right where you want them, Man, I'ma blow your brain! Diddy got the remedy for the enemies, And the run is the gun, so my flow go back! I'm on the last
I diddy bop, you peeped that Mink on Maury kicks, plus Chanel ski hat She want the boy, so I give her the boy Now she screamin' out, "Boy, boy, boy" Now
my blood About everything I love Am still a eye blacker, open handed, face the palm smacker Goods strapper, cat stacker, good wood packer Tear up the Dom P
in the back with the derelicts Yeah, I pop plenty shit Chump, I'm making hits No time for the crack rock and shit Took it to another level Now I'm gettin
's good, it's all fucked up now Y'all know it's all fucked up now right? What the fuck y'all gonna do now? What I'ma do now? Can y'all hear me out
can dance, dance, dance Clap your hands, hands, hands All night, if you're in the mood Do what you wanna do all night long Have a good time Lay back
hot as us East side, west side, north side, south side Let's ride, uh, the Goat is now taking over the building It's time for some of that ol', that good
my (Boy) I got trust for my (Boy) That's why I buck for my (Boy) that's my nigga (Oh Boy) He 'gone get his (Boy) he got love for his (Boy) That's my (
feeling's right Get your groove on tonight Take your time tonight Everything's all right Ain't nothing but a party Repeat 1 Have a good time Lay back
: get on ur knees and face me i got a milkshake for u and its tasty *slurp* just like your album puff diddy (puff diddy) enough already now its p. diddy
Bit** Chorus: [Nicki, Webstar] Now I'm good I just bought the bar nigga Step your p**sy up and all that Step your p**sy up and
girl back, Never bring your girl back never bring your girl [Diddy:] This is the remix yeah come on I see u polow they call me diddy, trey songz, chris
now, top down at the Rucker game New coupe, no roof, playa what's my name? Now Brooklyn, Queens, Manhattan, Staten Uptown, what now?! Let's make it happen (P
like, I just grab one Party and bullshit, book trips have fun Get paid, get money, get dough Get laid, get honeys, get low Platinum status what I live for Sold four million now
for you anymore She don't rub your back when it's sore She don't make you feel the same You got a wondering eye I seen you look when you walk by And now
flick is what they say I ain't even wanna look at the tape Until P. Diddy said press play G R O U P I E They told me that she ain't a freak, told me
for war, and I ain't never left the City Hoes be like "Fitty, you so witty" On the dick like they heard I ghostwrite for P.Diddy You got fat while we
for war, and I ain't never left the City Hos be like "Fitty, you so witty" On the dick like they heard I ghostwrite for P.Diddy You got fat while we