We Dem Boyz (remix) Lyrics - Puff Daddy

[Intro: Diddy] 

Hold up, hold up, hold, up 

Hold up, hold up, hold, up 

We dem boyz 

(Yeah, ayo, turn this shit up 

Ayo what up Wiz? 

You knew someone had to motherfucking remix this shit) 

[Hook: Meek Mill] 

Hold up, hold up, hold, up 

We them boyz 

Hold up, hold up, hold, up 

We them boyz 

Hold up, hold up, hold, up 

We makin' noise 

Matter fact I'm a grown ass man, nigga, kill the noise 

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[Verse 1: Meek Mill] 

Been in the corner and shining the street 

Nothing can come in between 

Me and my money, I get to the that money 

I flip through that money, a fuckin' machine 

Look at the haters, I see that they hate us 

A pull up inside, what's happenin' G? What's happenin' fly? 

Leave with your bitch she won't tell you goodbye 

Like hold up, wait a minute 

Pussy so good that I stayed up in it 

It was so good that I paid to hit it 

I paid to visit, got paid to visit 

I walked through the club with a parade of niggas 

You are not liked cause you paid them niggas 

I'm in L.A with them Haiti niggas 

Mexican, Blood, and some [?] niggas 

Like hold up 

We was them niggas before them niggas was signed 

Hold up 

Checking them windows before you knew they was for 

Hold up 

Me and my niggas we run through that money, it's nothin' 

You was that talk shit all summer 

Lookin' for niggas with large numbers 

Photos 

[Hook: Meek Mill] 

[Verse 2: Diddy and (Meek Mill)] 

Hold up, hold up, pop the bottle 

Hold up, I sip Ciroc like it's Moscato 

Hold up, hold up, I like them blasian and mulatto 

Hold up, what the fuck? You ain't got this in your serato? 

Hold up, my neck looking like I stole something 

Got your favorite rapper asking ''can I hold something?'' 

In the back of the back and we in the back in the backseat, the Rolls coming 

(When the racks and the racks and the stacks and the stacks and the hoes comin' ) 

Give me head, I think she know something 

Screaming that ''I love you, papi, like my own woman'' 

I got old problems spending all this old money 

Bread been sitting out so long I call it more money 

Hold up, wait a minute 

(We came here, nigga, look at the way that we pay for niggas 

Feel like a bus 'cause I paid you niggas) 

Paid you niggas, you ungrateful niggas 

(I'm about to start making you pay for bitches) 

Turning my swagger up, raised you niggas, it's Diddy 

[Hook: Meek Mill] 

[Verse 3: French Montana] 

(Haaan) We eating healthy, nigga 

Got your favourite rapper asking for a selfie, nigga 

(Haaan) You can't be serious 

Deny my visa it's that marriage up in Paris 

Hold up, hold up, young nigga gettin' money like Pappy Mason 

Hold up, hold up, young nigga grinding like [?] 

And every time you see me I'm on TV, TMZ, Lamborghini 

Bare bitch with no bikini, Mussolini (haaan) 

You talking to them boys 

Hold up, running out your mouth, niggas sniffing [?] 

Hold up, hold up, getting dirty money yelling ''fuck the Forbes'' 

Hold up, I'mma keep it wavy 'til they free my boys 

(Who that, Max B?) Yeah, nigga that's my boy 

Hold up, dreamteam, nigga, we them boys 

Wait a minute 

Chinx, Meek, Dirt, Puff, nigga, we the realest 

[Hook: Meek Mill] 

[Outro] 

(Oh my God that was amazing) 

Your bitch know it