Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'll Do This for You, artist - Puff Daddy. Date of issue: 19.04.2005
Song language: English
I'll Do This for You |
| Yo, now nobody party like we party |
| You wouldn’t know 'till you cats see me party |
| I hardly sip bacardi |
| So your clique think a nigga to pretty to sip a mixed drink (uh uh) |
| But chicks think when they see I be a V.I.P. |
| D-I-double D-Y |
| Be the cat that kick back, bring all the stars out |
| Same cat you know bring all the cars out (yep yep) |
| All our street cats buy all the bars out (yep yep) |
| Don’t know whatch’all 'bout but I’m livin' it up |
| Ten mill' yeah, I’m bigger than what |
| So you know on the low when I blow, niggas givin' it up (they got to) |
| They know why everything I touch is so fly |
| Mult-I so I stay swimmin' in cho-chi |
| All day the niggas from New York to Norway |
| My name hold more weight than Broadway |
| You like the way I do the things I do |
| It’s all for you |
| No way to fill my shoes |
| Cuz all I do, I do for you |
| The more cheddar, the more better |
| Ever since I was young I was a go-getter |
| And you should know better to call Puff the coketeller |
| Knowin' I’m a Hummer wholesaler |
| And you should know this |
| I’m a poet, got money won’t show it |
| I’m like Russell plus I got the right hussle |
| Talk slick, I might bust you |
| Watch your manners, I be on the cameras |
| I be the next cat down in Atlantis |
| Or Pacific to be specific, lifestyle too terrific |
| Hop in the van shop when we land |
| Don’t worry bout the pilot chattin' in the Chopper’s my man |
| I ain’t only from Harlem, I’m from the Heartland |
| When I got problems I send in a dark van |
| Cats in the street treat me like a mob man |
| Been number one so much, call me Mr. Chart Man |
| Yo, I tried to hold back, I can’t hold back |
| Y’all could be all that, I want it all back |
| I sat back, let niggas get they dough |
| I played the cut and let niggas rip they show |
| Sip they mo', watch niggas pop they Cris' |
| Cop they whip, brag about they watch and shit |
| But watch this shit, I’mma put a stop to this |
| I got to flip, the v’s niggas pop the shit, come on |
| And I been copped the six, been droppin' hits |
| Been rock my wrist, and flood my dial |
| These haters be hatin, but love my style |
| And ladies go crazy, they love my smile |
| P. Diddy the man push Bentley Sedan, nigga |
| Get money, that’s simply the plan |
| True Chocolate Mack who’s pocket’s fat |
| You wanna rock nigga, rock to that with Bad Boy |
| Repeat 1 while: |
| (Puffy) |
| Yep yep, All Out |
| Yep yep, H World |
| Yep yep, Bad Boy |
| Yep yep, wanna blow |
| Yep yep, I’m a problem |
| Yep yep, can I be |
| Yep yep, Crime Fam' |
| Yep yep, suga suga |
| Uh uh uh |
| Uh uh uh |
| Uh uh uh |
| Uh uh, uh uh (Yeah, we up now) |
| Uh uh uh uh uh (yeah, yeah, true that) |
| Uh uh uh uh uh |
| All Out, we back we back |
| (We gon' see what you could do now cuz we up now) |
| Yeah Baby Stase, Blinky Blink |
| (It's our time, come on, come on, come on, come on) |