Usher Feat. P. Diddy

Usher Feat. P. Diddy - I Don't Know lyrics

rate me

Check this out, yeah, yeah

All my niggas take a walk with me

You ain't gotta holla, you can talk with me

Just try to learn where my thoughts can be

And how I stack figures

Learn why I'm real, still that nigga

I get money I ain't gotta do a crime

Shit I hit dimes

What I need with a nine

Before y'all judge me, be clear

We got nothing but heat here

Beware we here

What's my name, got chicks twisted like

What's my game?

Pimp things still the same

I smash it, I don't harass it

Ma' I'm a baller I score and pass it

Feel me, still be filthy

Making hits is a crime, I plead guilty

And this is what we came to do

Party, Diddy, Usher, game is through

Come on

It's right around eleven O' clock

One of your girls just called

Asked you how you look, are you ready?

You tell her you look hot

Not to worry at all

Niggas will be shook, y'all doin' it heavy"

She's tellin' you she might change

But you tell her not to

She know that she looks stunning, it'll be fine

The club will be full of game

But none of that has got'chu

Me, I think you're runnin' 'cause I'm the one

I don't know what you came to do girl

What you came to do tonight

But I came to party, oh

I don't know what you came to do girl

What you came to do tonight

But I came to party, oh

You're probably thinkin' to yourself

What's the occasion?

And believe me girl, I don't do sex for fun

I'm the perfect gentleman in every situation

And the only thing that's missin' is the one

Is it you?

I don't know what you came to do girl

What you came to do tonight

But I came to party, oh

I don't know what you came to do girl

What you came to do tonight

But I came to party, oh

Sing it

(La, la, la)

Ghetto girls

(La, la, la)

Suburban girls

(La, la, la)

International girls, smell me?

(La, la, la, la)

(La, la, la)

Ghetto girls

(La, la, la)

Suburban girls

(La, la, la)

International girls, smell me?

(La, la, la, la)

Had to take the time

To open up your mind

That's exactly what you are, open

Look at the mesmerizin' grind

She should be a crime

Damn, baby you're a star, you're smokin'

You're probably thinkin' to yourself

What's the occasion?

And believe me girl, I don't do sex for fun

I'm the perfect gentleman in every situation

And the only thing that's missin' is the one

Is it you? Yeah

I don't know what you came to do girl

What you came to do tonight

But I came to party, oh

I don't know what you came to do girl

What you came to do tonight

But I came to party, oh

Sing it

(La, la, la)

Ghetto girls

(La, la, la)

Suburban girls

(La, la, la)

International girls, smell me?

(La, la, la, la)

(La, la, la)

Ghetto girls

(La, la, la)

Suburban girls

(La, la, la)

International girls, smell me?

(La, la, la, la)

It's real serious

You're so fine girl

At the end of the day

I'm going home with you

I don't know what you came to do girl

What you came to do tonight

But I came to party, oh

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