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Dipset,
Jha Jha, Jim Jones, Paul Wall, call me Diddy
Y'all motherfuckers must have lost your
I wish a motherfucker

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Y'all know the
Long John shirt don't show the
Ski when we gone to kill
We blast and you we will

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

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

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

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

Cock the 4, hold the
Mixed with sprite juice
Prepare to off that codeine
Prescription call it syrup, me loose

White cup full of that oil
Texas T, we it drank
Sittin' sideways on 4's
drippin' wet candy paint

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

Paul Wall, you know about me?
I'm on the and I'm slangin' leash
When I mix the Sprite wit sizzurp
I'll show you how to make a Sprite

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