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P Diddy I Ll Be Missing You

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I pray I'll be missing you Thinkin of the day, when you went away What a life to take, what a bond to break I'll be missing you [Puff] I miss you Big

Now it's P. Diddy Still sound shitty How can your group be called 'Da Band' Nobody plays an instrument man I dont play B2K R&B singers Be Too Gay You

Lord knows I keep trying You don't know the pain I feel I miss you B.I.G. Let's find a cure for A.I.D.S Oh Somebody tell me what's going on (what's going

they want that) fire Okay I'll tell you what You be Koopa, I'm a be Hollywood Jackson (ch-cheah) I'll be Famous You ready? You sing the hook and everything

a Lambo for three-fifty Think I throw you grams if you read with me Just because you see me on the camera with P. Diddy Dammit we P-driddy?? Now I got

I miss you To argue with Cause I'm not home Don't care who you're with Don't call my phone Or did you forget You know you're wrong I'm gone! And you

you know what I don't like? (Why you over there lookin' at me) I don't like when, you know, I'm in a club (Why you over there lookin' at me) And I

check out this bizarre Rapper style used by me, the B.I.G. (b.i.g.) I put my key you put your key in, money we'll be seein (c'mon) Will reach the fuckin