Puff Daddy/P. Diddy
Puff Daddy/P. Diddy - Picture It songtekst
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Picture me ballin' in the drop top open skies in something foreign soarin' 145 The God is calling for my body let my spirit fly I want it all (uh uh) no lie Picture me pourin' popping something imported pedal flooring precious bottles with Lauryn Now picture me falling... Puff Daddy: ...Never seen never heard never happened never occurred Now picture me flying 10 000 feet above the sea popping bubbly you'd love to be me Now picture the service in the cabin with the sweetest massage picture having ice and only want to speak to God Picture your dreams being shattered and your cream being lavished at the same time, tell me what you think matters Picture all of the money that I've gotten off tours now picture me plotting for more Chorus: Tell me do you like it (yeah) wanna do the things that I do Tell me do you want it (yeah) wanna know what it's like in my shoes Tell me do you need it (yeah) wanna see the things that I see Tell me do you want it (yeah) wanna know what it's like to be me Verse Two: Puff Daddy Picture me wildin', fiendin', reaching for tools straight flipping, losing my cool Now picture me gritty, P Diddy 'bout to run in your house the gun is with me, put one in your mouth Picture me dressed in white linen fucking 1,000 women slightly grinning, picture that priceless image Picture me broke as fuck on the block about to open up like OKAAAAAAY, player what's up Jay-Z: Picture me driving a course through your home, bustin' at you screaming at the top of my lungs "YOU FUCKING WITH WHO?" Picture me not being that hustler dude picture the Benz a 5 and the drop not new Picture the watch ain't platinum and the rocks not blue picture y'all niggaz not knowing how I do Picture me, better yet picture you painting a better picture than the one that I drew Chorus