P.E. 2000 Lost Remix

[Puffy]

Cohiba cigars, spittin' 16 bars,

Spit on a dial, my Chopard

See the reflection of the gods

Spill Louie because, I'm supposed to, none close to

Me flow hotter, see me in any way shape, don't bother - showstopper

As for your hoe, cock the rhymes I wrote, murda like shocka

Deem these bitches, stay on the penis

I went from the Vernon, the curve servin', paper earnin'

Got Arabians smugglin' dope in they turban

Sit with two techs in my duplex, bulletproof vest

In the shoot fest with the law

Got it all, want more, future foreseen

Keep the city how for Louie XIV

Rob, Dep, and Shyne bring Bad Boy more cream

Uncut hits nigga, lyrical morphine

The overboss, fuck the cost, I 'ford it

Next year, number 1 on the Forbe's list

motherfuckas

[Chorus]

The hoes, the clothes, the cars, the loot

Public Enemy Number One

The plaques and the macs, bitch check my movies, uh

Public Enemy Number One

You can say what you want when you talk about me

Public Enemy Number One

You know where I be, it ain't hard to find me

Public Enemy Number One

[Shyne]

Once again it's Shyne and, rhymin'

Remarkable timin'

Tryin' to sit up on the charts with a diamond

Bottom line, ya teams get splashed with macs

17 caps and cats, for runnin' with my image

Y'all finish

Hence the don, doing two-fifteen on a autobon

Louie Vittons, skunk on the back

The flyest, tryin' to tell y'all motherfuckers can't deny us

Fuckin' right, when God made me, He was biased

No lies, yo highness with the most mob ties

In the metropolitan, platinum child from the home of Chris Wallace

So how could I not be hot?

That's like Puff in the summertime without a drop

Uncle Paul, posted up, without a glocks

I chew coals & spit diamonds

Jacob got nothin' on me, top ranks, stop banks

[Chorus]

The hoes, the clothes, the cars, the loot

Public Enemy Number One

The plaques and the macs, bitch check my movies, uh

Public Enemy Number One

You can say what you want when you talk about me

Public Enemy Number One

You know where I be, it ain't hard to find me

Public Enemy Number One

[Shyne]

Rather its all from the guns to the brawl

Coke to the alcohol, this young nigga want it all

Time runnin' out on my front, nigga in pursuit of bigger things

Arm, neck glitterin', shiverin'

[Puffy]

Fuck bein' broke

Give that bitch a girdle tell her, "Transport my coke"

On to Peter Pan, so we can get the two seater

And lay up in the trunk for months

Increase the lease, yeah, I got to eat

[Shyne]

Streets to Greece, stay up in the tape deck on seek, repeat

Motion picture, my movie so sick, 4,5,6, ya die quick

Y'all niggas ride dick, you test me, I wish

I love to drill shit, kill shit, real quick

On some top bill shit, half a mil with

[Puffy]

Soft or hard top, sedan or coupes be trial

Every time, the law got too many loops

Fuck my bitches in groups menaga

Pimpin' ain't easy, but monogamy's harder

Jets we charter, bring the slaughter

[Shyne]

Million dollar bracelets

Your favorite DJ couldn't fade this, come on

[Chorus 2x]

The hoes, the clothes, the cars, the loot

Public Enemy Number One

The plaques and the macs, bitch check my movies, uh

Public Enemy Number One

You can say what you want when you talk about me

Public Enemy Number One

You know where I be, it ain't hard to find me

Public Enemy Number One