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NO DIDDY Video (MV)




Performed By: Longmoneyscoot
Language: English
Length: 1:20
Written by: Sean Johnson




Longmoneyscoot - NO DIDDY Lyrics
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Last time I trust a bitch, she got off on me
Juggin with my brothers, I don't need no f*ckin' sauce
Buddies, playing roles, to bust pints, I then coughed on em
I think I'm Bishop Don Juan I'm pimpin', bitches, just to walk for me
Bro swinging, stick with a button on it like a Wii remote
Niggas say they did the shit I did, but he ain't seen it though
My hoodie still smellin' like his bitch cause the cleaner closed
Found my favorite strain, told the grower send 23 of those
The Weight up on my shoulders, just feel like the world, but I walk lite
Four lines of Trish, 880, for a tall, sprite
Dunkin' on these niggas, since a Jit, I'm like Like Mike
Learned from my unc dont touch the dog, that bitch might bite
I ain't Walmart, I be snappin' on my clientele
Hatin' ass nigga, talking down, cause he goin' stale
Want me out the way, cause I don't play, I'm like Raja Bell
Head first, came out with a medal, I'm like Michael Phelps
Sauce leaked, then it's goin' down, just like 9-11
Trunk full of iPads, and macbooks to the highest Bidder
Momma raised a legend, all these losses, she ain't raise a quitter
Niggas switch teams for shit at all, he like Dame Lillard
Real member The day, I get some traction, I'ma bring my niggas
Got right, doin' a lot of wrong, pray God forgive us
Niggas bitches actin' like the hoes, call him Caitlyn Jenner
Shot a old Russian chopper, broke the wood, almost got a splinter
My young Bulls love me, I put em in position, No DIDDY
And I get em up there
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English

Last time I trust a bitch, she got off on me
Juggin with my brothers, I don't need no f*ckin' sauce
Buddies, playing roles, to bust pints, I then coughed on em
I think I'm Bishop Don Juan I'm pimpin', bitches, just to walk for me
Bro swinging, stick with a button on it like a Wii remote
Niggas say they did the shit I did, but he ain't seen it though
My hoodie still smellin' like his bitch cause the cleaner closed
Found my favorite strain, told the grower send 23 of those
The Weight up on my shoulders, just feel like the world, but I walk lite
Four lines of Trish, 880, for a tall, sprite
Dunkin' on these niggas, since a Jit, I'm like Like Mike
Learned from my unc dont touch the dog, that bitch might bite
I ain't Walmart, I be snappin' on my clientele
Hatin' ass nigga, talking down, cause he goin' stale
Want me out the way, cause I don't play, I'm like Raja Bell
Head first, came out with a medal, I'm like Michael Phelps
Sauce leaked, then it's goin' down, just like 9-11
Trunk full of iPads, and macbooks to the highest Bidder
Momma raised a legend, all these losses, she ain't raise a quitter
Niggas switch teams for shit at all, he like Dame Lillard
Real member The day, I get some traction, I'ma bring my niggas
Got right, doin' a lot of wrong, pray God forgive us
Niggas bitches actin' like the hoes, call him Caitlyn Jenner
Shot a old Russian chopper, broke the wood, almost got a splinter
My young Bulls love me, I put em in position, No DIDDY
And I get em up there
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Writer: Sean Johnson
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