I Don`t Know Lyrics

I Don`t Know lyrics

(P. Diddy:)

 Check this out, yeah, yeah

 All my niggas

 Take a walk with me

 You ain't gotta holla

 You can talk with me

 Just try to learn where

 My thoughts can be

 And how I stack figures

 Learn why I'm real

 Still that nigga

 I get money

 I ain't gotta do a crime

 Shit I hit dimes 

 What I need with a nine

 Before y'all judge me

 Be clear

 We got nothing

 But heat here

 Beware we here

 What's my name

 Got chicks twisted like

 What's my game?

 Pimp things still the same

 I smash it, I don't harass it

 Ma' I'm a baller

 I score and pass it

 Feel me, still be filthy

 If making hits is a crime

 I plead guilty

 And this is

 What we came do

 Party, Diddy, Usher

 Game is through

 Come on

 (Usher:)

 It's right around eleven o'clock

 One of your girls just called

 Asked you

 How you look

 Are you ready?

 You tell her you look hot

 Not to worry at all

 Niggas will be shook

 Y'all doin' it heavy

 She's telling you

 She might change

 But you tell her not to

 She know that

 She looks stunning

 It'll be fine

 The club will be full of game

 But none of that has got'chu

 Me, I think you're running

 'Cause I'm the one

 

 1:

 I don't know

 What you came to do girl

 What you came to do tonight

 But I came to party, oh

 I don't know

 What you came to do girl

 What you came to do tonight

 But I came to party, oh

 

 2:

 You're probably

 Thinking to yourself 

 What's the occasion?

 And believe me girl

 I don't do sex for fun

 The perfect gentleman

 In every situation

 And the only thing

 That's missing 

 Is the one

 Is it you?

 

 Repeat 1

 

 3:

 Sing it

 (La, la, la, la)

 Ghetto girls

 (La, la, la, la)

 Suburban girls

 (La, la, la, la)

 International girls

 Smell me?

 (La, la, la, la, la)

 (La, la, la, la)

 Ghetto girls

 (La, la, la, la)

 Suburban girls

 (La, la, la, la)

 International girls

 Smell me?

 (La, la, la, la, la)

 

 Had to take the time

 To open up your mind

 That's exactly

 What you are

 Open

 Look at the mesmorizing grind

 She should be a crime

 Damn baby you're a star

 You're smoking

 

 Repeat 2

 Repeat 1

 Repeat 3

 

 It's real serious

 You're so fine girl

 At the end of the day 

 I'm going home with you

 

 Repeat 1 to fade