GSO Phat, Boosie Badazz – Diddy Bop Lyrics

 

Diddy Bop Lyrics GSO Phat & Boosie Badazz

Diddy Bop Lyrics

 

Diddy Bop Lyrics by GSO Phat & Boosie Badazz

 

I’m finna turn up tonight
I pour my four up in my Sprite
I’m finna rock out in this bitch, I’m goin’ dumb
And we goin’ up, up tonight
I get to buckin’ left to right
I got them youngins in this bitch screamin’, “Red Rum”

Shit, I can’t even dance but I can buck and do my Diddy bop
I can’t even dance but I can buck and do my Diddy bop
Shit, I can’t even move but I can jigg and do my Diddy bop
I can’t even move but I can jigg and do my Diddy bop

Bitch, I’m goin’ up, up, up, up tonight, ay
Bitch, I’m goin’ up, up, up, up tonight, ay
Bitch, I’m goin’ up, up, up, up tonight, ay
Bitch, I’m goin’ up, up, up, up tonight, ay

We rockin’ in this bitch because we poppin’ in this bitch
I see she bouncin’ on that floor but can she bounce up on this dick?
I like the way she throw it back, I know she rockin’ with the clique
No, I ain’t worried about her man ’cause I’ll drop him with the stick
I can’t chill because I’m rollin’ off them pills
I got the gang up in this bitch and you know that we rockin’ out
And I’ma keep it real, you better not go with you move when I’m out
Because my youngins pullin’ up and hoppin’ out to kill somethin’
Bitch, I roll with youngins, they gon’ drill somethin’
I ain’t talkin’ football but gloved up, ready to field somethin’
Lit, bitch, you know I’m dumb, my uncle old but still gon’ peel somethin’
Ain’t talkin’ lace front but my young n**** he gon’ wig somethin’

Shit, I can’t even dance but I can buck and do my Diddy bop
I can’t even dance but I can buck and do my Diddy bop
Shit, I can’t even move but I can jigg and do my Diddy bop
I can’t even move but I can jigg and do my Diddy bop

Bitch, I’m goin’ up, up, up, up tonight, ay
Bitch, I’m goin’ up, up, up, up tonight, ay
Bitch, I’m goin’ up, up, up, up tonight, ay
Bitch, I’m goin’ up, up, up, up tonight, ay

Bitch, I’m from Baton Rouge, you know I’m gon’ do my Diddy
I ain’t steppin’ in this bitch if I can’t bring my 50
If I hit you nine times you ain’t gon’ make it like 50
I got mob ties with me we go up, up, up, up, up, up
I can’t even dance but I can Diddy, Diddy, Diddy
Hundred grand in my pants, I’m that n**** n****
My n**** came home, he stuntin’, he ridin’ chrome
We blowin’ exotic zones, tonight we goin’ up
Ten thousand pretty ones, turn it up (We goin’ up)
Everybody got guns, n**** what? (We goin’ up)
On my Chi town shit, ready to stretch a bitch
Bad bitch, ass thick, we goin’ up, Texas shit
Mixin’ liquor, mixin’ liquor
I ain’t trippin’, mane, I’m goin’ up
Off the bottle, off the bottle
We don’t give a fuck, we really livin’ like that
I got two red bones kissin’ in the back

Bitch, I’m goin’ up, up, up, up tonight, ay
Bitch, I’m goin’ up, up, up, up tonight, ay
Bitch, I’m goin’ up, up, up, up tonight, ay
Bitch, I’m goin’ up, up, up, up tonight, ay