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Dipset,
Jha Jha, Jim Jones, Wall, they call me Diddy
Y'all motherfuckers must lost your mind
I wish a would

What you been drankin on? What you sippin' on?
What got you bumpin' in the funk wit all gator on?
What you been drankin on? you been sippin' on?
What got you in the funk wit all that gator on?

'Cause you drunk, hoe, you ain't drunk, hoe
You ain't ridin, you live, you ain't drunk, hoe
I say, what you been on?

I was up in the vibin', sippin' on sizzurp vibin'
Gettin' a lil' with my man, slow grindin to the jams
These girls gon whylin'
They gots to start trippin', got the crowd listenin'
You know the type, wanna get into a when I get a little light
Them just need attention

They playin' different ground, I'm sayin get from me
If you spill that drink on my new mink
I'ma split every bitch that's me
We can buck if you to
I'm the type that'll you what you want, boo
Y'all chicks can't me
I bet a of Gs whos just waitin to bust things to the roof

You ain't drunk, nigga, you drunk, nigga
Til' sizzurp and Henny is in your cup, nigga
What you been sippin on? What you hittin' on?
It be them chicks in bikinis we bought em on

Call me Diddy, let's that out, stop that talk outside your mouth
I'll put guys outside house, we the hottest in the South
Bad Boy, Dipset, girl, get ya lips wet
Maybach like that chauffeur, money ain't too far from

You should've seen what I paid my
enough to buy you a roster
This supposed to take you on a roller coaster
You ain't poppin' like Diddy, baby, I'm with Diddy, baby
The Drops is terrific, kid, them to 80

What you sippin on? Who you been smokin' with?
What got you actin' all doin' stupid shit?
'Cause you ain't drunk, nigga, you fuck, nigga
You ain't bad, you's a fag, you tough, nigga
What you drinkin' on?

Y'all know the
John shirt don't show the steal
Ski mask when we to kill
We blast and you know we

We don't mash in this
to ya block slow as hell
Look for you fucks, unload the
A nigga get caught, then please post

Eastside to the in jail
Know how it be that S.L.
of turf is Smokeys cell
You cookin' it up, goin' to hell

I'm with a bitch in the front seat the steal
God, I'm so for
Move the candy ring to get the paint
For them Range Rover wheels

What you been sippin' on? What's in that white
It's Memphis-in', codeine, not purple tub
Cause you ain't leanin', bitch, you codeine-in' bitch
That cup and money, you ain't high, you ain't sleepy,
I see what you been on

the 4, hold the deuce
Mixed with sprite maybe
to lean off that codeine
Prescription it syrup, gets me loose

cup that's full of that oil
Texas T, we call it
Sittin' on them 4's
Lavish wet candy paint

the man, who's the G?
Houston, 713
I'm on the block that we South Lee
oil with the thugs and G's

Paul Wall, what you about me?
I'm on the grind and I'm leash
I mix the Sprite wit this sizzurp
I'll show you how to make a remix

Dipset, Bad Boy, Jim Jones, Jha Jha, Wall
They call me Diddy, Harlem, up
Dirty South, stand up, Midwest, up
Coast, stand up, yeah
Come on, come on,