Puff Daddy - One More Chance / Stay With Me (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1] First things first: I, Poppa, freaks all the honeys Dummies, Playboy bunnies, those wanting money Those the ones I like cause they don't get nathan but penetration Unless it smells like sanitation Gar-bage, I turn like doorknobs Heart throb never, Black and ugly as ever However, I stay Coogi down to the socks Rings and watch filled with rocks And my jam knock in your Mitsubishi Girls pee-pee when they see me Navajos creep me in they teepee As I lay down laws like Island Carpet Stop it - if you think they gonna make a profit Don't see my ones, don't see my guns, get it? Now tell your friends Poppa hit it, then split it In two as I flow with the Junior M.A.F.I.A I don't know what the hell is stopping ya I'm clocking ya, Versace shades watching ya Once ya grin, I'm in - game begins First I talk about how I dress in this Diamond necklaces, stretch Lexuses The s** is just immaculate from the back, I get Deeper and deeper, help you reach the Climax that your man can't make Call him, tell him you'll be home real late And sing the break [The Break: Faith Evans & The Notorious B.I.G.] Baby, here I am (I got that good love girl, you didn't know?) All, I need is one more chance! One more chance I can help you find, yourself (I got that good love girl, you didn't know?) Cause you, don't need nobody else! One more chance [Verse 2] She's sick of that song on how it's so long Thought he worked his until I handled my biz There I is, Major Payne like Damon Wayans Low Down Dirty, even, like his brother Keenan Schemin', don't leave your girl around me! True player for real, ask Puff Daddy You ringing bells with bags from Chanel Baby Benz, traded in your Hyundai Excel Fully equipped, CD changer with the cell She beeped me meet me at twelve Where you at? Flipping jobs, paying car notes? While I'm swimming in your women like the breast stroke Right stroke, left stroke was the best stroke d**h stroke - tongue all down her throat Nothing left to do but send her home to you I'm through can you sing the song for me boo [The Song] [Verse 3] So what's it gonna be? Him or me? We can cruise the world with pearls, gator boots for girls The envy of all women, crushed linen Cartier wrist-wear with diamonds in em The finest women I love with a pa**ion Ya man's a wimp, I give that a** a good thrashin' High fashion - flying into all states Sexing me while your man masturbates Isn't this great? Your flight leaves at eight Her flight lands at nine, my game just rewinds Lyrically I'm supposed to represent I'm not only a client, I'm the player President