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my favourite strong black woman

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If you are a beautiful strong black woman, someone will put this in your comments.
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In the city lights where the dreams collide,
Diddy rose with ambition, no need to hide.
From the streets of Harlem to the global stage,
He wrote his story on every page.

Puff Daddy, P. Diddy, a name to behold,
A mogul, a visionary, the story untold.
Beats that boom, lyrics that fly,
He made the world dance, reach for the sky.

From bad boy to businessman, making waves,
Turning hustle to empire, life he braves.
The rhythm of the city, the pulse in his veins,
Every triumph, every loss, all lessons and gains.

Through the struggles, the fame, the highs, the lows,
He mastered the art where the hustle grows.
A king in the game, with swagger and grace,
Diddy’s legacy, no time can erase.

From the studio lights to the world on fire,
He built an empire that will never tire.
So here’s to Diddy, the mogul, the man,
A legend who rose, and always ran.

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