Puff Daddy & the Family - Old Man Wildin' lyrics

[Verse 1: Puff Daddy] Tripolar they gon' say money make me wow Highroller throw a million dollars in the crowd G'up flying through the clouds Only God get high and I ain't a pilot Couldn't get flyer tonight, desire got fire in his eyes and his stomac Just wait till you get what you got coming With the greedy thing, I turn city bank to diddy bank And I don't care about your piggy bank You a silly boy, I'm a billy boy I ain't got to touch it get one at my young philly boys Harlem renaissance, upper echelon Check writer the n***a they come and check upon n***a please, used to spend g's in a restaurant 7 on the entrée, 3 on the desert Ask for the job cause you know you need to wizzerk [Hook: Puff Daddy] (x2) You know me you know we don't sleep Like I was there at the Carter for the Nino speech Rothstein in casino reach with no ginger Everybody copying my style it's infringement [Verse 2: Jadakiss] k** sh** and get the same time Max B got This dude with his colorful chains, rap peaco*ks As for as the game, I was in it I represent it Way back when h**ne became a epidemic And the feds are dead, at least a certain percentage Only hurting your image, your whole life is a gimmick And we can't click cause you all petty I done told you I'm heavy, like New York Freddy It's a honor to meet him, a pleasure to speak with him Trunk full of champagne bottles with leak in em Street value say it's a million in each of em Contracts in the hood ain't no breaching em Yeah, the profit is tremendous, yup But the gossip is still endless No way you can offend us, pita shoot parties with Madonna in attendance [Verse 3: Puff Daddy] Old wild man can I ask you nice? Swimming in the dark cause the pool got lights Money in the bank yeah who got dice? Harlem world double up and I can pull that twice You got ice and you got ice Then I must got glaciers, f** it I got paper Looking at my house and f** it I got acres Drinking the liquor but not using the chaser If rap's the desert then I'm the oasis I guess I'm demanding a standing ovation Look at the map I can land in locations That's slick talk, two fifth talk In Cali it's kush but in New York it's piff talk Why don't you come listen to Mitch talk Pull in the 6 off Rich n***a that tricks off In the telly knocking your b**h off [Verse 4: Styles P] You must want me to blow your brains out X Did you really know what the pain bout When you start eating n***as come with their fangs out You like f** it I got my chain out f** I got a couple goons but they don't know what the game Bout Are they really ready to bang out? Call my guns nuts so f** it I let em hang out She rock X me I'm Alexander Wang-out Not that clear if I'm insane or sane now Cause I see the sunshine in the rain now (I see) I could feel the loss in the game now XXX I got a baby on the way now I be strapped up like get down and lay down I shred no schools on no shell in the playground I don't f** around I don't sniff what I weight clown [Hook: Puff Daddy] (x1)