Where`s Sean?(feat Big Azz Ko Black Rob Kain And Others Lyrics

Where`s Sean?(feat Big Azz Ko Black Rob Kain And Others lyrics


												
														   [P. Diddy]

 Eh yo what's up playboy

 Yeah, now I'm out here in Milan

 I need you to come get wit' me aight?

 Yeah, I got something I need you to do

 Call up the rest of the crew

 I'll see you there

 

 [Big Azz Ko]

 Yo, I got the call from Sean he out in Milan

 Went to get the package, got there it was gone

 Hold on say word you got to be joking

 Don't worry about it dun I'm on the next thing smoking

 Hit Bristal up on the speed dial

 Yo these funny talking cats tryin' to do a nigga foul

 It's goin' down nigga round up the team

 Im'll head over here just to map out the scene

 Ship them things in route to climb walls

 Infrared vision ear plugs and all

 Digital surveillance linked with laptops

 Express mail it to me can't ??

 

 [Bristal]

 I'm splurtin' for certain Bris-pro working

 Searchin' dippin' curvin' breakin' clean outta virgin

 From servin' here Rob certain I'm burnin'

 On my way from Mt. Vernon

 Swervin' a stretch bourbon

 Identity of this man I look persian

 Hey yo we gotta get him

 I wanna know where they came from

 Or who sent them

 First nigga to find them better bend'em

 Cuz I just spoke to Polly Fontaine

 Shit ain't a game, and Sean feel the same

 So y'all niggas betta get on point

 

 [P. Diddy]

 Well it seems like our bad boys have theirselves in a bit of a jam

 Seems like Bristal got his back up against the wall

 Well let's see how Rob B-O handles this one

 Bad boys watch ya backs

 Watch ya backs bad boys

 

 [Black Rob]

 Yo, who the fuck is this pagin' me at eight fourty six

 I'm hoppin' outta shorty whip

 I'm by the tel, across exxon by the shell

 Sense of urgency on the cell

 We gon' pick you up, when ya flight land

 We in a tight jam

 Me and Diddy fam sorta like his right hand

 I touch down like two-thirty

 If i was on you, your hoe's and them cowards Im'll do dirty

 Still a commssion and we all equal

 All lethal

 Caught'em doin' dirt to the wrong people

 It's the family affair, I'm here

 With all of me Im'll deal with this one accordingly

 Got the locations sittin' in the console pacin'

 Get bagged murder be the case and

 And I'm tired in jail

 Even though through the riots I prevailed

 Enjoyin' my freedom, got two kids as long as I feed'em

 I'm here for the fam thats there when I need'em

 

 [Mark Curry]

 Yo, uh uh uh, hello

 It gotta be the same cats

 I can tell by they strange acts

 When they mumble to each other

 Like Milan they run for cover

 New cuz this bitch that I fucked with

 One thought I loved her

 Seas debate the storm pull him the the surface

 That's a purpose

 One of these faces, make'em nervous

 Catch'em when they out for hamburgers

 Turn they whole lunch into a murder

 In a way all the rounds gon' be heard of

 This shits big, the first thing to catch to where PD is

 I'm on it, act like they want it

 Im'll bring the heat

 Just let me know the place we plan to meet

 And I'm in it sure as your heart beat

 

 [Loon]

 Yo I ain't really tryin' to duck no strays

 So watch what the fuck you say

 It's ya mouth that started the shit

 Now you actin' all retarted and shit

 Dog I came to play my part and that's it

 We had a fullproof plan, all we need was the fam

 Ammunition, a van, two chicks and one extra man

 Two lincoln LS Sedans

 Fifteen hundred yards of saran

 And after the scam, we be out in Amsterdam

 Yo, call Sean in Milan

 Call Sean tell Sean we gone

 We'll meet him in Hong Kong

 With two chicks both they thongs on

 Mabe Ling and Kim Long

 Both of them dead wrong

 Two rich bitches the feds on

 

 [P. Diddy]

 Yeah, well it seems like brother Loon is out in Hong Kong

 He's found his self in a sticky icky icky situation

 But you know somethin' I have faith in the bad boys

 Bad boys bring it on home, bring it on home bad boys

 

 [Kain]

 Heh, I'm bout to do Santa Dimengo

 On a horse named Bingo

 A fugitive lookin' for Puff switchin' my lingo

 Stayin' at a hotel called the pink flamingo

 Callin' up MC from a cuatro cinco

 The set up, tryin' on my way to uniform

 Room service bumpin' Kain on the newest song

 Holdin' gats knowin' everything I do is wrong

 'Till I hi-jack the sky flyin' on a unicorn

 Downstairs with a bag of money and two clips

 Talkin' to Loons chicks wit' sombreros and toothpicks

 Sayin' they commit homicides for two bits

 And fuck for dough like I give two shits

 Wildfire call from Hong Kong

 Hello (Loon: Yo Kain I just spotted Sean Jean)

 Hold up, some information was missing

 I just got the same page from Bris

 He told me he saw Sean and two chicks followed by four whips

 Somewhere in the Florida sticks

 It's a set up

 Tell the crew to keep their heads high

 I'm gonna flip if any one of my mens die

 We've been fucked somebody told us a bent-lie/Bentley (what?)

 Let's get back to the spot in NY

 Seven glocks P-S-P-O pops

 Hit both the hot locks

 Let'em read it that Diddy is on them hot blocks

 So we sent two teams to rush both spots

 Ha yeah!

 Suited up ready to dumbs out

 Thumbs out watch the motherfuckin' door with our guns out

 

 [P. Diddy]

 Hey yo yo hold up stop the music man heh heh

 Y'all niggas is crazy I was only joking man

 I just wanted to see if my family was on point