P. Diddy Rock (feat. Timbaland, Twista & Shawnna)

You gonna believe me now, though

Yes, sir

Tryin' to get up in your mind, in your body, your spirit

(Yeah, baby)

To take your soul, soul, soul

We come to party

We come to party

Come here girl

Come here girl

(Ah-ha)

Let me creep in your world

Let me show you something

(Ah-ha, ah-ha)

Let me see your backside of your moon

(Ah-ha, ah-ha)

No Vickie's only La Perla

(Ah-ha)

Let me take you to Indonesia

Come on, let's go

(Ah-ha)

Where nobody can reach us

(Ah-ha)

There's no need to take your phone

(Ah-ha, ah-ha)

'Cause you far away from home

(Ah-ha)

Baby, let me your tour guide

Your tour guide

(Ah-ha)

I'm your burgers, you my fries

Yo, baby girl, listen to me now

(Ah-ha)

Yeah, let me tell you about myself

Run through sets

Come through sets

Chicks hypnotized by my one, two steps

I'm way too fresh

So complex

**** try to predict what I'm gonna do next

Let's get the party started

Far from a motherfuckin' starvin' artist

Got somethin' to prove

Don't talk it, walk it

My **** 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 XIII and the Cris on me

Dimes wall to wall in the VIP

The age don't mean a thing

I ain’t Chi Ali

I ain't Chi Ali

I bring 'em out with no ID

The boys, they bring 'em out like I'm TIP

Come here girl

Don't stop this rock, come on, now

(Ah-ha)

Let me creep in your world

(Ah-ha)

Let me see your backside of your moon

(Ah-ha)

No Vickie’s only La Perla

(Ah-ha)

Let me take you to Indonesia

Let me take you places you ain't never been before

(Ah-ha)

Where nobody can reach us

(Ah-ha)

There's no need to take your phone

(Ah-ah)

You don't need to take your phone

'Cause you far away from home

(Ah-ha)

Baby, let me be your tour guide

I'll be your tour guide

(Ah-ha)

I'm your burgers, you my fries

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 them things

I got connects in every section

When I’m up in the hood

Chain looking so nasty all the bitches going, uh

Heard they wanna get me

But I got my guns cocked

I’m dirty ridin 30 somethin' cocked like Yung Joc

I’m the talk of the town

Lettin' off 50 rounds

Meet me in a circle everybody is goin' down

(Yeah)

Give you hypnotic to get you erotic

And then I take you somewhere exotic

Where we can blow chronic

Like a full clip for a lil' drama

You know I ain’t a hoe

Snatch your bitch

Come here lil mama you know you wanna go

Come here girl

Don't stop this rock, come on, now

(Ah-ha)

Let me creep in your world

I'm from the city with nothin' pretty

And everybody knows

I spit a flow to get up with Diddy

And now we finna blow

**** in the hood show me love

I’m the girl

Pimp tight let my mink hang 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 got big things

Now whatcha you wanna do?

You better not step

Now **** 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 Timbaland on the track

You know it gotta be tint with 20's on the ‘llac, ah

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

But I ‘ma sit low in the club

Come here girl

Don't stop this rock, come on, now

(Ah-ha)

Let me creep in your world

(Ah-ha)

Let me see your backside of your moon

(Ah-ha)

No Vickie’s only La Perla

(Ah-ha)

Let me take you to Indonesia

(Ah-ha)

Where nobody can reach us

(Ah-ha)

There's no need to take your phone

(Ah-ah)

'Cause you far away from home

(Ah-ha)

Feels like we flyin', right?

I ain't never felt like this before

You mind, in your body, your spirit

I like this

Take your soul, soul, soul

You like it?

Huh, let's go

Keep up, people

Keep up, keep up, people

Keep up, people

Keep up, keep up, people

Keep up, people

Keep up, keep up, people

Keep up, people

Searching interplanetary

I just want to fuck tonight

Fuck a frequent flyer card

We watch the planets through your window

Would you let me touch the stars?

And introduce me to Jupiter and Mars

Take me up away so far

You D-I-D-D-Y

So, I know you going to keep me F-L-Y

Jump in your jet and your shit take me up high

Somewhere that's isolated, just you and I

Searching interplanetary

I just want to fuck tonight

Fuck a frequent flyer card

We watch the planets through your window

Would you let me touch the stars?

And introduce me to Jupiter and Mars

Take me up away so far

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