*featuring Shyne
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[Puffy]
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Cohiba cigars, spittin' 16 bars,
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Spit on a dial, my Chopard
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See the reflection of the gods
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Spill Louie because, I'm supposed to, none close to
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Me flow hotter, see me in any way shape, don't bother - showstopper
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As for your hoe, cock the rhymes I wrote, murda like shocka
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Deem these bitches, stay on the penis
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I went from the Vernon, the curve servin', paper earnin'
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Got Arabians smugglin' dope in they turban
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Sit with two techs in my duplex, bulletproof vest
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In the shoot fest with the law
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Got it all, want more, future foreseen
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Keep the city how for Louie XIV
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Rob, Dep, and Shyne bring Bad Boy more cream
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Uncut hits nigga, lyrical morphine
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The overboss, fuck the cost, I 'ford it
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Next year, number 1 on the Forbe's list
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motherfuckas
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[Chorus]
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The hoes, the clothes, the cars, the loot
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Public Enemy Number One
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The plaques and the macs, bitch check my movies, uh
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Public Enemy Number One
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You can say what you want when you talk about me
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Public Enemy Number One
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You know where I be, it ain't hard to find me
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Public Enemy Number One
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[Shyne]
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Once again it's Shyne and, rhymin'
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Remarkable timin'
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Tryin' to sit up on the charts with a diamond
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Bottom line, ya teams get splashed with macs
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17 caps and cats, for runnin' with my image
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Y'all finish
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Hence the don, doing two-fifteen on a autobon
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Louie Vittons, skunk on the back
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The flyest, tryin' to tell y'all motherfuckers can't deny us
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Fuckin' right, when God made me, He was biased
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No lies, yo highness with the most mob ties
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In the metropolitan, platinum child from the home of Chris Wallace
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So how could I not be hot?
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That's like Puff in the summertime without a drop
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Uncle Paul, posted up, without a glocks
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I chew coals & spit diamonds
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Jacob got nothin' on me, top ranks, stop banks
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[Chorus]
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The hoes, the clothes, the cars, the loot
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Public Enemy Number One
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The plaques and the macs, bitch check my movies, uh
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Public Enemy Number One
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You can say what you want when you talk about me
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Public Enemy Number One
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You know where I be, it ain't hard to find me
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Public Enemy Number One
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[Shyne]
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Rather its all from the guns to the brawl
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Coke to the alcohol, this young nigga want it all
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Time runnin' out on my front, nigga in pursuit of bigger things
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Arm, neck glitterin', shiverin'
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[Puffy]
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Fuck bein' broke
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Give that bitch a girdle tell her, "Transport my coke"
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On to Peter Pan, so we can get the two seater
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And lay up in the trunk for months
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Increase the lease, yeah, I got to eat
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[Shyne]
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Streets to Greece, stay up in the tape deck on seek, repeat
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Motion picture, my movie so sick, 4,5,6, ya die quick
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Y'all niggas ride dick, you test me, I wish
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I love to drill shit, kill shit, real quick
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On some top bill shit, half a mil with
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[Puffy]
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Soft or hard top, sedan or coupes be trial
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Every time, the law got too many loops
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Fuck my bitches in groups menaga
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Pimpin' ain't easy, but monogamy's harder
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Jets we charter, bring the slaughter
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[Shyne]
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Million dollar bracelets
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Your favorite DJ couldn't fade this, come on
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[Chorus 2x]
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The hoes, the clothes, the cars, the loot
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Public Enemy Number One
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The plaques and the macs, bitch check my movies, uh
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Public Enemy Number One
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You can say what you want when you talk about me
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Public Enemy Number One
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You know where I be, it ain't hard to find me
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Public Enemy Number One
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P.E. 2000 Lost Remix
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| Puff Daddy |
