Letras:
P Diddy Do You Like It Do You Want It

what you want, huh [P.Diddy] (I?m gonna give this all up for you, Shorty) [Fabolous] Now what you want, huh Now what you want, huh, huh, huh [Fabolous

you but girl they can make a perfume from the scent of you I wanna take you away for like June and December to so what you think about cancun till

that muthafuckin' N.W.A. I got a lot of love fo' Dre No Dre beats on da Album But it ain't no love loss nigga, thats ma nigga We do it fo' da muthafuckin

You Out", so I'm a do it The South gon' love it - chop it {SCREW IT} Slow it down, then bring it back up G-G-G U-NO! Nigga, it's Young Buck! [Verse 7

right up under me dog And it feel like I done it before Sit in the throne pollutin the airwaves like a hummer exhaust Don't let Makavelli fool you homey thuggin it

them artists dissed on that P. Diddy show. I can hit you with the scope or [gunshot] hit you with some coke boy {HA! } Make sure you hit me back soon

you won't be able to tell If it's two pairs or it's one It's just gonna feel like so many feet kicking you You'd think Nike just made these into cleats

you won't be able to tell If it's two pairs or it's one It's just gonna feel like so many feet kicking you You'd think Nike just made these into cleats

bombs like a taliban Halala we gettin arab money u want this hook you gon' pay dat money save dat money give it to my kids, ill take that hundred give