(P. Diddy:)Check this out, yeah, yeahAll my niggasTake a walk wit meU ain't gotta holla,U can talk with meTry to learn where my thoughts could beAnd how I stack figuresLearn why I'm realStill that niggaI get moneyI ain't gotta do a crime shit I hit dimes what I need with a 9Before y'all judge me be clearWe got nothing but heat hereBeware, we hereWhat's my nameGot chicks twisted like what's my gamePimp thing still the sameI smash it, I don't harass itMa I'm a baller I score and pass itFeel me, still be, filthyMaking hits is a crime, I plead guiltyAnd this is what we came doParty, Diddy, UsherGame is throughCome on(Usher:)It's right around 11 o'clockOne of your girl's just calledAsked you how you lookAre you ready?You tell her you look hotNot to worry at allNiggas will be shookU doin' it heavyShe's telling youShe might changeBut you tell her not toSurely she looks stunningIt'll be funThe club will be full of gameBut none of that has got'chuMe, I think you're running'Cause I'm the one1:I don't knowWhat you came to do girlWhat you came to do tonightBut I came to party, ohI don't knowWhat you came to do girlWhat you came to do tonightBut I came to party, oh[I Don't Know lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]2:You're probablyThinking to yourself What's the occasion?And believe me girlI don't just search for funThe perfect gentlemanIn every situationAnd the only thingThat's missing Is the oneIs it you?Repeat 13:Sing it(La, la, la, la)Ghetto girls(La, la, la, la)Suburban girls(La, la, la, la)International girlsU smell me(La, la, la, la, la)(La, la, la, la)Ghetto girls(La, la, la, la)Suburban girls(La, la, la, la)International girlsU smell me(La, la, la, la, la)Had to take the timeTo open up your mindIt's exactlyWhat you are...OpenU got the mesmorizing grindYour shape should be a crimeDamn baby you're a starYou're smokingRepeat 2Repeat 1Repeat 3It's real seriousYou're so fine girlAt the end of the day I'm going home with youRepeat 1 to fade
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