Diddy, hold up, it's Diddy, say what (La, la, la) C'mon, work it out, girl I'm trying to see you work it out, girl (La, la, la) C'mon, work it out,
Sean-e-sean was the driver Known to give freaks hell Had a beeper goin' off like a high school bell Looked in the mirror what did we see ? Fuckin' blue
, I take the pen and make pads bleed My mind clicks to homicide, bullets fly, ladies cry A lot of people die, some nights I can't right Stare at the blue
but still had the juice My homeboy Ken Gee put me up the track Told me E's rollin' Villain - BJ's got the sack Bruce is a giant - Nat C's clockin' Dough
higher Dancing on the sidewalk letting go jumping on a fast train nice and slow surfing on a backbeat no control takes you higher, takes you higher C
sell hits, like porno-flicks do chicks The 666 cut W.I.C. like Newt Gingrich sucks dicks Meanwhile, the government brings Star Wars From glocks to glockers C
I try to walk proud and tall I keep my nose to the ground, I don't get behind And I don't back up at all Well, my neck's a little red, my collar's blue
have her throwin up the E once the D get to cookin in her (Eastside!) Yeah - so what's it gon' be? Golden black Joe Clark, H.N.I.C. Regulatin on any hatin
You in our playhouse, let's play Yeah, this ya boy Pleasure Baby Blue, Slick 'Em, Spectacular And we are Pretty Ricky We can play house and touch, touch
, rhyme in new ways When I spit niggaz cough up blood for two days Never catch me with material girls, they fugaz' Rather bounce with a short chicken head in blue
ain't whoa, the judge ain't whoa C O's ain't whoa, P O's ain't whoa Play y'allself, I get the G I Joe D I C K riders ain't whoa I'll rip your torso,
You went to school to still run in the street Back in the day, you know a raw nigga like me don't play I'ma blue B L A C K black-ass nigga Suck my dick
When I hit, either the nine or the pound spits I even flipped on a mob I was down with So I'm packin a mac at night And blue and whites are everywhere
KC Yeaaah Yeeaaaah C-O-S-S-O-M Like this...Hold up, she got the blue dress fittin' (fittin') She got her hair hangin down (hangin down) Lil mama
D.P.G., G.C. D.P.G., G.C. D.P.G., G.C. D.P.G., G.C. Smash, just before you talk spaz out Hittin' the switch then hittin' the stash Before the year 2000
with my dick in they mouth they swallowin talking bout they need oxygen people need to know Choclair don't move in no slow-mo in vitro like a gyno-colo
the blue carpet, cuzz Lemme C-walk on these *** Blue hat, blue socks, blue shoes, too cool Blue car, blue house, blue pit, blue pool Blue grass, blue