Hip-hop Diddy sat on a wall.
Hip-hop Diddy took a big fall.
All the kings hoar's and all the kings men couldn't save diddy from the lawmen again.
Did-He think he was slick, dodgin' all the heat?
Did-He think he's a king, but his throne's defeat?
Did-He pay his way out, tryna fix the fall?
Guess Did-He ain't shit, he ain't big at all.
Diddy's legacy split like I'm cuttin' with a f*ckin' knife,
Frontin' loyalty, but you couldn't keep a goddamn wife.
Monogamy's a joke for you-ask JLo, ask Kim,
Even Bieber saw your bullshit, jumped ship on a whim.
I've been the real shit, no flicker, I'm a goddamn blaze,
While you try to stay hot, but you're stuck in a f*ckin' daze.
Rihanna was faced with two choices: sleep with him or take that 24-story fall,
But she said, "F*ck that!"-stood tall, never gonna crawl.
Eminem and his crew came through, had her back,
Shut down all the threats, put that coward off track.
He thought he could scare her, thought she'd break down,
But she flipped the script, now he's the f*ckin' clown.
You tried to play God, actin' all sinister,
But now you're the one that's feelin' the weight and pressure. While Usher hit the road. Even Big Willie got his hit-now you look like a joke as your throwing a tantrum or a fit.
You act like the Pharaoh, but your slaves walked away,
Ain't nobody givin' a shit 'bout your fake-ass sway.
Sneakin' off to your dirty-ass freakoffs, we know,
We heard it all, man, you ain't keepin' shit on the low.
So f*ck off, Diddy, your time's f*ckin' done,
You've been exposed, and no one gives a f*ck, son.
When you drop, ain't no streets bumpin'-just a stumble,
Your empire's crashin', hear the whole world rumble like an avalanche down crashing and thrashing like rocks that turned to ruble Just as everyone knows he's in trouble.
Fans watch you swing, hangin' from the gallows,
Your fame's a ghost, and your heart's empty and hollow.
Did-He think he was slick, dodgin' all the heat?
Did-He think he's a king, but his throne's defeat?
Did-He pay his way out, tryna fix the fall?
Guess Did-He ain't shit, he ain't big at all.
Beyoncé keeps receipts, and you can't buy that heat,
J. Cole stays silent, but it's vengeance on the beat.
You thought you'd walk free, Pac and Biggie in the grave,
But karma's a bitch, and you ain't gonna be saved.
Your Bad Boy glow? Yeah, that shit's long gone,
You're more toxic than Kardashians playin' along.
Rape, pedophilia-sick in the head,
Now you runnin' scared, 'cause karma wants you dead.
You danced through the drama, but now it's checkmate,
Your skeletons came knockin', too much on your plate.
You tried to hide, but now you face the weight,
'Cause your time's run out-it's already too late.
Did-He think he was slick, dodgin' all the heat?
Did-He think he's a king, but his throne's defeat?
Did-He pay his way out, tryna fix the fall?
Guess Did-He ain't shit, he ain't big at all.
One by one, people like you got kids runnin' scared,
You're the reason they hide, 'cause you never played fair.
Well, this is the last f*ckin' straw, you're way past done,
I'm about to light you up-yeah, it's time to run.
Let's talk 'bout '99, Diddy thought he was the shit,
Rollin' with J-Lo, thinkin' he's legit,
Bottle poppin', wrist icy, actin' like a boss,
But shots rang out, and his ass took a loss.
Room heatin' up, like his vodka on fire,
Three hit the floor, now he's duckin' under wire,
Tryna bribe dudes, "Here's some cash, don't snitch,"
But Shyne caught the case, now he's stuck in a ditch.
Diddy's slick, splashin' Cristal like it's a joke,
Broke a bottle on Stoute, like "who's next to choke?"
Playin' hard, like he's God's gift to rap,
But karma's a bitch, now he's stuck in the trap.
Kettlebells flyin' at Junior's coach's head,
"Don't mess with my kid, or you'll wish you were dead!"
Charges dropped, but his name's still fried,
Like Ciroc can cool him off when the flames too high.
Now his rep's burnt out, like a blunt in the ash,
Thought he had the crown, but he fumbled the cash,
Used to be king, now he's just a meme,
Caught slippin' like a drunk in a bad dream.
Did-He think he was slick, dodgin' all the heat?
Did-He think he's a king, but his throne's defeat?
Did-He pay his way out, tryna fix the fall?
Guess Did-He ain't shit, he ain't big at all.
Look around, Puff-ain't nobody left standin',
Even your past partners ain't takin' no landin'.
The jig's up, the act's over, ain't no more to see,
Now New Shady has been sent off, and you're now just history.
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Hip-hop Diddy sat on a wall.
Hip-hop Diddy took a big fall.
All the kings hoar's and all the kings men couldn't save diddy from the lawmen again.
Did-He think he was slick, dodgin' all the heat?
Did-He think he's a king, but his throne's defeat?
Did-He pay his way out, tryna fix the fall?
Guess Did-He ain't shit, he ain't big at all.
Diddy's legacy split like I'm cuttin' with a f*ckin' knife,
Frontin' loyalty, but you couldn't keep a goddamn wife.
Monogamy's a joke for you-ask JLo, ask Kim,
Even Bieber saw your bullshit, jumped ship on a whim.
I've been the real shit, no flicker, I'm a goddamn blaze,
While you try to stay hot, but you're stuck in a f*ckin' daze.
Rihanna was faced with two choices: sleep with him or take that 24-story fall,
But she said, "F*ck that!"-stood tall, never gonna crawl.
Eminem and his crew came through, had her back,
Shut down all the threats, put that coward off track.
He thought he could scare her, thought she'd break down,
But she flipped the script, now he's the f*ckin' clown.
You tried to play God, actin' all sinister,
But now you're the one that's feelin' the weight and pressure. While Usher hit the road. Even Big Willie got his hit-now you look like a joke as your throwing a tantrum or a fit.
You act like the Pharaoh, but your slaves walked away,
Ain't nobody givin' a shit 'bout your fake-ass sway.
Sneakin' off to your dirty-ass freakoffs, we know,
We heard it all, man, you ain't keepin' shit on the low.
So f*ck off, Diddy, your time's f*ckin' done,
You've been exposed, and no one gives a f*ck, son.
When you drop, ain't no streets bumpin'-just a stumble,
Your empire's crashin', hear the whole world rumble like an avalanche down crashing and thrashing like rocks that turned to ruble Just as everyone knows he's in trouble.
Fans watch you swing, hangin' from the gallows,
Your fame's a ghost, and your heart's empty and hollow.
Did-He think he was slick, dodgin' all the heat?
Did-He think he's a king, but his throne's defeat?
Did-He pay his way out, tryna fix the fall?
Guess Did-He ain't shit, he ain't big at all.
Beyoncé keeps receipts, and you can't buy that heat,
J. Cole stays silent, but it's vengeance on the beat.
You thought you'd walk free, Pac and Biggie in the grave,
But karma's a bitch, and you ain't gonna be saved.
Your Bad Boy glow? Yeah, that shit's long gone,
You're more toxic than Kardashians playin' along.
Rape, pedophilia-sick in the head,
Now you runnin' scared, 'cause karma wants you dead.
You danced through the drama, but now it's checkmate,
Your skeletons came knockin', too much on your plate.
You tried to hide, but now you face the weight,
'Cause your time's run out-it's already too late.
Did-He think he was slick, dodgin' all the heat?
Did-He think he's a king, but his throne's defeat?
Did-He pay his way out, tryna fix the fall?
Guess Did-He ain't shit, he ain't big at all.
One by one, people like you got kids runnin' scared,
You're the reason they hide, 'cause you never played fair.
Well, this is the last f*ckin' straw, you're way past done,
I'm about to light you up-yeah, it's time to run.
Let's talk 'bout '99, Diddy thought he was the shit,
Rollin' with J-Lo, thinkin' he's legit,
Bottle poppin', wrist icy, actin' like a boss,
But shots rang out, and his ass took a loss.
Room heatin' up, like his vodka on fire,
Three hit the floor, now he's duckin' under wire,
Tryna bribe dudes, "Here's some cash, don't snitch,"
But Shyne caught the case, now he's stuck in a ditch.
Diddy's slick, splashin' Cristal like it's a joke,
Broke a bottle on Stoute, like "who's next to choke?"
Playin' hard, like he's God's gift to rap,
But karma's a bitch, now he's stuck in the trap.
Kettlebells flyin' at Junior's coach's head,
"Don't mess with my kid, or you'll wish you were dead!"
Charges dropped, but his name's still fried,
Like Ciroc can cool him off when the flames too high.
Now his rep's burnt out, like a blunt in the ash,
Thought he had the crown, but he fumbled the cash,
Used to be king, now he's just a meme,
Caught slippin' like a drunk in a bad dream.
Did-He think he was slick, dodgin' all the heat?
Did-He think he's a king, but his throne's defeat?
Did-He pay his way out, tryna fix the fall?
Guess Did-He ain't shit, he ain't big at all.
Look around, Puff-ain't nobody left standin',
Even your past partners ain't takin' no landin'.
The jig's up, the act's over, ain't no more to see,
Now New Shady has been sent off, and you're now just history.
Hip-hop Diddy took a big fall.
All the kings hoar's and all the kings men couldn't save diddy from the lawmen again.
Did-He think he was slick, dodgin' all the heat?
Did-He think he's a king, but his throne's defeat?
Did-He pay his way out, tryna fix the fall?
Guess Did-He ain't shit, he ain't big at all.
Diddy's legacy split like I'm cuttin' with a f*ckin' knife,
Frontin' loyalty, but you couldn't keep a goddamn wife.
Monogamy's a joke for you-ask JLo, ask Kim,
Even Bieber saw your bullshit, jumped ship on a whim.
I've been the real shit, no flicker, I'm a goddamn blaze,
While you try to stay hot, but you're stuck in a f*ckin' daze.
Rihanna was faced with two choices: sleep with him or take that 24-story fall,
But she said, "F*ck that!"-stood tall, never gonna crawl.
Eminem and his crew came through, had her back,
Shut down all the threats, put that coward off track.
He thought he could scare her, thought she'd break down,
But she flipped the script, now he's the f*ckin' clown.
You tried to play God, actin' all sinister,
But now you're the one that's feelin' the weight and pressure. While Usher hit the road. Even Big Willie got his hit-now you look like a joke as your throwing a tantrum or a fit.
You act like the Pharaoh, but your slaves walked away,
Ain't nobody givin' a shit 'bout your fake-ass sway.
Sneakin' off to your dirty-ass freakoffs, we know,
We heard it all, man, you ain't keepin' shit on the low.
So f*ck off, Diddy, your time's f*ckin' done,
You've been exposed, and no one gives a f*ck, son.
When you drop, ain't no streets bumpin'-just a stumble,
Your empire's crashin', hear the whole world rumble like an avalanche down crashing and thrashing like rocks that turned to ruble Just as everyone knows he's in trouble.
Fans watch you swing, hangin' from the gallows,
Your fame's a ghost, and your heart's empty and hollow.
Did-He think he was slick, dodgin' all the heat?
Did-He think he's a king, but his throne's defeat?
Did-He pay his way out, tryna fix the fall?
Guess Did-He ain't shit, he ain't big at all.
Beyoncé keeps receipts, and you can't buy that heat,
J. Cole stays silent, but it's vengeance on the beat.
You thought you'd walk free, Pac and Biggie in the grave,
But karma's a bitch, and you ain't gonna be saved.
Your Bad Boy glow? Yeah, that shit's long gone,
You're more toxic than Kardashians playin' along.
Rape, pedophilia-sick in the head,
Now you runnin' scared, 'cause karma wants you dead.
You danced through the drama, but now it's checkmate,
Your skeletons came knockin', too much on your plate.
You tried to hide, but now you face the weight,
'Cause your time's run out-it's already too late.
Did-He think he was slick, dodgin' all the heat?
Did-He think he's a king, but his throne's defeat?
Did-He pay his way out, tryna fix the fall?
Guess Did-He ain't shit, he ain't big at all.
One by one, people like you got kids runnin' scared,
You're the reason they hide, 'cause you never played fair.
Well, this is the last f*ckin' straw, you're way past done,
I'm about to light you up-yeah, it's time to run.
Let's talk 'bout '99, Diddy thought he was the shit,
Rollin' with J-Lo, thinkin' he's legit,
Bottle poppin', wrist icy, actin' like a boss,
But shots rang out, and his ass took a loss.
Room heatin' up, like his vodka on fire,
Three hit the floor, now he's duckin' under wire,
Tryna bribe dudes, "Here's some cash, don't snitch,"
But Shyne caught the case, now he's stuck in a ditch.
Diddy's slick, splashin' Cristal like it's a joke,
Broke a bottle on Stoute, like "who's next to choke?"
Playin' hard, like he's God's gift to rap,
But karma's a bitch, now he's stuck in the trap.
Kettlebells flyin' at Junior's coach's head,
"Don't mess with my kid, or you'll wish you were dead!"
Charges dropped, but his name's still fried,
Like Ciroc can cool him off when the flames too high.
Now his rep's burnt out, like a blunt in the ash,
Thought he had the crown, but he fumbled the cash,
Used to be king, now he's just a meme,
Caught slippin' like a drunk in a bad dream.
Did-He think he was slick, dodgin' all the heat?
Did-He think he's a king, but his throne's defeat?
Did-He pay his way out, tryna fix the fall?
Guess Did-He ain't shit, he ain't big at all.
Look around, Puff-ain't nobody left standin',
Even your past partners ain't takin' no landin'.
The jig's up, the act's over, ain't no more to see,
Now New Shady has been sent off, and you're now just history.
Writer: Nicolas Margrave
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid