[{"id":22108127,"name":"Dums Dums","trackName":"Dums Dums","artistName":"Das EFX","albumName":"Das EFX","duration":233.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\nAiyo peep it, can you keep it down while I rock\nTick tock about this chick around the block?\nShe was high host, to the most hostess, no boastin'\nBack in '85, she was live, yo no jokin'\nA real go-getter, didn't try and sweat her\nFifteen years old and she was pushin' a jetter\nShe had loot, moms and pops dukes had the bankin'\nShe walked around school and the stunt would act stankin'\nBitch, young Miss, only dated older fellas\nMy slang couldn't hang, no thang, I wasn't jealous of her\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\nOh yeah, where was I? Bustin', now I'm ready\nNow it's '87 and Miss Thing is goin' steady\nShe was schoolin', chillin' 'cos her man was makin' papers\nTellin all her friends that these niggas caught the vapors\nHe found her, phoned her, then yo we boned her\nSoon came a smack then he act like he owned her\nHe used her, 'bused her, fractured her wrist\nThen the Tommy got slapped behind her back gettin' dissed\nI was buggin', 'nuff on the stuff that I was seein'\nBut that's how it goes for the hoes when they're bein'\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\nAiyo mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on my dresser\nRemember that chick Loretta, back in the days I used ta sweat her\nI wanted to smoke the boots, troop, it didn't matter\nShe was kickin' it to my man Stan who's livin' phatter\nThan me, hops, chillin' in my hoodie and my Reebok's\nNow she's in a jam 'cos, Stan was slangin' rocks, but\nLook at me now, honey, 'cos this the morning after\nI'm yapper, a nappy-headed undaground rappa\nWord to mom dukes, she was suits so I took her to my show\nJust to show my niggas that the hooker was\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\nAh the show was phat, now it's back to the room, G\nYo mirror, this is where Loretta tried to do me\nMy neck was on her tongue, Ep's was gettin' swung\nKrayz was gettin' biz with the friend that she brung\nThen she took it upon herself to let me know she's in the mood-a\nThen she licked her boot-a, oh shoot-a, I screwed her\nI showed her, I rolled her, from here to North Dakota\nI gangbanged the boots like a Brooklyn troop oughta\nI stuck it in her backwards, bust a nut, she was starvin'\nSo I pushed in the bush 'til those lips started partin', but she was\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dums Dums\n  artist: Das EFX\n  album: Das EFX\n  duration_ms: 233000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n  Aiyo peep it, can you keep it down while I rock\n  Tick tock about this chick around the block?\n  She was high host, to the most hostess, no boastin'\n  Back in '85, she was live, yo no jokin'\n  A real go-getter, didn't try and sweat her\n  Fifteen years old and she was pushin' a jetter\n  She had loot, moms and pops dukes had the bankin'\n  She walked around school and the stunt would act stankin'\n  Bitch, young Miss, only dated older fellas\n  My slang couldn't hang, no thang, I wasn't jealous of her\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n  Oh yeah, where was I? Bustin', now I'm ready\n  Now it's '87 and Miss Thing is goin' steady\n  She was schoolin', chillin' 'cos her man was makin' papers\n  Tellin all her friends that these niggas caught the vapors\n  He found her, phoned her, then yo we boned her\n  Soon came a smack then he act like he owned her\n  He used her, 'bused her, fractured her wrist\n  Then the Tommy got slapped behind her back gettin' dissed\n  I was buggin', 'nuff on the stuff that I was seein'\n  But that's how it goes for the hoes when they're bein'\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n  Aiyo mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on my dresser\n  Remember that chick Loretta, back in the days I used ta sweat her\n  I wanted to smoke the boots, troop, it didn't matter\n  She was kickin' it to my man Stan who's livin' phatter\n  Than me, hops, chillin' in my hoodie and my Reebok's\n  Now she's in a jam 'cos, Stan was slangin' rocks, but\n  Look at me now, honey, 'cos this the morning after\n  I'm yapper, a nappy-headed undaground rappa\n  Word to mom dukes, she was suits so I took her to my show\n  Just to show my niggas that the hooker was\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n  Ah the show was phat, now it's back to the room, G\n  Yo mirror, this is where Loretta tried to do me\n  My neck was on her tongue, Ep's was gettin' swung\n  Krayz was gettin' biz with the friend that she brung\n  Then she took it upon herself to let me know she's in the mood-a\n  Then she licked her boot-a, oh shoot-a, I screwed her\n  I showed her, I rolled her, from here to North Dakota\n  I gangbanged the boots like a Brooklyn troop oughta\n  I stuck it in her backwards, bust a nut, she was starvin'\n  So I pushed in the bush 'til those lips started partin', but she was\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n"},{"id":9325420,"name":"Dums Dums","trackName":"Dums Dums","artistName":"Das EFX","albumName":"The Very Best Of Das EFX","duration":233.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\nAiyo peep it, can you keep it down while I rock\nTick tock about this chick around the block?\nShe was high host, to the most hostess, no boastin'\nBack in '85, she was live, yo no jokin'\nA real go-getter, didn't try and sweat her\nFifteen years old and she was pushin' a jetter\nShe had loot, moms and pops dukes had the bankin'\nShe walked around school and the stunt would act stankin'\nBitch, young Miss, only dated older fellas\nMy slang couldn't hang, no thang, I wasn't jealous of her\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\nOh yeah, where was I? Bustin', now I'm ready\nNow it's '87 and Miss Thing is goin' steady\nShe was schoolin', chillin' 'cos her man was makin' papers\nTellin all her friends that these niggas caught the vapors\nHe found her, phoned her, then yo we boned her\nSoon came a smack then he act like he owned her\nHe used her, 'bused her, fractured her wrist\nThen the Tommy got slapped behind her back gettin' dissed\nI was buggin', 'nuff on the stuff that I was seein'\nBut that's how it goes for the hoes when they're bein'\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\nAiyo mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on my dresser\nRemember that chick Loretta, back in the days I used ta sweat her\nI wanted to smoke the boots, troop, it didn't matter\nShe was kickin' it to my man Stan who's livin' phatter\nThan me, hops, chillin' in my hoodie and my Reebok's\nNow she's in a jam 'cos, Stan was slangin' rocks, but\nLook at me now, honey, 'cos this the morning after\nI'm yapper, a nappy-headed undaground rappa\nWord to mom dukes, she was suits so I took her to my show\nJust to show my niggas that the hooker was\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\nAh the show was phat, now it's back to the room, G\nYo mirror, this is where Loretta tried to do me\nMy neck was on her tongue, Ep's was gettin' swung\nKrayz was gettin' biz with the friend that she brung\nThen she took it upon herself to let me know she's in the mood-a\nThen she licked her boot-a, oh shoot-a, I screwed her\nI showed her, I rolled her, from here to North Dakota\nI gangbanged the boots like a Brooklyn troop oughta\nI stuck it in her backwards, bust a nut, she was starvin'\nSo I pushed in the bush 'til those lips started partin', but she was\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dums Dums\n  artist: Das EFX\n  album: The Very Best Of Das EFX\n  duration_ms: 233000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n  Aiyo peep it, can you keep it down while I rock\n  Tick tock about this chick around the block?\n  She was high host, to the most hostess, no boastin'\n  Back in '85, she was live, yo no jokin'\n  A real go-getter, didn't try and sweat her\n  Fifteen years old and she was pushin' a jetter\n  She had loot, moms and pops dukes had the bankin'\n  She walked around school and the stunt would act stankin'\n  Bitch, young Miss, only dated older fellas\n  My slang couldn't hang, no thang, I wasn't jealous of her\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n  Oh yeah, where was I? Bustin', now I'm ready\n  Now it's '87 and Miss Thing is goin' steady\n  She was schoolin', chillin' 'cos her man was makin' papers\n  Tellin all her friends that these niggas caught the vapors\n  He found her, phoned her, then yo we boned her\n  Soon came a smack then he act like he owned her\n  He used her, 'bused her, fractured her wrist\n  Then the Tommy got slapped behind her back gettin' dissed\n  I was buggin', 'nuff on the stuff that I was seein'\n  But that's how it goes for the hoes when they're bein'\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n  Aiyo mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on my dresser\n  Remember that chick Loretta, back in the days I used ta sweat her\n  I wanted to smoke the boots, troop, it didn't matter\n  She was kickin' it to my man Stan who's livin' phatter\n  Than me, hops, chillin' in my hoodie and my Reebok's\n  Now she's in a jam 'cos, Stan was slangin' rocks, but\n  Look at me now, honey, 'cos this the morning after\n  I'm yapper, a nappy-headed undaground rappa\n  Word to mom dukes, she was suits so I took her to my show\n  Just to show my niggas that the hooker was\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n  Ah the show was phat, now it's back to the room, G\n  Yo mirror, this is where Loretta tried to do me\n  My neck was on her tongue, Ep's was gettin' swung\n  Krayz was gettin' biz with the friend that she brung\n  Then she took it upon herself to let me know she's in the mood-a\n  Then she licked her boot-a, oh shoot-a, I screwed her\n  I showed her, I rolled her, from here to North Dakota\n  I gangbanged the boots like a Brooklyn troop oughta\n  I stuck it in her backwards, bust a nut, she was starvin'\n  So I pushed in the bush 'til those lips started partin', but she was\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n"},{"id":31134599,"name":"Dum Dums","trackName":"Dum Dums","artistName":"Das EFX","albumName":"Best Of Das EFX","duration":233.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nAiyo peep it, can you keep it down while I rock\nTick tock about this chick around the block?\nShe was high host, to the most hostess, no boastin'\nBack in '85, she was live, yo no jokin'\n\nA real go-getter, didn't try and sweat her\nFifteen years old and she was pushin' a jetter\nShe had loot, moms and pops dukes had the bankin'\nShe walked around school and the stunt would act stankin'\nBitch, young Miss, only dated older fellas\nMy slang couldn't hang, no thang, I wasn't jealous of her\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nOh yeah, where was I? Bustin', now I'm ready\nNow it's '87 and Miss Thing is goin' steady\nShe was schoolin', chillin' 'cos her man was makin' papers\nTellin all her friends that these niggas caught the vapors\n\nHe found her, phoned her, then yo we boned her\nSoon came a smack then he act like he owned her\nHe used her, 'bused her, fractured her wrist\nThen the Tommy got slapped behind her back gettin' dissed\nI was buggin', 'nuff on the stuff that I was seein'\nBut that's how it goes for the hoes when they're bein'\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nAiyo mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on my dresser\nRemember that chick Loretta, back in the days I used ta sweat her\nI wanted to smoke the boots, troop, it didn't matter\nShe was kickin' it to my man Stan who's livin' phatter\n\nThan me, hops, chillin' in my hoodie and my Reebok's\nNow she's in a jam 'cos, Stan was slangin' rocks, but\nLook at me now, honey, 'cos this the morning after\nI'm yapper, a nappy-headed undaground rappa\nWord to mom dukes, she was suits so I took her to my show\nJust to show my niggas that the hooker was\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nAh the show was phat, now it's back to the room, G\nYo mirror, this is where Loretta tried to do me\nMy neck was on her tongue, Ep's was gettin' swung\nKrayz was gettin' biz with the friend that she brung\n\nThen she took it upon herself to let me know she's in the mood-a\nThen she licked her boot-a, oh shoot-a, I screwed her\nI showed her, I rolled her, from here to North Dakota\nI gangbanged the boots like a Brooklyn troop oughta\nI stuck it in her backwards, bust a nut, she was starvin'\nSo I pushed in the bush 'til those lips started partin', but she was\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.68] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:04.83] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:05.33] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:08.98] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:09.96] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:14.12] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:14.67] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:19.02] (Dum dum)\n[00:20.17] Aiyo peep it, can you keep it down while I rock\n[00:22.90] Tick tock about this chick around the block?\n[00:25.47] She was high host, to the most hostess, no boastin'\n[00:28.03] Back in '85, she was live, yo no jokin'\n[00:30.66] A real go-getter, didn't try and sweat her\n[00:33.26] Fifteen years old and she was pushin' a jetter\n[00:35.81] She had loot, moms and pops dukes had the bankin'\n[00:38.39] She walked around school and the stunt would act stankin'\n[00:40.93] Bitch, young Miss, only dated older fellas\n[00:43.42] My slang couldn't hang, no thang, I wasn't jealous of her\n[00:46.57] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:50.22] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:51.43] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:55.34] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:56.23] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:00.49] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[01:01.39] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:05.50] (Dum dum)\n[01:06.66] Oh yeah, where was I? Bustin', now I'm ready\n[01:09.56] Now it's '87 and Miss Thing is goin' steady\n[01:12.03] She was schoolin', chillin' 'cos her man was makin' papers\n[01:14.55] Tellin all her friends that these niggas caught the vapors\n[01:17.14] He found her, phoned her, then yo we boned her\n[01:19.92] Soon came a smack then he act like he owned her\n[01:22.47] He used her, 'bused her, fractured her wrist\n[01:24.98] Then the Tommy got slapped behind her back gettin' dissed\n[01:27.40] I was buggin', 'nuff on the stuff that I was seein'\n[01:30.04] But that's how it goes for the hoes when they're bein'\n[01:32.70] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:36.57] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[01:38.46] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:41.97] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[01:43.77] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:46.93] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[01:48.40] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:51.93] (Dum dum)\n[01:53.00] Aiyo mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on my dresser\n[01:56.02] Remember that chick Loretta, back in the days I used ta sweat her\n[01:58.43] I wanted to smoke the boots, troop, it didn't matter\n[02:00.84] She was kickin' it to my man Stan who's livin' phatter\n[02:03.24] Than me, hops, chillin' in my hoodie and my Reebok's\n[02:06.11] Now she's in a jam 'cos, Stan was slangin' rocks, but\n[02:08.96] Look at me now, honey, 'cos this the morning after\n[02:11.58] I'm yapper, a nappy-headed undaground rappa\n[02:14.06] Word to mom dukes, she was suits so I took her to my show\n[02:16.89] Just to show my niggas that the hooker was\n[02:19.67] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[02:23.16] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[02:25.08] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[02:28.34] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[02:29.82] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[02:33.72] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[02:34.88] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[02:38.48] (Dum dum)\n[02:39.64] Ah the show was phat, now it's back to the room, G\n[02:42.47] Yo mirror, this is where Loretta tried to do me\n[02:44.75] My neck was on her tongue, Ep's was gettin' swung\n[02:47.34] Krayz was gettin' biz with the friend that she brung\n[02:49.90] Then she took it upon herself to let me know she's in the mood-a\n[02:52.66] Then she licked her boot-a, oh shoot-a, I screwed her\n[02:55.91] I showed her, I rolled her, from here to North Dakota\n[02:57.87] I gangbanged the boots like a Brooklyn troop oughta\n[03:00.33] I stuck it in her backwards, bust a nut, she was starvin'\n[03:03.08] So I pushed in the bush 'til those lips started partin', but she was\n[03:06.91] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[03:09.54] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[03:10.92] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[03:14.91] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[03:16.46] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[03:20.36] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[03:21.65] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[03:25.31] (Dum dum)\n[03:26.47] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[03:30.02] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[03:31.89] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[03:35.43] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[03:36.42] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[03:40.67] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[03:41.49] 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Bustin', now I'm ready\nNow it's '87 and Miss Thing is goin' steady\nShe was schoolin', chillin' 'cos her man was makin' papers\nTellin all her friends that these niggas caught the vapors\n\nHe found her, phoned her, then yo we boned her\nSoon came a smack then he act like he owned her\nHe used her, 'bused her, fractured her wrist\nThen the Tommy got slapped behind her back gettin' dissed\nI was buggin', 'nuff on the stuff that I was seein'\nBut that's how it goes for the hoes when they're bein'\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nAiyo mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on my dresser\nRemember that chick Loretta, back in the days I used ta sweat her\nI wanted to smoke the boots, troop, it didn't matter\nShe was kickin' it to my man Stan who's livin' phatter\n\nThan me, hops, chillin' in my hoodie and my Reebok's\nNow she's in a jam 'cos, Stan was slangin' rocks, but\nLook at me now, honey, 'cos this the morning after\nI'm yapper, a nappy-headed undaground rappa\nWord to mom dukes, she was suits so I took her to my show\nJust to show my niggas that the hooker was\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nAh the show was phat, now it's back to the room, G\nYo mirror, this is where Loretta tried to do me\nMy neck was on her tongue, Ep's was gettin' swung\nKrayz was gettin' biz with the friend that she brung\n\nThen she took it upon herself to let me know she's in the mood-a\nThen she licked her boot-a, oh shoot-a, I screwed her\nI showed her, I rolled her, from here to North Dakota\nI gangbanged the boots like a Brooklyn troop oughta\nI stuck it in her backwards, bust a nut, she was starvin'\nSo I pushed in the bush 'til those lips started partin', but she was\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.68] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:04.83] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:05.33] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:08.98] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:09.96] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:14.12] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:14.67] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:19.02] (Dum dum)\n[00:20.17] Aiyo peep it, can you keep it down while I rock\n[00:22.90] Tick tock about this chick around the block?\n[00:25.47] She was high host, to the most hostess, no boastin'\n[00:28.03] Back in '85, she was live, yo no jokin'\n[00:30.66] A real go-getter, didn't try and sweat her\n[00:33.26] Fifteen years old and she was pushin' a jetter\n[00:35.81] She had loot, moms and pops dukes had the bankin'\n[00:38.39] She walked around school and the stunt would act stankin'\n[00:40.93] Bitch, young Miss, only dated older fellas\n[00:43.42] My slang couldn't hang, no thang, I wasn't jealous of her\n[00:46.57] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:50.22] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:51.43] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:55.34] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:56.23] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:00.49] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[01:01.39] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:05.50] (Dum dum)\n[01:06.66] Oh yeah, where was I? Bustin', now I'm ready\n[01:09.56] Now it's '87 and Miss Thing is goin' steady\n[01:12.03] She was schoolin', chillin' 'cos her man was makin' papers\n[01:14.55] Tellin all her friends that these niggas caught the vapors\n[01:17.14] He found her, phoned her, then yo we boned her\n[01:19.92] Soon came a smack then he act like he owned her\n[01:22.47] He used her, 'bused her, fractured her wrist\n[01:24.98] Then the Tommy got slapped behind her back gettin' dissed\n[01:27.40] I was buggin', 'nuff on the stuff that I was seein'\n[01:30.04] But that's how it goes for the hoes when they're bein'\n[01:32.70] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:36.57] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[01:38.46] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:41.97] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[01:43.77] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:46.93] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[01:48.40] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:51.93] (Dum dum)\n[01:53.00] Aiyo mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on my dresser\n[01:56.02] Remember that chick Loretta, back in the days I used ta sweat her\n[01:58.43] I wanted to smoke the boots, troop, it didn't matter\n[02:00.84] She was kickin' it to my man Stan who's livin' phatter\n[02:03.24] Than me, hops, chillin' in my hoodie and my Reebok's\n[02:06.11] Now she's in a jam 'cos, Stan was slangin' rocks, but\n[02:08.96] Look at me now, honey, 'cos this the morning after\n[02:11.58] I'm yapper, a nappy-headed undaground rappa\n[02:14.06] Word to mom dukes, she was suits so I took her to my show\n[02:16.89] Just to show my niggas that the hooker was\n[02:19.67] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[02:23.16] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[02:25.08] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[02:28.34] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[02:29.82] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[02:33.72] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[02:34.88] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[02:38.48] (Dum dum)\n[02:39.64] Ah the show was phat, now it's back to the room, G\n[02:42.47] Yo mirror, this is where Loretta tried to do me\n[02:44.75] My neck was on her tongue, Ep's was gettin' 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Bustin', now I'm ready\nNow it's '87 and Miss Thing is goin' steady\nShe was schoolin', chillin' 'cos her man was makin' papers\nTellin all her friends that these niggas caught the vapors\nHe found her, phoned her, then yo we boned her\nSoon came a smack then he act like he owned her\nHe used her, 'bused her, fractured her wrist\nThen the Tommy got slapped behind her back gettin' dissed\nI was buggin', 'nuff on the stuff that I was seein'\nBut that's how it goes for the hoes when they're bein'\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\nAiyo mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on my dresser\nRemember that chick Loretta, back in the days I used ta sweat her\nI wanted to smoke the boots, troop, it didn't matter\nShe was kickin' it to my man Stan who's livin' phatter\nThan me, hops, chillin' in my hoodie and my Reebok's\nNow she's in a jam 'cos, Stan was slangin' rocks, but\nLook at me now, honey, 'cos this the morning after\nI'm yapper, a nappy-headed undaground rappa\nWord to mom dukes, she was suits so I took her to my show\nJust to show my niggas that the hooker was\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\nAh the show was phat, now it's back to the room, G\nYo mirror, this is where Loretta tried to do me\nMy neck was on her tongue, Ep's was gettin' swung\nKrayz was gettin' biz with the friend that she brung\nThen she took it upon herself to let me know she's in the mood-a\nThen she licked her boot-a, oh shoot-a, I screwed her\nI showed her, I rolled her, from here to North Dakota\nI gangbanged the boots like a Brooklyn troop oughta\nI stuck it in her backwards, bust a nut, she was starvin'\nSo I pushed in the bush 'til those lips started partin', but she was\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dums Dums\n  artist: Das EFX\n  album: Dead Serious\n  duration_ms: 233000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n  Aiyo peep it, can you keep it down while I rock\n  Tick tock about this chick around the block?\n  She was high host, to the most hostess, no boastin'\n  Back in '85, she was live, yo no jokin'\n  A real go-getter, didn't try and sweat her\n  Fifteen years old and she was pushin' a jetter\n  She had loot, moms and pops dukes had the bankin'\n  She walked around school and the stunt would act stankin'\n  Bitch, young Miss, only dated older fellas\n  My slang couldn't hang, no thang, I wasn't jealous of her\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n  Oh yeah, where was I? Bustin', now I'm ready\n  Now it's '87 and Miss Thing is goin' steady\n  She was schoolin', chillin' 'cos her man was makin' papers\n  Tellin all her friends that these niggas caught the vapors\n  He found her, phoned her, then yo we boned her\n  Soon came a smack then he act like he owned her\n  He used her, 'bused her, fractured her wrist\n  Then the Tommy got slapped behind her back gettin' dissed\n  I was buggin', 'nuff on the stuff that I was seein'\n  But that's how it goes for the hoes when they're bein'\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n  Aiyo mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on my dresser\n  Remember that chick Loretta, back in the days I used ta sweat her\n  I wanted to smoke the boots, troop, it didn't matter\n  She was kickin' it to my man Stan who's livin' phatter\n  Than me, hops, chillin' in my hoodie and my Reebok's\n  Now she's in a jam 'cos, Stan was slangin' rocks, but\n  Look at me now, honey, 'cos this the morning after\n  I'm yapper, a nappy-headed undaground rappa\n  Word to mom dukes, she was suits so I took her to my show\n  Just to show my niggas that the hooker was\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n  Ah the show was phat, now it's back to the room, G\n  Yo mirror, this is where Loretta tried to do me\n  My neck was on her tongue, Ep's was gettin' swung\n  Krayz was gettin' biz with the friend that she brung\n  Then she took it upon herself to let me know she's in the mood-a\n  Then she licked her boot-a, oh shoot-a, I screwed her\n  I showed her, I rolled her, from here to North Dakota\n  I gangbanged the boots like a Brooklyn troop oughta\n  I stuck it in her backwards, bust a nut, she was starvin'\n  So I pushed in the bush 'til those lips started partin', but she was\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n"},{"id":9325418,"name":"Dums Dums","trackName":"Dums Dums","artistName":"Das EFX","albumName":"Real Hip-Hop","duration":233.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\nAiyo peep it, can you keep it down while I rock\nTick tock about this chick around the block?\nShe was high host, to the most hostess, no boastin'\nBack in '85, she was live, yo no jokin'\nA real go-getter, didn't try and sweat her\nFifteen years old and she was pushin' a jetter\nShe had loot, moms and pops dukes had the bankin'\nShe walked around school and the stunt would act stankin'\nBitch, young Miss, only dated older fellas\nMy slang couldn't hang, no thang, I wasn't jealous of her\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\nOh yeah, where was I? Bustin', now I'm ready\nNow it's '87 and Miss Thing is goin' steady\nShe was schoolin', chillin' 'cos her man was makin' papers\nTellin all her friends that these niggas caught the vapors\nHe found her, phoned her, then yo we boned her\nSoon came a smack then he act like he owned her\nHe used her, 'bused her, fractured her wrist\nThen the Tommy got slapped behind her back gettin' dissed\nI was buggin', 'nuff on the stuff that I was seein'\nBut that's how it goes for the hoes when they're bein'\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\nAiyo mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on my dresser\nRemember that chick Loretta, back in the days I used ta sweat her\nI wanted to smoke the boots, troop, it didn't matter\nShe was kickin' it to my man Stan who's livin' phatter\nThan me, hops, chillin' in my hoodie and my Reebok's\nNow she's in a jam 'cos, Stan was slangin' rocks, but\nLook at me now, honey, 'cos this the morning after\nI'm yapper, a nappy-headed undaground rappa\nWord to mom dukes, she was suits so I took her to my show\nJust to show my niggas that the hooker was\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\nAh the show was phat, now it's back to the room, G\nYo mirror, this is where Loretta tried to do me\nMy neck was on her tongue, Ep's was gettin' swung\nKrayz was gettin' biz with the friend that she brung\nThen she took it upon herself to let me know she's in the mood-a\nThen she licked her boot-a, oh shoot-a, I screwed her\nI showed her, I rolled her, from here to North Dakota\nI gangbanged the boots like a Brooklyn troop oughta\nI stuck it in her backwards, bust a nut, she was starvin'\nSo I pushed in the bush 'til those lips started partin', but she was\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dums Dums\n  artist: Das EFX\n  album: Real Hip-Hop\n  duration_ms: 233000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n  Aiyo peep it, can you keep it down while I rock\n  Tick tock about this chick around the block?\n  She was high host, to the most hostess, no boastin'\n  Back in '85, she was live, yo no jokin'\n  A real go-getter, didn't try and sweat her\n  Fifteen years old and she was pushin' a jetter\n  She had loot, moms and pops dukes had the bankin'\n  She walked around school and the stunt would act stankin'\n  Bitch, young Miss, only dated older fellas\n  My slang couldn't hang, no thang, I wasn't jealous of her\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n  Oh yeah, where was I? Bustin', now I'm ready\n  Now it's '87 and Miss Thing is goin' steady\n  She was schoolin', chillin' 'cos her man was makin' papers\n  Tellin all her friends that these niggas caught the vapors\n  He found her, phoned her, then yo we boned her\n  Soon came a smack then he act like he owned her\n  He used her, 'bused her, fractured her wrist\n  Then the Tommy got slapped behind her back gettin' dissed\n  I was buggin', 'nuff on the stuff that I was seein'\n  But that's how it goes for the hoes when they're bein'\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n  Aiyo mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on my dresser\n  Remember that chick Loretta, back in the days I used ta sweat her\n  I wanted to smoke the boots, troop, it didn't matter\n  She was kickin' it to my man Stan who's livin' phatter\n  Than me, hops, chillin' in my hoodie and my Reebok's\n  Now she's in a jam 'cos, Stan was slangin' rocks, but\n  Look at me now, honey, 'cos this the morning after\n  I'm yapper, a nappy-headed undaground rappa\n  Word to mom dukes, she was suits so I took her to my show\n  Just to show my niggas that the hooker was\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n  Ah the show was phat, now it's back to the room, G\n  Yo mirror, this is where Loretta tried to do me\n  My neck was on her tongue, Ep's was gettin' swung\n  Krayz was gettin' biz with the friend that she brung\n  Then she took it upon herself to let me know she's in the mood-a\n  Then she licked her boot-a, oh shoot-a, I screwed her\n  I showed her, I rolled her, from here to North Dakota\n  I gangbanged the boots like a Brooklyn troop oughta\n  I stuck it in her backwards, bust a nut, she was starvin'\n  So I pushed in the bush 'til those lips started partin', but she was\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n  Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n  (Dum dum)\n"},{"id":324969,"name":"Dum Dums","trackName":"Dum Dums","artistName":"Das EFX","albumName":"Dead Serious 25th Anniversary","duration":233.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nAiyo peep it, can you keep it down while I rock\nTick tock about this chick around the block?\nShe was high host, to the most hostess, no boastin'\nBack in '85, she was live, yo no jokin'\n\nA real go-getter, didn't try and sweat her\nFifteen years old and she was pushin' a jetter\nShe had loot, moms and pops dukes had the bankin'\nShe walked around school and the stunt would act stankin'\nBitch, young Miss, only dated older fellas\nMy slang couldn't hang, no thang, I wasn't jealous of her\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nOh yeah, where was I? Bustin', now I'm ready\nNow it's '87 and Miss Thing is goin' steady\nShe was schoolin', chillin' 'cos her man was makin' papers\nTellin all her friends that these niggas caught the vapors\n\nHe found her, phoned her, then yo we boned her\nSoon came a smack then he act like he owned her\nHe used her, 'bused her, fractured her wrist\nThen the Tommy got slapped behind her back gettin' dissed\nI was buggin', 'nuff on the stuff that I was seein'\nBut that's how it goes for the hoes when they're bein'\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nAiyo mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on my dresser\nRemember that chick Loretta, back in the days I used ta sweat her\nI wanted to smoke the boots, troop, it didn't matter\nShe was kickin' it to my man Stan who's livin' phatter\n\nThan me, hops, chillin' in my hoodie and my Reebok's\nNow she's in a jam 'cos, Stan was slangin' rocks, but\nLook at me now, honey, 'cos this the morning after\nI'm yapper, a nappy-headed undaground rappa\nWord to mom dukes, she was suits so I took her to my show\nJust to show my niggas that the hooker was\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nAh the show was phat, now it's back to the room, G\nYo mirror, this is where Loretta tried to do me\nMy neck was on her tongue, Ep's was gettin' swung\nKrayz was gettin' biz with the friend that she brung\n\nThen she took it upon herself to let me know she's in the mood-a\nThen she licked her boot-a, oh shoot-a, I screwed her\nI showed her, I rolled her, from here to North Dakota\nI gangbanged the boots like a Brooklyn troop oughta\nI stuck it in her backwards, bust a nut, she was starvin'\nSo I pushed in the bush 'til those lips started partin', but she was\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.68] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:04.83] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:05.33] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:08.98] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:09.96] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:14.12] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:14.67] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:19.02] (Dum dum)\n[00:20.17] Aiyo peep it, can you keep it down while I rock\n[00:22.90] Tick tock about this chick around the block?\n[00:25.47] She was high host, to the most hostess, no boastin'\n[00:28.03] Back in '85, she was live, yo no jokin'\n[00:30.66] A real go-getter, didn't try and sweat her\n[00:33.26] Fifteen years old and she was pushin' a jetter\n[00:35.81] She had loot, moms and pops dukes had the bankin'\n[00:38.39] She walked around school and the stunt would act stankin'\n[00:40.93] Bitch, young Miss, only dated older fellas\n[00:43.42] My slang couldn't hang, no thang, I wasn't jealous of her\n[00:46.57] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:50.22] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:51.43] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:55.34] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:56.23] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:00.49] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[01:01.39] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:05.50] (Dum dum)\n[01:06.66] Oh yeah, where was I? Bustin', now I'm ready\n[01:09.56] Now it's '87 and Miss Thing is goin' steady\n[01:12.03] She was schoolin', chillin' 'cos her man was makin' papers\n[01:14.55] Tellin all her friends that these niggas caught the vapors\n[01:17.14] He found her, phoned her, then yo we boned her\n[01:19.92] Soon came a smack then he act like he owned her\n[01:22.47] He used her, 'bused her, fractured her wrist\n[01:24.98] Then the Tommy got slapped behind her back gettin' dissed\n[01:27.40] I was buggin', 'nuff on the stuff that I was seein'\n[01:30.04] But that's how it goes for the hoes when they're bein'\n[01:32.70] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:36.57] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[01:38.46] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:41.97] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[01:43.77] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:46.93] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[01:48.40] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:51.93] (Dum dum)\n[01:53.00] Aiyo mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on my dresser\n[01:56.02] Remember that chick Loretta, back in the days I used ta sweat her\n[01:58.43] I wanted to smoke the boots, troop, it didn't matter\n[02:00.84] She was kickin' it to my man Stan who's livin' phatter\n[02:03.24] Than me, hops, chillin' in my hoodie and my Reebok's\n[02:06.11] Now she's in a jam 'cos, Stan was slangin' rocks, but\n[02:08.96] Look at me now, honey, 'cos this the morning after\n[02:11.58] I'm yapper, a nappy-headed undaground rappa\n[02:14.06] Word to mom dukes, she was suits so I took her to my show\n[02:16.89] Just to show my niggas that the hooker was\n[02:19.67] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[02:23.16] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[02:25.08] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[02:28.34] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[02:29.82] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[02:33.72] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[02:34.88] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[02:38.48] (Dum dum)\n[02:39.64] Ah the show was phat, now it's back to the room, G\n[02:42.47] Yo mirror, this is where Loretta tried to do me\n[02:44.75] My neck was on her tongue, Ep's was gettin' 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Bustin', now I'm ready\nNow it's '87 and Miss Thing is goin' steady\nShe was schoolin', chillin' 'cos her man was makin' papers\nTellin all her friends that these niggas caught the vapors\n\nHe found her, phoned her, then yo we boned her\nSoon came a smack then he act like he owned her\nHe used her, 'bused her, fractured her wrist\nThen the Tommy got slapped behind her back gettin' dissed\nI was buggin', 'nuff on the stuff that I was seein'\nBut that's how it goes for the hoes when they're bein'\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nAiyo mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on my dresser\nRemember that chick Loretta, back in the days I used ta sweat her\nI wanted to smoke the boots, troop, it didn't matter\nShe was kickin' it to my man Stan who's livin' phatter\n\nThan me, hops, chillin' in my hoodie and my Reebok's\nNow she's in a jam 'cos, Stan was slangin' rocks, but\nLook at me now, honey, 'cos this the morning after\nI'm yapper, a nappy-headed undaground rappa\nWord to mom dukes, she was suits so I took her to my show\nJust to show my niggas that the hooker was\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nAh the show was phat, now it's back to the room, G\nYo mirror, this is where Loretta tried to do me\nMy neck was on her tongue, Ep's was gettin' swung\nKrayz was gettin' biz with the friend that she brung\n\nThen she took it upon herself to let me know she's in the mood-a\nThen she licked her boot-a, oh shoot-a, I screwed her\nI showed her, I rolled her, from here to North Dakota\nI gangbanged the boots like a Brooklyn troop oughta\nI stuck it in her backwards, bust a nut, she was starvin'\nSo I pushed in the bush 'til those lips started partin', but she was\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.68] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:04.83] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:05.33] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:08.98] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:09.96] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:14.12] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:14.67] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:19.02] (Dum dum)\n[00:20.17] Aiyo peep it, can you keep it down while I rock\n[00:22.90] Tick tock about this chick around the block?\n[00:25.47] She was high host, to the most hostess, no boastin'\n[00:28.03] Back in '85, she was live, yo no jokin'\n[00:30.66] A real go-getter, didn't try and sweat her\n[00:33.26] Fifteen years old and she was pushin' a jetter\n[00:35.81] She had loot, moms and pops dukes had the bankin'\n[00:38.39] She walked around school and the stunt would act stankin'\n[00:40.93] Bitch, young Miss, only dated older fellas\n[00:43.42] My slang couldn't hang, no thang, I wasn't jealous of her\n[00:46.57] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:50.22] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:51.43] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:55.34] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:56.23] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:00.49] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[01:01.39] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:05.50] (Dum dum)\n[01:06.66] Oh yeah, where was I? 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Bustin', now I'm ready\nNow it's '87 and Miss Thing is goin' steady\nShe was schoolin', chillin' 'cos her man was makin' papers\nTellin all her friends that these niggas caught the vapors\n\nHe found her, phoned her, then yo we boned her\nSoon came a smack then he act like he owned her\nHe used her, 'bused her, fractured her wrist\nThen the Tommy got slapped behind her back gettin' dissed\nI was buggin', 'nuff on the stuff that I was seein'\nBut that's how it goes for the hoes when they're bein'\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nAiyo mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on my dresser\nRemember that chick Loretta, back in the days I used ta sweat her\nI wanted to smoke the boots, troop, it didn't matter\nShe was kickin' it to my man Stan who's livin' phatter\n\nThan me, hops, chillin' in my hoodie and my Reebok's\nNow she's in a jam 'cos, Stan was slangin' rocks, but\nLook at me now, honey, 'cos this the morning after\nI'm yapper, a nappy-headed undaground rappa\nWord to mom dukes, she was suits so I took her to my show\nJust to show my niggas that the hooker was\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nAh the show was phat, now it's back to the room, G\nYo mirror, this is where Loretta tried to do me\nMy neck was on her tongue, Ep's was gettin' swung\nKrayz was gettin' biz with the friend that she brung\n\nThen she took it upon herself to let me know she's in the mood-a\nThen she licked her boot-a, oh shoot-a, I screwed her\nI showed her, I rolled her, from here to North Dakota\nI gangbanged the boots like a Brooklyn troop oughta\nI stuck it in her backwards, bust a nut, she was starvin'\nSo I pushed in the bush 'til those lips started partin', but she was\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.68] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:04.83] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:05.33] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:08.98] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:09.96] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:14.12] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:14.67] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:19.02] (Dum dum)\n[00:20.17] Aiyo peep it, can you keep it down while I rock\n[00:22.90] Tick tock about this chick around the block?\n[00:25.47] She was high host, to the most hostess, no boastin'\n[00:28.03] Back in '85, she was live, yo no jokin'\n[00:30.66] A real go-getter, didn't try and sweat her\n[00:33.26] Fifteen years old and she was pushin' a jetter\n[00:35.81] She had loot, moms and pops dukes had the bankin'\n[00:38.39] She walked around school and the stunt would act stankin'\n[00:40.93] Bitch, young Miss, only dated older fellas\n[00:43.42] My slang couldn't hang, no thang, I wasn't jealous of her\n[00:46.57] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:50.22] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:51.43] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:55.34] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:56.23] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:00.49] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[01:01.39] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:05.50] (Dum dum)\n[01:06.66] Oh yeah, where was I? 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Bustin', now I'm ready\nNow it's '87 and Miss Thing is goin' steady\nShe was schoolin', chillin' 'cos her man was makin' papers\nTellin all her friends that these niggas caught the vapors\n\nHe found her, phoned her, then yo we boned her\nSoon came a smack then he act like he owned her\nHe used her, 'bused her, fractured her wrist\nThen the Tommy got slapped behind her back gettin' dissed\nI was buggin', 'nuff on the stuff that I was seein'\nBut that's how it goes for the hoes when they're bein'\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nAiyo mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on my dresser\nRemember that chick Loretta, back in the days I used ta sweat her\nI wanted to smoke the boots, troop, it didn't matter\nShe was kickin' it to my man Stan who's livin' phatter\n\nThan me, hops, chillin' in my hoodie and my Reebok's\nNow she's in a jam 'cos, Stan was slangin' rocks, but\nLook at me now, honey, 'cos this the morning after\nI'm yapper, a nappy-headed undaground rappa\nWord to mom dukes, she was suits so I took her to my show\nJust to show my niggas that the hooker was\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nAh the show was phat, now it's back to the room, G\nYo mirror, this is where Loretta tried to do me\nMy neck was on her tongue, Ep's was gettin' swung\nKrayz was gettin' biz with the friend that she brung\n\nThen she took it upon herself to let me know she's in the mood-a\nThen she licked her boot-a, oh shoot-a, I screwed her\nI showed her, I rolled her, from here to North Dakota\nI gangbanged the boots like a Brooklyn troop oughta\nI stuck it in her backwards, bust a nut, she was starvin'\nSo I pushed in the bush 'til those lips started partin', but she was\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.68] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:04.83] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:05.33] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:08.98] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:09.96] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:14.12] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:14.67] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:19.02] (Dum dum)\n[00:20.17] Aiyo peep it, can you keep it down while I rock\n[00:22.90] Tick tock about this chick around the block?\n[00:25.47] She was high host, to the most hostess, no boastin'\n[00:28.03] Back in '85, she was live, yo no jokin'\n[00:30.66] A real go-getter, didn't try and sweat her\n[00:33.26] Fifteen years old and she was pushin' a jetter\n[00:35.81] She had loot, moms and pops dukes had the bankin'\n[00:38.39] She walked around school and the stunt would act stankin'\n[00:40.93] Bitch, young Miss, only dated older fellas\n[00:43.42] My slang couldn't hang, no thang, I wasn't jealous of her\n[00:46.57] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:50.22] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:51.43] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:55.34] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:56.23] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:00.49] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[01:01.39] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:05.50] (Dum dum)\n[01:06.66] Oh yeah, where was I? 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Bustin', now I'm ready\nNow it's '87 and Miss Thing is goin' steady\nShe was schoolin', chillin' 'cos her man was makin' papers\nTellin all her friends that these niggas caught the vapors\n\nHe found her, phoned her, then yo we boned her\nSoon came a smack then he act like he owned her\nHe used her, 'bused her, fractured her wrist\nThen the Tommy got slapped behind her back gettin' dissed\nI was buggin', 'nuff on the stuff that I was seein'\nBut that's how it goes for the hoes when they're bein'\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nAiyo mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on my dresser\nRemember that chick Loretta, back in the days I used ta sweat her\nI wanted to smoke the boots, troop, it didn't matter\nShe was kickin' it to my man Stan who's livin' phatter\n\nThan me, hops, chillin' in my hoodie and my Reebok's\nNow she's in a jam 'cos, Stan was slangin' rocks, but\nLook at me now, honey, 'cos this the morning after\nI'm yapper, a nappy-headed undaground rappa\nWord to mom dukes, she was suits so I took her to my show\nJust to show my niggas that the hooker was\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nAh the show was phat, now it's back to the room, G\nYo mirror, this is where Loretta tried to do me\nMy neck was on her tongue, Ep's was gettin' swung\nKrayz was gettin' biz with the friend that she brung\n\nThen she took it upon herself to let me know she's in the mood-a\nThen she licked her boot-a, oh shoot-a, I screwed her\nI showed her, I rolled her, from here to North Dakota\nI gangbanged the boots like a Brooklyn troop oughta\nI stuck it in her backwards, bust a nut, she was starvin'\nSo I pushed in the bush 'til those lips started partin', but she was\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)\n\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Diddy diddy dum dum)\nDum dum dilly dee dum dum\n(Dum dum)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.68] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:04.83] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:05.33] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:08.98] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:09.96] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:14.12] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:14.67] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:19.02] (Dum dum)\n[00:20.17] Aiyo peep it, can you keep it down while I rock\n[00:22.90] Tick tock about this chick around the block?\n[00:25.47] She was high host, to the most hostess, no boastin'\n[00:28.03] Back in '85, she was live, yo no jokin'\n[00:30.66] A real go-getter, didn't try and sweat her\n[00:33.26] Fifteen years old and she was pushin' a jetter\n[00:35.81] She had loot, moms and pops dukes had the bankin'\n[00:38.39] She walked around school and the stunt would act stankin'\n[00:40.93] Bitch, young Miss, only dated older fellas\n[00:43.42] My slang couldn't hang, no thang, I wasn't jealous of her\n[00:46.57] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:50.22] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:51.43] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[00:55.34] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[00:56.23] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:00.49] (Diddy diddy dum dum)\n[01:01.39] Dum dum dilly dee dum dum\n[01:05.50] (Dum dum)\n[01:06.66] Oh yeah, where was I? 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