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P. Diddy - Diddy Rock

(feat. Shawnna, Twista)

[Diddy]
You gonna believe me now though
Tryin′ to get up in your mind in your body your spirit
Take your soul

[Chorus]
Come here girl
Let me creep in your world
Let me see the backside of your moon
No Vickies only La Perl-a
Let me take you to Indonesia
Where nobody can reach us
There’s no need to take your phone
′Cause you far away from home
Baby let me be your tour guide
I’m your burger
You my fries

[Diddy]
Run through sets
Come through sets
Chicks hypnotized by my 1, 2 steps
I’m way too fresh
So complex
Niggas try to predict what I′m gonna do next
Let’s get the party started
Far from a motherfuckin′ starving artist
Got something to prove
Don’t talk it, walk it
My niggas outside on them walkie talkies
Pop that trunk
Pass that dutch
Let’s get crunk
Baby don’t play dumb
Baby don’t say none
It’s on me
Louie 13 and the Cris on me
Dimes wall to wall in the VIP
The age don’t mean a thing
I ain′t Chi Ali
I bring them out with no ID
Them boys they bring them out like I’m T.I.P.

[Chorus]
Come here girl
Let me creep in your world
Let me see the backside of your moon
No Vickies only La Perl-a
Let me take you to Indonesia
Where nobody can reach us
There′s no need to take your phone
′Cause you far away from home
Baby let me be your tour guide
I′m your burger
You my fries

[Twista]
Ready for action when I attack on the track
And I flat up a sac on strap on the Cadillac and the glove
Could call me when you start shit with the ambassador of New York and the queen
of the Chi
And I′m backing her up
Flow be ugly but it’s a beautiful thing
Aluminum rings
Get money like I’m moving dem thangs
I got connects in every section
When I’m up in the hood
Chain looking so nasty all the bitches going uhhh
Heard they wanna get me
But I got my guns cocked
I’m dirty ridin 30 somethin′ cocked like Yung Joc
I’m the talk of the town
Lettin′ off 50 rounds
Meet me in a circle everybody it’s goin down
Give you Hpnotiq to get you erotic
And then I take you somewhere exotic
Where we can blow chronic
A full clip for a lil drama
You know I ain’t a hoe
Snap yo bitch
Come here lil mama you know you wanna go

[Shawnna]
I′m from the city wit nothing pretty
And everybody know
I spit a flow to get up with Diddy
And now we finna blow
Niggas in the hood show me love
I’m the girl
Pimp tight let my mink hang down to the floor
Pardon me if I gotta be a boss bitch
I don’t give a fuck what it cost bitch
I floss big whips
I floss big chains
I talk big shit
′Cause I′m got big thangs
Now what you wanna do
You betta not step
Now nigga move back
Let me catch my breath
Bring it, bring it back to the floor
So sick with an ass so fat
It′s Shawnna, Twis′ & Diddy with Tim on the track
You know it gotta be tint with 20′s on the llac, ahhhh
I see ′em looking at me like what’s up
But I′ma sit low in the cutttt

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 06:50:22

P. Diddy - Diddy

f/ Neptunes

Yeah
Its Bad Boy Baby
Neptunes
And we won′t stop
(I like that) ′Cause we can′t stop
Yeah
Let me tell you something

[Verse I]
Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
I was on 1-2-5 and Saint Nich
Chillin′ with these chick
Named Tondalea
Was a hot girl and everybody wanted to slay her
She wasn′t fond of players
Only wanted ballers
To spoil her
Six figures and camcorders
So what you trying to tell me dear
I got Bentley, Benz send in Mr. Belvedere
I just want to blow your mind
I′m talkin′ literally blow your mind
My repratoir is Menage Trois
And exotic cars chilling with the hottest stars
And it ain′t no stopping this
I can′t help it I′m an optomist
And Ima make ya head bop to this
And at the end you gon rock to this
Now say my name

[Hook-Neptunes]
Its the D the I the D the D the Y
The D the I the D
It′s Diddy, (Hold Up) It′s Diddy (That′s crazy)
It′s the D the I the D the D the Y
The D the I the D
Its Diddy, (Hold Up), It′s Diddy (Say What!)

[Verse II]
Ay yo, I came in the door
I said it before
I never the ladiez hyptonize me no more
But, back to the manuscript
′Cause I don′t think you can handle this
From New York to Los Angles
I think the whole world scandalous
I′m just trying to keep the candles lit
Make the party people dance to this
Get out your seat and clap your hands to this
Cause I came too far
For me to be bouswar
It′s a Bently to you, to me it′s a blue car
So Branson pass me a jar
Cause these cats done went too far
One phone call send two cars
And still get searched by security guards
I guess that′s what I have to do
Take the game international
Now what you call me

[Hook Repeat]

(La La La La La La La La La La La La)
C′mon work it out girl
I′m trying to see you work it out girl
(La La La La La La La La La La La La)
C′mon work it out girl
I wanna see you work it out girl

[Verse III]
Now hold up, stop, wait a minute
We don′t stop we rock cause ain′t a limit
My aim is winning
Got asian women
That′ll change my linen
After I done blazed and hit em
But I just wanna rock wit you
And take it straight to the top with you
And do what I gots to do
If it′s possible
Cause I ain′t trying to stop you boo
I got an agenda
Got on a ninja
One wheelin′ and killin′ it not to offend ya
That′s when I met this chick named Brenda
Tender, her whole body bend like fender
So let me see you shake it girl
I just wanna see you shake it girl
For the return of the don
The world in my palm
My mom calls me Sean
But y′all call me

[Hook Repeat]
(La La La La La La La La La La La)
C′mon work it out girl
(La La La La La La La La La La La)
I wanna see you work it out girl

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 06:50:11