Kill Everything - The Game, P. Diddy

Every fucking thing that crawls, is going to pay

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Yo killa B, drop it right here, c’mon

Operation kill everything, kill everything

Married to myself, fuck a wedding ring

Tried that shit twice, gave that girl everything

She a good woman, she got good goals

Love her to death but can’t be in that fishbowl

Niggas gotta live and what the fuck does it matter if I take care of my kids

I got three of them little niggas

And every time they smile I see me in them little niggas

I get my heart I get my soul and nobody fucking with me till Harlem 20 years old

And that day I’m gon' retire, look back at my career

Like I started from the bottom, Now I’m mofuckin' here

Look back at my career like I started-

Started to do something, shit I’ve been working out for two summers

In the gym Ipod on Cruel Summer

When everybody dope in your clique you do numbers

But I ain’t got no clique

Still got the same cars, and broads sucking my dick

Still fuck the same stars that (uh) up in my six

Still finding old panties and bras up in my whip

This bitch got my dick hard as Roc Nation

That’s like Cole and Hov at a show keeping fans waiting

And you know they ain’t go do that

Girl go and do that

Guess it’s time to turn up

I got a whole lot of marijuana to burn up

And I ain’t mean to make you stop

But it ain’t a party without Aquahydrate and Ciroc so

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Hey yo, what up Game

What’s up, it’s your boy Diddy man

I’m just gettin' back from Vegas

Yeah man, party was off the chain

Well, I’m back in sunny California

And it never rains in southern California

Yeah yeah yeah all that man

So I decided to throw this white party man

So I’m up at the mansion right now

I just emptied out the pool, filled it up with Aquahydrate

So you know when the chicks is in the pool, they correctly balanced

And also, we got the Ciroc fountains overflowin'

Blue dot, red dot, white dot

Man I want you to come and bring the whole crew

Bring that west coast love, the all white party man

And we goin' to leave colors at home, I know you wanna wear all red man

But you gotta wear all white to this one man

And tell Snoop that too, he gotta wear all white to this one man

I see ya’ll at the white party at the mansion man

Hey yo, let’s get it

Love

Hey yo, Chuck for real, wear all white

Lucky this Ash, I got this fire ass kush from my cousin

I’mma come over and smoke it later, aight?

Aight

Hey Lucky, this Andrea

Just comin' from this bitch Ashley house

I’m bout to suck the skin off yo dick, and she ain’t e’en know it

Fuck she just say?!

Hey Lucky, this Andrea

Just comin' from this bitch Ashley house

I’m bout to suck the skin off yo dick, and she ain’t e’en know it

I guess we going to Diddy’s

It ain’t a party without the king of the fucking city

Handsome ass nigga these bitches is fucking with me

Woke up in that new Bugatti these pigs ain’t fuckin' with me

I’m like Dr. J with his fro

Something like Boston George with the blow

Pumping white how I got it just so you know

Slummer light how I’m zipping up all this dough

Summer nights we at Toxic with all these hoes

Then we back at the mansion take off them clothes

I let my niggas hit it first I’m in and out

Just as quick as niggas spit a verse then they out

Then I’m back to the booth

Rollin' up sipping some 80 proof

And I dont chase the liquor or these hoes

Heard Jordan got some new shit out, Boog order those

Just bought me a Ghost like where the Rolls

Perrier Jouët, supperclub with all my bros

Can’t get none of my bitches to wear they clothes

Plus I sit back and still get paid like Derrick Rose

Stat, we done started somethin'

Stat, we done started somethin'

Stat, we done started somethin'

Ready To Die, Illmatic or Tha Carter somethin'

Unzip that Louie duffle, go buy a car or something

We done started somethin'

Stat, we done started somethin'

Ready To Die, Illmatic or Tha Carter somethin'

Kill everything