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[Black Rob] (P. Diddy) Y'all ain't ready (The saga continues) Tootsie rolls (We still here) Yo, PD, Bad Boy, Alumni, BR I had this bad bitch uptown,
finish (take that) Venice took the loot, escaped, in the Coupe Break bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Louch Black Rob joined the Mob, it ain't no replacin him (Black
let the beat knock What you got [Verse 1 - Loon] Yeah I see you girl, why you lookin at me And why your man in the club lookin trigger happy It's a shame
Chorus Black Roses for this dyin' love Now we're breakin' up Since we're givin' up Black Roses an early Valentine Special delivery just for you and I Black Roses,Black
just like that my life changed. Man, so I guess tomorrow really did come. Yeah, tomorrow?s here Ohhh! Yea, look at me now! That?s right I?m happy baby
life caught a case They said they found the victim with a knife stuck in his face I spoke it Michael Vick and I told him I'm happy he home You tell them
Yo Black is flashy like Alpo gun happy like Pappy Sneaky muthafucka remind me of nigga that crack me He aint the type you shoot dice with and win dog
it's too real for these n-ggas, you feel for these n-ggas How I feel to be a black man, you say something wrong, nobody understand Money, power, black
bump) I'm like a music cyclone when I'm in the zone I typhoon everytime I get on a song I *tie coo?* I just went and brought another home Who you stuntin
I saw was gangsters comin? up as a youngster Pussy and money the only language I clung ta Claim ta, I bought myself up to become one Ain't ya happy I
we grew closer as time went on And that little old shack it was a happy home And we just couldn't help but fall in love That big black dog and that
you use it and please don't abuse it when you do it. Music can keep the party people dancin' and put your mind in a trance and keep you happy, give it
cool I tell 'em look out fool, I ain't Al Sharpton My name Brad Jordan, I don't beg pardons Don't get me wrong I got respect for black ladies But black
special leave requested from the years I've invested arrested, develop, addressed it, envelope the body of the black party from Farley to Bob Marley go home or go hard, at home
it's heaven for g's, m-11 to squeeze 'bout an ounce, and body counts, to drop pass seven degree's I'm a neva go home, blastin' on you bitch made Jealous
towards others in the things you do 'Cuz when the trumpets blowin', 24 elders surround the throne Only 144,000 gon get home Only 144,000 gon get home
im just rachet money make me happy hoes like my swag and I get it from my daddy black on black in that caddy walk like dis cause I used to walk home but