(feat. Neptunes)



Yeah

Its Bad Boy Baby

Neptunes

And we won't stop

(I like that) 'Cause we can't stop

Yeah

Let me tell you something



[Verse I]

Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick

I was on 1-2-5 and Saint Nich

Chillin' with these chick

Named Tondalea

Was a hot girl and everybody wanted to slay her

She wasn't fond of players

Only wanted ballers

To spoil her

Six figures and camcorders

So what you trying to tell me dear

I got Bentley, Benz send in Mr. Belvedere

I just want to blow your mind

I'm talkin' literally blow your mind

My repratoir is Menage Trois

And exotic cars chilling with the hottest stars

And it ain't no stopping this

I can't help it I'm an optomist

And Ima make ya head bop to this

And at the end you gon rock to this

Now say my name



[Hook-Neptunes]

Its the D the I the D the D the Y

The D the I the D

It's Diddy, (Hold Up) It's Diddy (That's crazy)

It's the D the I the D the D the Y

The D the I the D

Its Diddy, (Hold Up), It's Diddy (Say What!)



[Verse II]

Ay yo, I came in the door

I said it before

I never the ladiez hyptonize me no more

But, back to the manuscript

'Cause I don't think you can handle this

From New York to Los Angles

I think the whole world scandalous

I'm just trying to keep the candles lit

Make the party people dance to this

Get out your seat and clap your hands to this

Cause I came too far

For me to be bouswar

It's a Bently to you, to me it's a blue car

So Branson pass me a jar

Cause these cats done went too far

One phone call send two cars

And still get searched by security gua