say Diddy's gettin' nice as hell Shit, if I don't write it I recite it well Locked the flow so tight you gotta know I'mma tumble 'fore they rock my dough
'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 It's Diddy, hold up, it's Diddy, say what Ay yo, I came
bitches real sick Heard he liked to trick nonstop, floss a lot Ballers out of town, spots in Adobe cot It don't stop I Fox, floss plenty rocks Since
have had a lot of women in my lifetime But see it's not a lot of women that got the right mind I done had pretty chicks with all the right features And hood rat chicks that only rock
you patrol Fall back, young'un, play your lane like a goal When his majesty speaks, speech defy gravity Bluetooth, nigga but I don't have any cavities Diddy
[Ginuwine] Ooooh oooooo oooooh!!! [P. Diddy] Yeah, this that bounce right here [Ginuwine] Come On Now!!! [P. Diddy] Time to move on, time to be strong
of herb won't dissolve my stress Still I ride to the death, love hip-hop 'Cause Afrikabababa was def, a lot of respect Feel Me? Fuck to the rock, Sean
'm staying around For what Who sheds this many tears Remind of where am I as to what it is Oh oh oh [Diddy] I know I'm hard to love Let's rock [Mary
ladies go crazy, they love my smile P Diddy the man push Bentley Sedan, nigga Get money, that's simply the plan True chocolate mack who's pocket's fat You wanna rock, nigga? Rock
gonna ignore you Makes no sense to say mira Cause bet she won't turn him around, she's my senorita Chorus Verse Three: Puff Daddy I rock regular clothes
[Lenny Kravitz also accompanies with guitar] [Intro: Pharrell Williams] (Diddy in background) Hey yo, ladies and gentlemen You could never imagine, what
Mel Gib-son's My heat will cook you bwoyy, whooped you bwoyy! Mack came an shook you bwoyy, somma'bitches [P. Diddy] Somma'bitches!!! [Chorus & Outro: P. Diddy
you say my name Y'all gon' love me Feelin' it's about to get ugly Inject this dose of the future Tap them veins, grab hold, let me shoot ya Mainline this new Diddy
Hard to cope with, all these niggaz and dope whips with cash flow, motherfuckers that gotta flash gold to bag hoes, they not nice, 600 circle the block twice In they Roleys they rock