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lirik lagu diddy - we dem boyz (remix)

[intro: wiz khalifa and (diddy)]
hold up, hold up, hold, up
hold up, hold up, hold, up
we dem boyz
(yeah, ayo, turn this sh-t up
ayo what up wiz?
you knew someone had to motherf-cking remix this sh-t)

[chorus: 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 -ss man, n-gga, k!ll the noise

[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 f-ckin’ machine
look at the haters, i see that they hate us
a pull up in somethin’, with somethin’ that’s mean with somethin’ that’s fly
leave with your b-tch she won’t tell you goodbye
like hold up, wait a minute
p-ssy 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 n-ggas
you are not liked cause you paid them n-ggas
i’m in l.a with them haiti n-ggas
mexican, blood, and some grapestreet n-ggas
like hold up
we was them n-ggas before them n-ggas was signed
hold up
s-xing them women before that you knew they was f-ckin’
hold up
me and my n-ggas we run through that money, it’s nothin’
you was that talk sh-t all summer
lookin’ for n-ggas with large numbers

[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 f-ck? 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 back 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 old 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 caking n-gga, look at the way that we pay for n-ggas
feel like a bus ‘cause i paid you n-ggas)
paid you n-ggas, you ungrateful n-ggas
(i’m about to start making you pay for b-tches)
turning my swagger up, raised you n-ggas, it’s diddy

[verse 3: french montana]
(haaan) we eating healthy, n-gga
got your favourite rapper asking for a selfie, n-gga
(haaan) you can’t be serious
deny my visa missed that marriage up in paris
hold up, hold up, young n-gga gettin’ money like pappy mason
hold up, hold up, young n-gga grinding like bad braces
and every time you see me i’m on tv, tmz, lamborghini
bare b-tch with no bikini, mussolini (haaan)
you talking to them boys
hold up, running out your mouth, n-ggas sniffing boy
hold up, hold up, getting dirty money yelling ‘’f-ck the forbes’’
hold up, i’mma keep it wavy ‘til they free my boys
(who that, max b?) yeah, n-gga that’s my boy
hold up, dream team, n-gga, we them boys
wait a minute
chinx, meek, durk, puff, n-gga, we the realest

[outro]
(oh my god that was amazing)
your b-tch know it

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