You gonna believe me now though


Tryin· to get up in your mind in your body your spirit


Take your soul




[Chorus:]


Come here girl


Let me creep in your world


Let me see the backside of your moon


No Vickies only La Perl-a


Let me take you to Indonesia


Where nobody can reach us


There·s no need to take your phone


·Cause you far away from home


Baby let me be your tour guide


I·m your burger


You my fries




[Diddy:]


Run through sets


Come through sets


Chicks hypnotized by my 1, 2 steps


I·m way too fresh


So complex


Niggas try to predict what I·m gonna do next


Let·s get the party started


Far from a motherfuckin· starving artist


Got something to prove


Don·t talk it, walk it


My niggas outside on them walkie talkies


Pop that trunk


Pass that dutch


Let·s get crunk


Baby don·t play dumb


Baby don·t say none


It·s on me


Louie 13 and the Cris on me


Dimes wall to wall in the VIP


The age don·t mean a thing


I ain·t Chi Ali


I bring them out with no ID


Them boys they bring them out like I·m T.I.P.




[Chorus:]


Come here girl


Let me creep in your world


Let me see the backside of your moon


No Vickies only La Perl-a


Let me take you to Indonesia


Where nobody can reach us


There·s no need to take your phone


·Cause you far away from home


Baby let me be your tour guide


I·m your burger


You my fries




[Twista:]


Ready for action when I attack on the track


And I flat up a sac on strap on the Cadillac and the glove


Could call me when you start shit with the ambassador of New York and the queen of the Chi


And I·m backing her up


Flow be ugly but it·s a beautiful thing


Aluminum rings


Get money like I·m moving dem thangs


I got connects in every section


When I·m up in the hood


Chain looking so nasty all the bitches going uhhh


Heard they wanna get me


But I got my guns cocked


I·m dirty ridin 30 somethin· cocked like Yung Joc


I·m the talk of the town


Lettin· off 50 rounds


Meet me in a circle everybody it·s goin down


Give you Hpnotiq to get you erotic


And then I take you somewhere exotic


Where we can blow chronic


A full clip for a lil drama


You know I ain·t a hoe


Snap yo bitch


Come here lil mama you know you wanna go




Shawnna:]


I·m from the city wit nothing pretty


And everybody know


I spit a flow to get up with Diddy


And now we finna blow


Niggas in the hood show me love


I·m the girl


Pimp tight let my mink hang down to the floor


Pardon me if I gotta be a boss bitch


I don·t give a fuck what it cost bitch


I floss big whips


I floss big chains


I talk big shit


·Cause I·m got big thangs


Now what you wanna do


You betta not step


Now nigga move back


Let me catch my breath


Bring it, bring it back to the floor


So sick with an ass so fat


It·s Shawnna, Twis· & Diddy with Tim on the track


You know it gotta be tint with 20·s on the llac, ahhhh


I see ·em looking at me like what·s up


But I·ma sit low ïn the cutttt