Diddy Bop

Uh 2 step in this bitch with her With a bad bitch We just come to bop Sippin brown getting lit Haters to the back We aint frontin on shit I diddy bop I don’t milly rock I don’t dance with them bands I just diddy bop Hunnit grams ona scale That’s a dilly pop Cirocs in my chain So I diddy bop Foot work Check the 2 step I’m just tryna secondline On a cruise ship Rebirth Hot 8 Or the Stooges Ima blow that gas Like a tuba She know I’m winning Them niggas losers Jumped out a hell cat Hopped on a cougar Young nigga She don’t know what ima do her D boy I dun sold game to her Whole thang cheap If the whole gang eat The bag came first And them hoes came free The sauce by default My diddy bop clean I dun spent 5 hundred On these billionaire jeans I diddy bop I don’t milly rock I don’t dance with them bands I just diddy bop Hunnit grams ona scale That’s a dilly pop Cirocs in my chain So I diddy bop Henny in her cup She gone let a nigga f*ck Fresh pradas And fresh product What you need I got it Nobody got us Posted on the corner Stop signs couldn’t stop us Bron Bron can’t stop us Got shooters like the warriors With the rocket in my left I shoot like James Harden Ina trenches I’m the hardest I be really balling I was in it 4 quarters You can tell by my diddy bop I’m from New Orleans Young swanging on anybody Choppa sing on any block Make a nigga milly rock Free my brotha nem Yeah they know I got the city locked I was smuggling in and out Cause they city hot I diddy bop I don’t milly rock I don’t dance with them bands I just diddy bop Hunnit grams ona scale That’s a dilly pop Cirocs in my chain So I diddy bop Respect a nigga mind I like to shine I get flyer than Tony Hawk Cause I had to grind Chicken and waffles They thinking it’s breakfast time Check my diddy bop I’m doing extra fine Gave the plug a extra ticket Paid a extra fine Told him it’s all love Cause ima get mine Mean time I’m clocking like C4 Counting that cash money Just f*ck with my ego I don’t f*ck with niggas Cause they f*ck with them people And I don’t f*ck them bitches That be fuckin the opp niggas I get to the bag And stay on the d low Cirocs in my watch She feeling my diddy bop I diddy bop I don’t milly rock I don’t dance with them bands I just diddy bop Hunnit grams ona scale That’s a dilly pop Cirocs in my chain So I diddy bop