[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 n***as caught the vapors He found a, phone-uh, then yo we 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 ta 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 n***as 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 buddah, oh shoot-uh, I screwed her I showed her, I rode her, from here to North Dakota I g**ned the boots like a Brooklyn troop oughta I stuck it in her (bu*t), bust a nut, she was starvin So I pushed in the bush til those lips started partin, but she was... (Dumb) [Hook to fade]