I`ll Do This For You(feat Kelly Price Mase Lyrics

I`ll Do This For You(feat Kelly Price Mase lyrics

[Puffy (Mase) |Kelly|]

 Yeah, we up now, yeah (Uh c'mon)

 Yeah, we up now (Uh, uh c'mon)

 We up now |Baby, I like it|

 Yeah, yeah (Uh, uh c'mon)

 (Uh uh c'mon) |I like it babe|

 (Uh uh c'mon)

 (C'mon c'mon c'mon)

 They're back

  

 [Puffy]

 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 

 

 [1] - [Kelly Price]

 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 

 

 [Repeat 1]

 

 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:]

 [Mase (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)