Diddy — Old Man Wildin

[Verse 1: Puff Daddy] Tripolar, they gon' say money make me wild High roller, throw a million dollars in the crowd G'up flying through the clouds Only God get higher than I and the pilot, couldn't get flyer than I Desire got fire in his eyes and his stomach Just wait 'til you get what you got coming With the greedy thing, I turn Citibank to Diddy bank And I don't care about your piggy bank You a silly boy, I'm a billy boy I ain't got to touch it, get one at my young Philly boys Harlem renaissance, upper echelon Check writer, the nigga they come and check upon Nigga please, used to spend G's in a restaurant 7 on the entrée, 3 on the dessert Ask for the job cause you know you need to wizzerk, jizzerk [Chorus: Puff Daddy] You know me you know we don't sleep Like I was there at the Carter for the Nino speech Rothstein in Casino reach with no Ginger Everybody copy my style is infringement You know me you know we don't sleep Like I was there at the Carter for the Nino speech Rothstein in Casino reach with no Ginger Everybody copy my style is infringement [Verse 2: Jadakiss] Yeah, kill shit and get the same time Max B got This dude with his colorful chains, rap peacocks As far as the game, I was in it I represent it Way back when heroin became a epidemic And the Feds are dead, at least a certain percentage Only hurting your image, your whole life's a gimmick And we can't click 'cause you all petty I done told you I'm heavy, like New York Freddie It's a honor to meet him, a pleasure to speak with him Trunk full of champagne bottles with leak in 'em Street value say it's a million in each of 'em Contracts in the hood ain't no breaching 'em Yeah, the profit is tremendous (yup) But the gossip is still endless, no way you can offend us Peter Shue parties with Madonna in attendance, wow! [Verse 3: Puff Daddy] Old wild man, can I ask you nice? Swimming in the dark 'cause the pool got lights Money in the bank yeah who got dice? Harlem World, Double Up and I can pull that twice, yeah You got ice and you got ice Then I must got glaciers, fuck it I got paper Looking at my house and fuck it I got acres Drinking the liquor but not using the chaser If rap's the desert then I'm the oasis I guess I'm demanding a standing ovation Look at the map I can land in locations That's slick talk, two fifth talk In Cali it's kush but in New York it's piff talk Why don't you come listen to Mitch talk Pulling the 6 off Rich nigga that tricks off In the telly knocking your bitch off.. Mitch [Verse 4: Styles P] You must want me to blow your brains out Gift when you present with niggas that move the 'caine out Did you really know what the pain 'bout? When you start eating and niggas come with their fangs out You like fuck it I got my chain out Got a couple goons but they don't know what the game 'bout Are they really ready to bang out? Call my guns nuts so fuck it I let 'em hang out She rock Vera, me I'm Alexander Wang'd-out Not that clear if I'm insane or sane now 'Cause I see the sunshine in the rain now (I see) I could feel the loss in the game now Since hey now, had a baby on the way now I be strapped up like get down and lay down No school zone, no shell in the playground I don't fuck around, I don't sniff what I weigh, clown Wow! Yeah [Chorus: Puff Daddy] You know me you know we don't sleep Like I was there at the Carter for the Nino speech Rothstein in Casino reach with no Ginger Everybody copy my style is infringement