Diddy, The Game - Standing On Ferraris lyrics

I put that on Piru
Yo Game, let's go

I've been shot stabbed, left for dead
Walked through every hood in LA
Bandana on my head
Guarantee that shit was red
Machetes and them choppers out
Bitches with their knockers out
I done fucked 'em all, that's
Why I'm standing on Ferraris
Nigga
From the corner playing lookout
To kitchen cookouts
Yeah, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris
Nigga
In a 64, 6'5, too big for a Bugatti
That's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga

Ran the west for a decade nigga
Check the bio


Gave you Cincinnati fitteds like I
Get it in Ohio
Autographs on the vinyl made the Lamb albino
Straight away in the Wraith
That's a Peyton Manning spiral
You lookin' at your idol
Jesus wrote the Bible
Yeezus, that's my Nike town rival
Dare a nigga try me now, like why me now
Lookin' for Red Octobers
I will tie him down
Stay laced, spit nothin' but based, yeah
All my shit bump like Craig Mack face
Ask your favorite bitch how my dick taste
Ask your neighbor's bitch how my dick taste
Don't take orders, I dictate
Get your shit straight, dickface
Perpetual Rollies with the big face
I got 'em lovin' the movement
Beard so long, I'm feelin' like Rick Rubin

I've been shot stabbed, left for dead
Walked through every hood in LA
Bandana on my head
Guarantee that shit was red
Machetes and them choppers out
Bitches with their knockers out
I done fucked 'em all, that's
Why I'm standing on Ferraris
Nigga
From the corner playing lookout
To kitchen cookouts
Yeah, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris
Nigga
In a 64, 6'5, too big for a Bugatti
That's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga

Top floor at the Biltmore
Say they want a war, shit
That's what I'm built for
Loungin', Miami with the eye candy
Bitches names Sandy and Bambi
My exes can't stand me
God blessed the nigga with
More swag than Jigga
More hoes than Trigga, Trigga no
That's my nigga though
Figure four down, Figueroa
Rick Flair Phantom
All red flannel, niggas don't hit me though
Spit on models, R.Kelly
Piss on the center fold
Ever since Doc showed me a
Billion in a envelope
Love Jimmy, fuck Interscope
I'm a don, walk outside, naked
Cuban cigar and Louboutins
Huh
Shit on my lawn, snakes in the grass
I hear 'em slitherin' and
Hissin' whenever I pass
Ridin' 'round in somethin'
French; Khloe Kardash'
Two-hundred on the dash, that's your ass

I've been shot stabbed, left for dead
Walked through every hood in LA
Bandana on my head
Guarantee that shit was red
Machetes and them choppers out
Bitches with their knockers out
I done fucked 'em all, that's
Why I'm standing on Ferraris
Nigga
From the corner playing lookout
To kitchen cookouts
Yeah, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris
Nigga
In a 64, 6'5, too big for a Bugatti
That's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga

Yo, this nigga Game bought me a
Motherfuckin' red Ferrari for my birthday
Nigga
(I put that on Piru) Told me
I was honorary (Put that on
Piru) I said, nigga, I'm with whatever
With this motherfuckin' red Ferrari
Nigga
Yeah, I'll take it. Nigga, Game givin'
Out red Ferraris for no reason
It was just a Tuesday. A motherfuckin'
Tuesday. Niggas said happy Tuesday
Puff. Now that nigga wanna
Stand on my Ferrari
Every day. Now that nigga wanna stand on
My motherfuckin' Ferrari all the
Time. Drivin' down the
Street with Hype Williams shootin' a video
We ain't even shootin' a video, we
Just motherfuckin' ridin' down the street
This nigga got Hype Williams
Shootin' and shit
See this what happens when
That east meets west
We get
Together, know what I'm sayin'?
Say fuck the rest
We
Start partyin' and bullshittin', havin'
A good time
Throwin' pool parties and shit. Niggas start
Buyin' niggas from the east coast
Ferraris and shit, shit all good
Red Ferraris at that
Nigga
Shit, ain't got no time for no other shit
I just got time to get this motherfuckin'
Money man. Get this money with me
Man. So that's what we decided to
Do so now we gettin' more
Money than anybody and everybody
And the only
Color that we motherfuckin' at the
End of the day gonna beef over
Is that motherfuckin' green motherfucker