Jim Jones: What you been drankin on

[P. Diddy Talkin Intro]Dipset motherfuckas Jha Jha, Jim Jones, Paul Wall....they call me Diddy Yall motherfuckas must have lost yall mind AHHH!!!! [Hook - Jha Jha][2x]What u been drankin on What u been sippin on What got u bumpin in the funk wit all that gator on [1x]Cuz u aint drunk hoe U aint drunk hoe U aint ridin u aint live u aint drunk hoe [Verse 1 - Jha Jha]I was up in the club vibin, sippin on sizzurp vibin Gettin a lil flow fo' my man wanna just slow to the jamz these girls wanna start wylin They gots to start trippin, they got the crowd listenin, U know the type wanna get into a fight when it's light them chiks just need attention They playin "Get from Round", im sayin get from round me If u spill that drink on my brand new mink imma split every bitch that's round me We can buck if u want to Im the type that'll give u what u want boo Yall chicks cant stand me I bet a bunch of Gees, just wait til' I bust to the roof [Hook - P. Diddy][1x]Cuz u aint drunk nigga U aint drunk nigga Til' that sizzurp and henny is in yo cup nigga [1x]What u been sippin on? What u been hittin on? U see them chicks in Bakinies we spillin Chrisses on [Verse 2 - P. Diddy](Call me Diddy) Lets ride that out Stop that talk outside your mouth I'll put guys outside your house We the hottest in the south Badboy, Dipset Baby girl, get ya lips wet Maybach like that shoffa Money aint to far from Oprah's U should've seen what I paid my shoffer It's e-nuff to buy u a roster This toaster, supposed to, take u on a rollercoaster U aint poppin like Diddy baby, Im rockin wit Diddy baby The Drops is terrific kid, the watches cost 80 mothafucka... [Hook - Jim Jones][1x]What U been drinkin on Who U been smokin with What got U actin all silly doin stupid shit [1x]Cuz U aint drunk nigga U little fuck nigga U aint bad, U's a fagg, U aint tough nigga [Verse 3 - Jim Jones]Yall Know the deal, Long arm shirt dont show the steal Ski mask when we gone to kill We blast and U know we will We dont mash just olds-mobiles Ride to ya block slow as hell Look for U fucks than unload the shells, A nigga get caught than please post bell G's up to my homies in jail Know how it be that lonley S.L. Full of turf that smokey S.L. U cookin it than u goin to hell Im witta bitch in the front seat holdin the steal Doc, Im so foreal Move the candy ring to get the candycane, For them pretty Range Rova wheels [Hook - Paul Wall][1x]What U been sippin on? Whats in that white cup? It's that memphissing, co-dean, not purple tub! [1x]Cuz U aint leanin bitch U aint co-deanin bitch That cup and money, U aint high, U aint sleepy bitch [Verse 3 - Paul Wall]Cock the 4, hold the duce Mix the sprite made a juice Prepare to lean off that co-dean Prescription call it syrup gettin ya loose White cup that's full of that oil Texas T we call it drank Sittin sidewayz on them 4's lavish drippin wet candy paint Who's the man, who's the G Houston southside 7 1 3 Im on the block that we call south-lee Sippin oil with the thugs and G's Paul Wall what U know about me Im on the grind and Im slangin leash When I mix the sprite wit this sizzurp I'll show U how to make a sprite remix [Music Fades As P. Diddy talkin......] Dipset, BadBoy, Jim Jones, Jah Jah, Paul Wall... They call me diddy!...Harlem ''stand up'' Dirty South ''stand up'', ''Midwest stand up'' Westcoast ''stand up''....Yeaah... (Come On, Come On)[Fades Out....]