Diddy Rock(feat. Timbaland, Twista & Shawnna) (Explicit) - Diddy/Shawnna/Timbaland

Lyrics by：Carl Mitchell/Lloyd Mathis/Nathaniel Hill/Pierre Jones/Sean Combs/Timothy Mosley

You gonna believe me now though

Tryin' to get up in your

Mind in your body your spirit

Take your soul

Come here girl

Let me creep in your world

Let me see the backside of your moon

No Vickies only La Perl-a

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

Run through sets

Come through sets

Chicks hypnotized by my 1 2 steps

I'm way too fresh

So complex

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

Let's get the party started

Far from a mother****in' starving artist

Got something to prove

Don't talk it walk it

My n***as 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 Chi Ali

I bring them out with no ID

Them boys they bring them out like I'm TIP

Come here girl

Let me creep in your world

Let me see the backside of your moon

No Vickies only La Perl-a

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

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 **** 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 dem thangs

I got connects in every section

When I'm up in the hood

Chain looking so nasty all the *****es going uhhh

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 it's goin down

Give you Hpnotiq 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 h*e

Snap yo *****

Come here lil mama you know you wanna go

I'm from the city wit nothing pretty

And everybody know

I spit a flow to get up with Diddy

And now we finna blow

N***as 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 *****

I don't give a **** what it cost *****

I floss big whips

I floss big chains

I talk big ****

'Cause I'm got big thangs

Now what you wanna do

You betta not step

Now n***a move back

Let me catch my breath

Bring it bring it back to the floor

So sick with an a*s so fat

It's Shawnna Twis' Diddy with Tim on the track

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

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

But I'ma sit low in the cutttt

Come here girl

Let me creep in your world

Let me see the backside of your moon

No Vickies only La Perl-a

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

Searching interplanetary

I just want to **** a fairy

**** a frequent flier fly

Watch the planets through your window

Would you let me touch the stars

And introduce me to Jupiter Mars

Take me up away so far

You D I D D Y

So I know you gonna keep me F L Y

Jump in your jet your **** take me up high

Somewhere that's isolated just you I

Searching interplanetary

I just want to **** a fairy

**** a frequent flier fly

Watch the planets through your window

Would you let me touch the stars

And introduce me to Jupiter Mars

Take me up away so far

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