[Diddy]
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.