussy, call off sides 

I'm focus but my hand is cross-eyed 

I left my gun home, here borrow mine 

Pop the nine like a judge "All rise" 

This gun'll knock plants off tall guys 

We value-packs, y'all small fries 

Yo, I'm from the projects 

Yo, but on the floor tied 

Don't matter, we'll take up all size 

Truly yours doc, then PPP hide, my name is 

Since five, I talk jive 

In church dressed in cordoroy ties 

Now I'm grown up and been married four times 

Besides, I'm just a sight for soar eyes 

Brick city, known pop the door wide 

Stolen Bonneville in New York High 

Reversin' the plot 

Last come, first one to rot, first in the glot 

If I miss, circlin' the block, servin' the pot 

And I be the person to watch 

If your girl missin' the rock, purse and a watch 

Hot as it gets, from Hell came outta you debts 

Buy the cassette, rewind it to death 

Alota y'all sweat it, you try to forget 

How I rock shit from N.Y. to Tibet 

You got it to bet? That's just how you got into debt 

You lost when you nodded your neck 

Through the vest, through the chest that you tried to protect 

Take the voice that you try to project, check 

Darin' you to kid, cat shootin' sperm in you wiz 

I'm why you smell herb in the crib 

Man I'm out for doubtful, shit I spit a mouthful 

Indo out-do, intro to outro 

I'm the hottest thing spittin' so go warn your clique 

Them niggas y'all look up to is on my dick 

Sauce motherfuckin' born to hit 

I get so far up in your ass, think I was on some shit 

Look, you against me is really nothin' to see 

Who, when, where, what it's gon' be 

I don't give a fuck if it's he or she 

I'm the virgin of hip hop 

Nobody fuckin' with me 

I know your type, you a ride dick nigga 

Cry sick nigga, lied quick nigga 

Out of turn speakin', first one leakin' 

Always the Suzuki side kick nigga 

Bitches don't cast stones down, they throw bricks 

Why I come through and tell 'em to blow dick 

These nigga's the nicest? No, go fish 

Sauce, you da best motherfucker, no shit 

You're treated and competed, walk away from it undefeated 

Observe it from over there, ok 

Ain't It obvious we overheated 

You talkin' that slick shit 

But I jus' know that you meant me 

But evidently, you don't know 

I get your ass gone permanently 

It ain't complex 

I'll just bang holes or you're ablin' to ask who next 

Do a drive-by on your project, take the traps 

Come on and get some of our gun craps 

I'll straighten out the nigga now 

When I snap, make your chest cavity collapse 

When I glide the entire map 

With the frequent four alarm fire, rap straight up 

Put weight down, fuck around, you ate up 

And nigga when I eat, I mean I lick the whole plate up 

Look in my eyes, I'm not scared 

Sucka, you heard what I said 

If you don't wanna get dead 

No it ain't no cure, ice cold in the low, the go-rilla 

The mo' scrilla the more real-la, I live to rule 

Don't hold me back, you bet 

How many nigga's think they fuckin' with mines 

A nigga God blessed with such an undeniable shine 

I hope you know there's nothin' fresher 

The manifester apply the pressure 

Tie you up and gag you in your mouth with a piece of polyester 

Now fix your fuckin' face up 

Empty the chest of drawers before I stretch your jaw 

Everybody hit the fuckin' floor 

Only the real mother fuckers belong 

I hope nigga's don't end the party before we finish the song 

(Bitch nigga) 

You be the last to come and harrass, reflect on the past 

When I used to pull spine outcho ass 

Live nigga's go stack money, continue to bill shit 

Long as I'm in this fucker I'm determined to kill shit 

Zap nigga's like cellular flips and swell up your lips 

Fuck with so much dick in their ass it's shrinkin' her hen house 

Hey yo, before you empty your clip and pull at your trigger 

Salute the legacy of these throroughly recognized niggas