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  • [Hook: Diddy]
  • You could go to any hood, bet they know me
  • Rose gold pinky ring; master Rollie
  • Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
  • I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
  • Big homie, big homie, big homie, big homie
  • Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
  • I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
  • [Verse 1: Diddy]
  • I'm winnin' for the new *****, she was stunting
  • That ***** got a paper tag and it's a hundred
  • My bellman call me Sir Combs, I'm Richard Drummond
  • My Rolls Royce spray cologne, the fragrance money
  • It's Bad Boys Records, *****, you know I run it
  • Ciroc Amaretto coming, them *****es love it
  • I show up with my jewelry on and never doubt it
  • You show up with your jewelry on and leave without it
  • [Hook: Diddy]
  • You could go to any hood, bet they know me
  • Rose gold pinky ring; master Rollie
  • Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
  • I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
  • Big homie, big homie, big homie, big homie
  • Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
  • I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
  • [Verse 2: Diddy]
  • Diddy go to any hood, big Rollie
  • Top down on any block, niggas know me
  • The only one that's topping Forbes, I'm gettin' lonely
  • See us out here racing yachts like ''***** the police''
  • Bugatti swerving lane to lane, we getting money
  • Once promoter say my name, fly *****es coming
  • These ratchet *****es love a nigga so cough your chick in
  • More 80's than the 80's, nigga, I'm money mention
  • I'm money mention
  • [Hook: Diddy]
  • You could go to any hood, bet they know me
  • Rose gold pinky ring; master Rollie
  • Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
  • I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
  • Big homie, big homie, big homie, big homie
  • Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
  • I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
  • [Verse 3: Rick Ross]
  • My *****es get the Christians, nigga, and Giuseppe
  • My *****es get the Berkin, nigga, they hold the weapons
  • My *****es get the Range Rovers, that's for affection
  • My *****es get the realest nigga, she's my reflection
  • I make my *****es traffic dope, that's my profession
  • She swallow dope and looking pregnant, time for c-section
  • Thank God your pockets where I'm from, here block, they bless us
  • 50 mill a meter drum, go get them stretchers
  • Get them stretchers
  • [Hook: Diddy]
  • You could go to any hood, bet they know me
  • Rose gold pinky ring; master Rollie
  • Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
  • I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
  • Big homie, big homie, big homie, big homie
  • Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
  • I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie

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