(feat. P. Diddy, Paul Wall, Jha' Jha)


[P. Diddy Talkin' Intro]

Dipset motherfuckas

Jha Jha, Jim Jones, Paul Wall....they call me Diddy

Yall motherfuckas must have lost yall mind

AHHH!!!!



[Hook - Jha Jha]

[2x]

What u been drankin on

What u been sippin on

What got u bumpin in the funk wit all that gator on

[1x]

Cuz u aint drunk hoe

U aint drunk hoe

U aint ridin u aint live u aint drunk hoe



[Verse 1 - Jha Jha]

I was up in the club vibin, sippin on sizzurp vibin

Gettin a lil flow fo' my man wanna just slow to the jamz these girls wanna start wylin

They gots to start trippin, they got the crowd listenin,

U know the type wanna get into a fight when it's light them chiks just need attention

They playin "Get from Round", im sayin get from round me

If u spill that drink on my brand new mink imma split every bitch that's round me

We can buck if u want to

Im the type that'll give u what u want boo

Yall chicks cant stand me

I bet a bunch of Gees, just wait til' I bust to the roof



[Hook - P. Diddy]

[1x]

Cuz u aint drunk nigga

U aint drunk nigga

Til' that sizzurp and henny is in yo cup nigga

[1x]

What u been sippin on?

What u been hittin on?

U see them chicks in Bakinies we spillin Chrisses on



[Verse 2 - P. Diddy]

(Call me Diddy) Lets ride that out

Stop that talk outside your mouth

I'll put guys outside your house

We the hottest in the south

Badboy, Dipset

Baby girl, get ya lips wet

Maybach like that shoffa

Money aint to far from Oprah's

U should've seen what I paid my shoffer

It's e-nuff to buy u a roster

This toaster, supposed to, take u on a rollercoaster

U aint poppin like Diddy baby, Im rockin wit Diddy baby

The Drops is terrific kid, the watches cost 80 mothafucka...



[Hook - Jim Jones]

[1x]

What U been drinkin on

Who U been smokin with

What got U actin all silly doin stupid shit

[1x]

Cuz U aint drunk nigga

U little fuck nigga

U aint bad, U's a fagg, U aint tough nigga



[Verse 3 - Jim Jones]

Yall Know the deal,

Long john shirt don't show the steel

Ski mask when we gone to kill

We blast and U know we will

We dont mash just olds-mobiles

Ride to ya block slow as hell

Look for U fucks than unload the shells,

A nigga get caught than please post bell

G's up to my homies in jail

Know how it be that lonley S.L.

Full of turf that smokey S.L.

U cookin it than u goin to hell

Im witta bitch in the front seat holdin the steal

Doc, Im so foreal

Move the candy ring to get the candycane,

For them pretty Range Rova wheels



[Hook - Paul Wall]

[1x]

What U been sippin on?

Whats in that white cup?

It's that memphissing, co-dean, not purple tub!

[1x]

Cuz U aint leanin bitch

U aint co-deanin bitch

That cup and money, U aint high, U aint sleepy bitch



[Verse 3 - Paul Wall]

Cock the 4, hold the duce

Mix the sprite made a juice

Prepare to lean off that co-dean

Prescription call it syrup gettin ya loose

White cup that's full of that oil

Texas T we call it drank

Sittin sidewayz on them 4's lavish drippin wet candy paint

Who's the man, who's the G

Houston southside 7 1 3

Im on the block that we call south-lee

Sippin oil with the thugs and G's

Paul Wall what U know about me

Im on the grind and Im slangin leash

When I mix the sprite wit this sizzurp I'll show U how to make a sprite remix



[Music Fades As P. Diddy talkin......]

Dipset, BadBoy, Jim Jones, Jah Jah, Paul Wall...

They call me diddy!...Harlem ''stand up''

Dirty South ''stand up'', ''Midwest stand up''

Westcoast ''stand up''....Yeaah... (Come On, Come On)

[Fades Out....]