Lyrics:
time to worry
I close my eyes & drift away
Here we all are sittin' in a rainbow
Cor blimy 'Allo Mrs. Jones, how's your Berts lumbago'
Diddly may...
Kids say it's all about battlin', and braggin' though it's masculinity
Freestyle means diddly, and cameos provide validity [you don't freestyle]
Any
at any competitor (I'll stalk you)
And ain't nobody better that can piddly-diddly you
Man, I'll make you bite the piddle a little (I got you)
She can
I don't have diddly squat
It's not having what you want
It's wanting what you've got
I'm gonna soak up the sun
Gonna tell everyone to lighten up
I'm
organs but said for you
And E it's squat diddly free
Which helps out cause we down
To our last shilling
With the intent to make a mass killing
Accustomed
to talk to women!
Give me a delicious groove, this is what I tell them
Girl, I'm gonna take my flang-diddly out and slam it your flump
That's right
to believe them, my son...
There's a man who came to stay...
Never showing on time
Out of his mind, diddly doo doo dine
Every single gig I play
Something's
Bum stiggedy, bum stiggedy, bum hon, I got the
Old pa rum pum pum pum
But I can fe fi fo fum diddly bum, here I come
So Peter Piper I'm hyper than
of bacon
(Chorus)
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
High hat, or a souped up tempo
Backbeat and a diddly ahh
I played air guitar and the place shook
squiddly diddly wait a minute
Eight arms to go around and eight legs to come with it
So hellos, fellows, I'm feelin kind of mellows
Brews for the crews
at the O2 settin' up shops
You on that? No you're not
You ain't done diddly-squat
Not facial hair or hooves
I'm talkin' 'bout the booth
How man's goated
online!
I quit the Fortnite for a very long time
'Cuz
I wanted to whip out a Bentley
And take another trip to Italy
But I don't got enough of the diddly
My friend the communist
Holds meetings in his RV
I can't afford his gas
So I'm stuck here watching TV
I don't have digital
I don't have diddly
diddly dang dang dang
She the little raven 2 letter hook up
Got the source dig up dont make me get down on the funky rhythm
Thats what I get them I take
lost the plot
See i was floating on that moonshot, drawing on
That beauty spot every night cuz i thought that i ought
Surprise! it ain’t diddly squat
that we riddled
Two middlemen who didn't do diddly
Llegó, llegó, llegó
Llegó tarde tu ambulancia
Siempre digo "sí" pero
Nunca digo "cuándo"
Siempre digo
cnd there's bad
Sometimes we all get so mad
In this not so average sorta scary world
So go ahead and say biddly be bop bop
cnd find a way to just diddly
diddly - squat...I've got nothing
I'm a rough sleeper
There's my sleeping bag and my clothes
I've got clean Adidas trackie pants on, and a clean Ben
didn't do diddly, dead it
Did it with dignity
You dilly dally and diss from
Distance dig it I disagree
You did it for digit's
Dickhead dummy I do it
the inner city
From Briccy to Piccadily
Clever when it's written but
Better when I'm spittin'
Diddy didn't do diddly I dead
Em' on the riddim you need to fix
Italy
Ich erschiesse deinen Dad in the
Middle of little Italy
Little did we know that we killed
Two middlemen who didn't do (diddly)
Er bestellt Chicken
Diddly. But now it's hope in me
I feel like old Fifty Get rich or die trying
To stop my mom crying
My people won't stop dying
Cuz of this wild climate
those banjos ringin' (chicka-chicka)
How the old folks (tweedly-tweet)
They would enjoy it (diddly-doo-wah)
They would sit all night and listen
a hardcore, this is a pretty song
The Japanese dem say da one yah ichiban
Europe say gimme the one bang, bang, diddly-bang
Long, long before Smiley and Michigan
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