Diddy Bop

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[Verse 1:] I'ma do my diddy bop, do my diddy bop When I'm New York, I mix it with the milly rock All that cuffin' that you doin', you a silly cop All this puffin' on this muffin like a oven top Young Puffy in the making, I'm a bad boy I need a bad bitch, I don't do the average Yeeks in my left, right hand's where the cash is She could make a string disappear like magic Abra-cadabra, alakazam We could dip and bada bing, bada bam It's not a thing to the man, I got gigs like RAM And I'm drippin' in sauce like I'm still flippin' them grams I bounce, bounce to the beat 'til it start to hurt While I dust myself off like I just stole third Swing side to side, I'm like swerve Stop, pull up, dip to the ground, I'm like skrrrt [Chorus:] I'ma do my diddy bop, do my diddy bop (bop, do my diddy bop, bop, do my diddy bop) I'ma do my diddy bop, do my diddy bop Do my diddy bop, I'ma get the city hot Bop from the right, bop to the left Bop from the east, bop to the west You lookin' like nope (nope, nope, nope) But I'm lookin' like yes [Verse 2:] Gas, break dippin', the pilly startin' to kick in Bass hittin' ya face, the place spinnin' Feelin' like the ninth inning, ya boy's winnin' Sorry mama, tonight ya boy's sinnin' Slim thickum When she walk, them hips switchin' She diddy boppin', the boppers all wanna fit in The whippy, like "yippie", we finna dippy and go hit the cribby And you know the party don't stop there It's goin' down upstairs I swear It's finna get loose, they shakin' it like Harlem Call me Bruce Bruce, I'm tryin' to get with all them (yeah) So tell ya friends fall through She lovin' the crew, true, true That's cool and all, but You already know what I'm finna do (ayy) [Chorus:] I'ma do my diddy bop, do my diddy bop (bop, do my diddy bop, bop, do my diddy bop) I'ma do my diddy bop, do my diddy bop Do my diddy bop, I'ma get the city hot Bop from the right, bop to the left Bop from the east, bop to the west You lookin' like nope (nope, nope, nope) But I'm lookin' like yes [Outro:] We diddy boppin' If you hatin', man, you lookin' silly stop it We coast to coast wit it You doin' the least, we do the most wit it And I ain't even tryin' to boast wit it We just out here tryin' to go and get it Blunt blowin' wit it, keep the bottle pourin' wit it Spadez in this bitch
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- Spadez