DIDDY DOUBLE DARE YA (SPOTLIGHT VERSION) Lyrics

Iddy biddy filthy Diddy yo get down to the nitty gritty

An' the question is Didnee or Diddy do-it ?

Depends who you rappin' to if yo' ask me

Diddy ain't got shit on me so yeah Diddy Didit

Even Fiddy knows Diddy but Diddy ain't squealin'

Fiddy way too witty for that little gritty Diddy

Anyways Fiddy got his own dittys goin'

He don't need no Diddy de de de de deee

Diddy mixin' wid ya spiffy Twitty committee

He too girly for Fiddy an' Fiddy he ain't silly

Fiddy just chillin' hangin' wid da Fiddy's Crew an' Kitty

So yo question still in the flow: Diddy or Diddnee do-it?

He got Jiggy widdit folks call it Jiggly Fiddly Jiggly Jiggly Diddy

Not so witty 'cause he don't want da Titty

He like da Dicky—Whaaaaat?

Tha big Diddy doin' Doggy yeah he's dodgey

Damn did I say Doggy? Whaaaaat?

Yo no not tha Doggy yo

Yo trippin'' yo don't go thinkin' I mean Doggy yo

Yo he only got time fo' Spliffy

No time for Puffin' Diddy Whaaaaat?

Oh damn yo know what I mean I didn't mean dat

Yo know wad I mean yo I didn't do it—Diddy did it

Diddy Diddit not Puff an' Doggy

Anyway reality is if it's true

Doggy does Puff yo not the other way - fo' shizz

Doggy only puffs spliffy not a filthy Puff Diddy

That's why Diddy don't use Puff no mo'

'Cause Doggy at the door said "Yo trippin' doin' all dat stuff"

"Don't call me Dog no mo' an' yo don't use Puff"

"I like Puff not yo P Diddy Puff's ma stuff ma HR muffy Puff" out ya'll

So Diddy did it no mo' Puff 'cause Doggy was talkin' tough - 'Ruff-Ruff'

Gonna get up in all ma picky stuff so he Did-dit

Tamed the Doggy wid a Quid pro Quo yo

No mo' Puff yo yo yo so he kept doin' Diddy

Diddy in da city yo he do-it on the fly doin' it wid style

Diddy got a wing-man was a 'Diddy Duo'

Lucky he wasn't 'Ex-communicado'

'Cause it's the King of Pop's number one yo

Diddy was shoppin' an' he got him

Then he crossed him left the King of Pop

In a sticky jam of 'Sodom' - 'Stop'

Diddy worked it and twerked it round a round about

Right in the plan paint him a Kiddy fiddle man

What a waste Ditty what the Fuck man!? 'Oh damn'

Erybody cashin' in on Diddy's master plan

Claimin' the crown the new King 'cause Diddy got the 'Cams of Sin'

All the porn in place ready or not- 'The Diddy Partay Scam'

At the Diddy city crib all laced up—'Bam'

We 'aight got Diddy cams hiddin' 'erywhere

Gonna taint the Kiddy Fiddlers extort 'em for tha riches

Go to the island dream with his Jeffy blowin' steam yep-steem

A paradise of wet dreams for a Fiddy-fiddy split-see

Many ready platinum plan Diddy was a little lippy

Dirty slippy pippy didn't wanna quit it

Double down yo Diddy double dare dit

After erey deal yo' break an' erey step yo' fake

But Diddy do-it? I dunno but if the 'Ditty don't fit yo' must acquit'

an' if the 'beat don't hit - then Diddy did-dit'

Yo and that's the nitty gritty 'bout that filthy

shitty creepy lil Diddy

The fame the shame the game all in flames

Diddy was the playr now jus a name.