truck I try to go but end up wanting more Stuck in my head baby there's a picture I'm a be clean but I can't get rid of her [Diddy:] Uh Give my all you
I try to go but end up wanting more Stuck in my head baby there's a picture I'm a be clean but I can't get rid of her [Diddy:] Uh Give my all you take
(feat. Diddy) [Verse 1 - Chris Brown] Yesterday I fell in love Today feels like my funeral I just got hit by a bus Shouldn've been so beautiful Don'
[Babs] We love this Diddy, you know what I'm saying, you you worked the shit out of us dog, I ain't gon fuck', no I'm tried as hell [Chopper & Dylan]
step and guaranteed to play the wheel to wheel And Wild Style was the real, dig it? I block the heckles and hecks and gets nuff respects Without the "bah diddy
go but end up wanting more Stuck in my head vivid as a picture I Wanna be clean but I can't get rid of her [Verse 1: Diddy] Uh Give my all you take it
drug I try to go but end up wanting more Stuck in my head vivid as a picture I Wanna be clean but I can't get rid of her [Verse 1: Diddy] Uh Give my
my ass and shit Bowl filled hash pockets stuffed with cash I be the mushroom trippin' sippin' shots of Jack 'Cause the kids don't listen gettin' lots of flack I be the do wa diddy
the liquor store or coffee store shop on the Mersa wats worser? It's no verse that would reverse the- In print or in cursive They curse the name, or
and shit Bowl filled with hash pockets stuffed with cash I be the mushroom trippin sippin shots of Jack Cause the kids don't listen gettin lots of flack I be the do wa diddy
To the left To the right We go run-diddy-run-diddy-rundiddy-run to the righ. I got the curse From the district nurse So I'm headed off for blue skies
a change of pace, a change of tune A change of deck, played at your end with the last track And some of y'all still wanna come for some And get diddy-diddy
[Professor X] Come diddy-dum! Welcome to this archaeological find! At the road, witness me Before the coming of the Sun; peeking at you from the Eastern
every morning And walk to the liquor store or coffee store shop on the Mersa wats worser? Its no verse that would reverse the- In print or in cursive They curse
shit Bowl filled wit hash, pockets stuffed with cash I be the mushroom trippin' sippin' shots of Jack 'Cause the kids don't listen gettin' lots of flack I be the do wa diddy
