Lyric Diddy
Yeah.. it s Bad Boy baby
(Yeah, c mon) Neptunes (mm, mm, mm, mm, c mon)
And we won t stop (I like this right here)
Cause we can t stop (yeah)
Yeah, let me tell you somethin
Yeah, check this out
[Verse One]
Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
I was on 1-2-5 and Saint Nick
Chillin with this chick named Tondalea
Was a hot girl and everybody wanted to slay her
But she wasn t fond of players, only wanted ballers to spoil her
with six figures and camcorders
So what you tryin to tell me dear?
I got Bentley, Benz send in Mr. Belvedere
And I just want to blow your mind
I m talkin literally blow your mind
My repetoire is menage-a-trois and exotic cars
Chillin with the hottest stars
And it ain t no stoppin this
I can t help it I m a optomist
And I ma make ya head bop to this
And at the end you gon rock to this
Now say my name, c mon
[Chorus: Neptunes]
D the I the D the D the Y, the D the I the D
It s Diddy (Hold up!) It s Diddy (That shit s crazy!)
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 whaaat?!)
[Verse Two]
Aiyyo, I came in the door, I said it before
I never the ladies hypnotize me no more
But.. but back to the manuscript
Cause I don t think you can handle this
From New York to Los Angeles
I think the whole world scandalous
I m just tryin to keep the candles lit
Let the party people dance to this
Get out your seats and clap your hands to this
Because I came too far for me to be bourgeoise
It s a Bentley to you, to me it s a blue car
So Branson pass me a jar
Cause these cats done went too far
Yeah one phone call send two cars
And I still get searched by security guards (that s right)
I guess that s what I have to do
Take the game international, now what you call me?
[Chorus]
(La La La La La La La La La La La La)
C mon work it out girl
I m tryin to see you work it out girl
(La La La La La La La La La La La La)
C mon work it out girl
I wanna see you work it out girl
[Verse Three]
Now hold up, stop (stop) now wait a minute
We don t stop we rock cause ain t a limit
My aim is winnin, got Asian women that ll change my linen
after I done blazed and hit em, but
I just wanna rock wit you (that s right)
And take it straight to the top with you
And do what I gots to do, if it s possible
Cause I ain t trying to stop you boo
I, got an agenda, got on a Ninja
One wheelin and killin it not to offend ya
That s when I met this chick named Brenda
Tender, her whole body bend like fender
So let me see you shake it girl (c mon)
I just wanna see you shake it girl (c mon)
For the return of the Don, the world in my palm
My moms calls me Sean but y all call me
[Chorus]
(La La La La La La La La La La La)
C mon work it out girl
I m tryin to see you work it out girl
(La La La La La La La La La La La)
C mon work it out girl
I wanna see you work it out girl
(Yeah, c mon) Neptunes (mm, mm, mm, mm, c mon)
And we won t stop (I like this right here)
Cause we can t stop (yeah)
Yeah, let me tell you somethin
Yeah, check this out
[Verse One]
Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
I was on 1-2-5 and Saint Nick
Chillin with this chick named Tondalea
Was a hot girl and everybody wanted to slay her
But she wasn t fond of players, only wanted ballers to spoil her
with six figures and camcorders
So what you tryin to tell me dear?
I got Bentley, Benz send in Mr. Belvedere
And I just want to blow your mind
I m talkin literally blow your mind
My repetoire is menage-a-trois and exotic cars
Chillin with the hottest stars
And it ain t no stoppin this
I can t help it I m a optomist
And I ma make ya head bop to this
And at the end you gon rock to this
Now say my name, c mon
[Chorus: Neptunes]
D the I the D the D the Y, the D the I the D
It s Diddy (Hold up!) It s Diddy (That shit s crazy!)
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 whaaat?!)
[Verse Two]
Aiyyo, I came in the door, I said it before
I never the ladies hypnotize me no more
But.. but back to the manuscript
Cause I don t think you can handle this
From New York to Los Angeles
I think the whole world scandalous
I m just tryin to keep the candles lit
Let the party people dance to this
Get out your seats and clap your hands to this
Because I came too far for me to be bourgeoise
It s a Bentley to you, to me it s a blue car
So Branson pass me a jar
Cause these cats done went too far
Yeah one phone call send two cars
And I still get searched by security guards (that s right)
I guess that s what I have to do
Take the game international, now what you call me?
[Chorus]
(La La La La La La La La La La La La)
C mon work it out girl
I m tryin to see you work it out girl
(La La La La La La La La La La La La)
C mon work it out girl
I wanna see you work it out girl
[Verse Three]
Now hold up, stop (stop) now wait a minute
We don t stop we rock cause ain t a limit
My aim is winnin, got Asian women that ll change my linen
after I done blazed and hit em, but
I just wanna rock wit you (that s right)
And take it straight to the top with you
And do what I gots to do, if it s possible
Cause I ain t trying to stop you boo
I, got an agenda, got on a Ninja
One wheelin and killin it not to offend ya
That s when I met this chick named Brenda
Tender, her whole body bend like fender
So let me see you shake it girl (c mon)
I just wanna see you shake it girl (c mon)
For the return of the Don, the world in my palm
My moms calls me Sean but y all call me
[Chorus]
(La La La La La La La La La La La)
C mon work it out girl
I m tryin to see you work it out girl
(La La La La La La La La La La La)
C mon work it out girl
I wanna see you work it out girl
