Red Cafe - Diddy Bop lyrics

I Don't Know How To Dance

One For The Strap That I Keep Close
And It Go Blat!
No I Can't Dance, But, I Be Swervin'
I Just Diddy Bop, Do The Pee Wee Herman
Nigga Say Aw, Tell Me Where You Been
I Been On The Block With
The Work Tell A Friend
Nigga Double Up Everytime That I Spit
Send It To Houston Watch It Flip Again, Again
Im A Bird Man Ask Baby
Shots Of Patrone Make The Girls Go Crazy
Ma, What Cha Gon Do?
Im With The Shakedown You Can
Bring Your Whole Crew
We Ain't Here To Fight, We Just Wanna Cut
Dip It Down Low, Do The Walk Do The Butt
Got My Own Cash And A Big Wheel
Fresh Pair Of Nike's yeah I Know You Like Me
I Heard Em Say

Don't Look For Me I Be In The Club
Don't Ask For Me I Been In Da Hood
I Can't Lean Back I Been In The Club
I Don't Know How To Snap I Been In The Hood

So I Diddy Bop, I Don't Know How To Dance

Now Hold Up (Wait A Minute)
One Yellow Bottle And Shit Don't Stop
Red Cafe Get It Down For The Town
Nigga Stay Fresh Till The Girls Go Aww
Arm And Hammer Man With Jimmy Crack Corn
Gimme The Crack, Guess What, Crack Gone!
Gimme The Weed, Guess What, Weed Gone!
Is That Your Chick? (Shorty) She Gone!
Two For The Cash That I Got
Stacked Real Low On The Stash
See I Diddy Bop Cuz I Got Bad Feet
But When Im On The Floor All Eyes On Me
Then We Fall Through Move Like A Mobsta
They Ain't Like Us They Window Shoppers
And I Don't Slip Keeps That Chopper
Down In The A On The Low From The Coppers

Yea Brooklyn! Diddy Bop
Yea South Side! Diddy Bop
Yea West Side! Diddy Bop
Yea Everybody! Diddy Bop

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Shakedown! Learn To Love It hah!