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Ditty (Radio Edit)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Paperboy
Paperboy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Clark
Aaron Clark
Composer
Mitchell Charles Johnson
Mitchell Charles Johnson
Composer
John Chatrick Ferguson
John Chatrick Ferguson
Composer
David Anthony Ferguson
David Anthony Ferguson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Damage Rhythm
Damage Rhythm
Producer
Aaron Clark
Aaron Clark
Producer
David Ferguson
David Ferguson
Producer
John Chatrick Ferguson
John Chatrick Ferguson
Producer

Lyrics

Yo, this is how I'm comin' for the nine deuce Another fat-fat track, so Rhythm D, pour the orange juice And let's relax while sippin' on yak because it's like that I'm cautious of hoes, so Paperboy wears prophylactics I wear a jimmy for the skins 'cause it's a long trip Front row seats, ayo, I know she's on the nine inch Just to get a piece of the green, but she's an undertaker Now you know the Paper is an around the world heart-breaker Me be singin' first, but yo, had to have a breakdown Playin' you fools, so now you know why my belly's round Takin' the rap back up and scoopin' up crowds just like a steel shovel Not from the ghetto, but yo, takin' it to another level Let the beat ride, but hold on to your women, G 'Cause now that I'm rich, so many women wanna do me It make a man say, "Damn" I'm finally taxin' more play than homey Sam But let me speak to the weak, I mean the rookies My time is held up, extremely for cookies Just let me clock this grip in '92 Hey, you don't bother me and I sure never won't bother you And ah, you just watch a brother flowin' like Niagara Think before you step, because these lyrics just might stag, yeah Although I'm labeled with the black fade It's gold D's on my four and gold 'lex, 'cause I got it made I broke the veto once again because I had to And just like Jody Warley, baby girl, I can have you Just let me work this track, and yo, any way is okay Your place or mine, all night until the next day, uh Do the ditty if you want to Because then I can see if I want you Just do the ditty-ditty if you want to Because then I can see if I want you Just do the ditty-ditty if you want to Because then I can see if I want you Just do the ditty-ditty if you want to Because then I can see if I want you Now here we go from the top, second verse of the same song With the conclusion, all should be happy for ding-dong It's just a mad park a grip, G It's like every nigga that I see be like, "Do you remember me?" A hustler and it's on with more hoes to lego Keep 'em chunky like Prego, so they can play with my ego I have a tendency to flow, start off with my own groove And pick up the mic, and all of a sudden, I see high movin' Guess it's like magic, and Paperboy is the magician If I was a vacuum, I'd be suckin' up competition Let it ride again, and yo, believe I got my own thing Straight Bahama hoes, so miss me with the chick from Soul Train And I'ma break my note, just to show up token Tote on his ass when I scoop him 'cause we bud smokin' A black man tryin' to make it and that ain't no fair But just like BeBe and CeCe, I'll take you there, huh Do the ditty if you want to Because then I can see if I want you Just do the ditty-ditty if you want to Because then I can see if I want you Just do the ditty if you want to Because then I can see if I want you Just do the ditty-ditty if you want to Because then I can see if I want you Now here we go Uh, let's take a trip to another land Park a grip, come back and watch the hoes tan Jump in the lex-o, and roll out to my cabin Believe me, my brother, more hoes than you can imagine All on the ding-a-ling, just because the gold rings But I'm like, "What's up with ya?", you ain't heard a damn thing Make sure you got the Jim hats strapped for protection Because to me, my life is more than my erection And give me a hand, if you a fan, it ain't over yet 'Cause doin' the ditty with Paperboy makes the ocean sweat Leave you kinda startled, like the funk off of Fritos Make your man jealous, while hoes cheese like Doritos It ain't my fault, I lay the piper with concern and I ain't from Mount Vernon, but a brother's money-earnin' And for those who disagree, and then jack, that's a pity Just bob your head for Paperboy and the ditty Yeah Do the ditty if you want to Because then I can see if I want you Just do the ditty-ditty if you want to Because then I can see if I want you Just do the ditty-ditty if you want to Because then I can see if I want you Just do the ditty-ditty if you want to Because then I can see if I want you Just do the ditty-ditty if you want to Because then I can see if I want you Just do the ditty-ditty if you want to Because then I...
Writer(s): Roger Troutman, Larry Troutman, John C. Ferguson, David C. Weldon, Charles Mitchell Johnson, David Anthony Ferguson, Aaron Edward Clark Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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