Lyrics:
Scream
Cause all these hoes gettin stabbed
Run around the city, I'm movin' like Diddy
Nigga, all my hoes be bad
I'll never trust nan one of these hoes,
triste
Que des acteurs, des actrices
Très peu d'art, beaucoup d'acting
Très peu d'actes : beaucoup d'indices
J'veux le compte à P Diddy
Monnaie
for cock
Sucking off Diddy for a shitty little beat that you botched
cnd auto-tuned a chorus Diddy could've wrote with no prop
Oh, laughter, your whole
[P. Diddy]
Terror Squad
Bad Boy
Joey Crack
[Chorus: Dre]
Girl I gotta do what I gotta do
Change my life (Change my life)
Make things right
Jump the turnstiles, never pay the toll
Jump the turnstiles, never pay the toll
Jump the turnstiles, never pay the toll
Doo-wah-diddy and bust in
I am the king of this city
Top down, windows up, puffin' like Diddy
Ridin' cause the haters face mad, teeth gritty
Honk your horn twice if
[Black Rob] (P. Diddy)
Why'all ain't ready (The saga continues)
Tootsie rolls (We still here)
Yo, PD, Bad Boy, Alumni, BR
I had this bad bitch
and take my life and
God! Do you really want my life then?
[Benzino]
God hit me with the track, Diddy keep it gangsta
When in the city, crime scene, no
a freak
Like Big and Diddy don't bring your bitch around me better marry that girl get your ass on one knee
Bitch got a camel toe you know I gotta reach
I was a car hop
You were into be-bop
You sang do wop diddy wop diddy wop doo
All of them changes you put me through
If I could go back again
Do what Diddy did, not what Diddy said
You're on internet I'm just into net
She just killed the cocky with
The kiss of death
Then I brought it back
love you"
Rave on (Diddy-dum, Diddy-dum, diddy-diddy)
The way you dance and hold me tight
The way you kiss and say goodnight
Rave on, it's a crazy
[P. Diddy]
Yeah,
Yeah
[Eightball]
Yeah, yeah
This big 'Ball man, P. Diddy and MJG
We raw man (we raw) if pimp was a drug we'd O.D. (c'mon)
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
crappin' in your Pampers now don't tamper with the ??
Baddest of the bad, I think of thickness here I come
I get dumb (diddy) dumb (diddy diddy) dumb
'til their dying day
Li-di-diddy-di
Li-di-diddy-di
Fathers love daughters like mothers love sons
They've been writing our story before there was
time, watch this bitch get litty, yeah
(Watch this bitch get litty, watch his bitch turn up, yeah)
Got the city on lock, run this bitch like Diddy, yeah
Instrumental
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de de diddy
de de diddy
de de diddy
That's all right, that's all right
That's all right now mama, anyway you do
P Diddy:
What's going on
Jermaine Dupri:
Tell me
P Diddy:
People dying, people crying, Lord help us
Bono:
Mother, mother, there's too many of you
Dawn: I like how your body moves to the tempo
Keep it consistent, come on baby let's go You turning me on
Hook Diddy: I've been
mutherfuckin' west coast
you feel me) Over this R.Kelly yyyeeeeaaaaahhhhhh ohhhh
1 - [R. Kelly]
He don't understand you like I do P Diddy - (Westside
P Diddy:
What's Going On
Jermaine Dupri:
Tell Me
P Diddy:
People Dying
People Crying
Lord help us
Bono:
Mother, mother
There's too many of you
P Diddy:
What's Going On
Jermaine Dupri:
Tell Me
P Diddy:
People Dying
People Crying
Lord help us
Bono:
Mother, mother
There's too many of you
P Diddy:
What's Going On
Jermaine Dupri:
Tell Me
P Diddy:
People Dying
People Crying
Lord help us
Bono:
Mother, mother
There's too many of you
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