Diddy Rock Lyrics - P. Diddy

(Diddy) 

You gonna believe me now though 

Tryin' to get up 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 the pearl 

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 hypnotize 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 G 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 the pearl 

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 the thang 

I got connects in every section 

When I'm up in the hood 

Chain looking so nasty all the bitches going ughhh 

Heard they wanna get me 

But I got my guns cocked 

I'm dirty riding 30 stuntin' cock like Yung Joc 

I'm the talk of the town 

Lightin' up 50 rounds 

Meet me in a circle everybody it's goin down 

Give you Hypnotiq 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 

Lil mama you know you wanna go 

(Shawnna) 

I'm from the city where nothing pretty 

And everybody know 

I spit a flow to get up with Diddy 

And now we fi'nna blow 

Niggas in the hood show me love 

I'm the girl 

Pimp tight let my mink game 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 of 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, Twist and Diddy with Timb on the track 

You know it gotta be tint with 20's on the 'Llac 

I see 'em looking at me like what's up 

But I was hit low in the cut 

(Chorus)