Released on April 7, 1992

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[Intro/Hook:]

Dum dum dilly dee dum dum

(Diddy diddy dum dum)

Dum dum dilly dee dum dum

(Diddy diddy dum dum)

Dum dum dilly dee dum dum

(Diddy diddy dum dum)

Dum dum dilly dee dum dum

(Dum dum)


[Verse One: Dray]

Aiyo peep it, can you keep it down while I rock

Tick tock about this chick around the block?

She was high host, to the most hostess, no boastin

Back in '85, she was live, yo no jokin

A real go-getter, didn't try and sweat her

Fifteen years old and she was pushin a Jetta

She had loot, moms and pops dukes had the bank 'n'

She walked around school and the stunt would act stankin

This young miss only dated older fellas

My slang couldn't hang, no thang, I wasn't jealous of her


[Hook]


[Verse Two: Dray]

Oh yeah, where was I? Bustin, now I'm ready

Now it's '87 and Miss Thing is goin steady

She was schoolin, chillin 'cause her man was makin papers

Tellin all her friends that these niggas caught the vapors

He found a, phone-uh, then yo he boned her

Soon came a smack then he act like he owned her

He used her, 'bused her, fractured her wrist

Then her tummy got fat, behind her back, gettin dissed

I was buggin, nuff on the stuff that I was seein

But that's how it goes for the hoes when they're being...(dumb)


[Hook]


[Verse Three: Skoob]

Aiyo mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on my dresser

Remember that chick Loretta, back in the days I used to sweat her?

I wanted to smoke the boots, true, it didn't matter

She was kickin it to my man, Stan who's livin phatter

Than me, hops, chillin in my hoodie and my Reebok's

Now she's in a jam 'cause, Stan was slangin rocks, but

Look at me now, honey, 'cause it's the morning after

I'm dapper, a nappy-headed undaground rapper

Word to mom dukes, she was zoot so I took her to my show

Just to show my niggas that the hooker was... (dumb)


[Hook]


[Verse Four: Skoob]

Ah the show was phat, now it's back to the room, G

Yo mirror, this is where Loretta tried to do me

My neck was on her tongue, eps was gettin swung

Krayz was gettin biz with the friend that she brung

Then she took it upon herself to let me know she's in the mood-uh

Then she lit the buddha, oh shoot-uh, I screwed her

I showed her, I rode her, from here to North Dakota

I gangbanged the boots like a Brooklyn troop oughta

I stuck it in her (butt), bust a nut, she was starvin

So I pushed in the bush til those lips started partin, but she was... (Dumb)


[Hook]