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P Diddy After Love

't hide a heartbreak When you can't stop these tears from fallin' down So what do you do? What do you do after love? After love, after love, after love, after love

done Nothing at all Cos u cant stop a heart break And you cant stop your tears from falling down So what do you do? What do you do? After love. [Diddy

but it's pleasant kinda quiet watch my niggas bring the riot Diddy: Came from the heavens just to sing a song for you To the rythym of my love for you

money I won't fuck wit your money If you fuck with my money I make you like one of them presidents Feel me? Representing my money for the love of my

men (yeah) You screamin, I position, competition Another day in the life of the Comission [P. Diddy] Oh it ain't over, aiyyo Banks talk to 'em [Lloyd Banks] + (P. Diddy

somebody told us a Bent lie (What?) Let's get back to the spot in N.Y. Seven glocks P S P O pops Hit both the hot locks Let 'em read it that Diddy is

his kicks, boy Look at his car, boy, all I say is, "Oh boy" Look, mami, I'm no good, I'm so hood Clap at your soldiers, sober, then leave after it's

somebody told us a Bent lie (What?) Let's get back to the spot in N.Y. Seven glocks P S P O pops Hit both the hot locks Let 'em read it that Diddy is

nigga really chase [Puffy] Where do you go after the applause After all the Soul Train and Grammy awards, after the tours After asking these whores what they after