Texty: Diddy. Hello Good Morning - Remix.
[feat. Rick Ross & T.I.]
Yeah Yeah
Dirty Money
Ricky Ross
[Rick Ross:]
Hello Good morning tell me what the lip read
Pretty face, thin waist with the sick weave
First time fish tailing in the 6 speed
Real bad boy tell em come and get me
I'm at the fight, been kinda like Bellmen
Only took the trip to the truck twice
Unpacked the Mac 11 and air max's
Stuff six figures in my damn air mattress
Uh, I'm in love with large bills
A dime with a fat ass, thin waist and tall heels
Yeah, it's the teflon Don,
Hundred carrots in the charm tryna give it back to Sean.
[Diddy:]
Hello, Good morning
Let's go, let's ride,
Hello, Good morning
Hello, Good morning
Hello, Good morning
Know you've been waiting for it
'cause I seen you watching
So let's go
Let's get it popping
[Dirty Money:]
Cause I've been leaning on the bar
Looking cleaner than the star
All these broads won't give me my props
25 on the bank I be stunting on there ass
And they mad cause the bitch won't stop
[Chorus: Diddy/Dirty Money]
Got your boyfriend feeling like a groupie
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
Stuntin like you looking like a movie
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
And everybody know who the truth be
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
I blow cause I'm blowing on the ohh wee
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
Hello
[T.I.:]
Hello, good morning, how you doin? What the move is
Of "Welcome to the Future, " I'm the Cap'n of the Cool Kids
The revolution's NEVER been televised
Great booty, better thighs, I ain't wanna tell her bye
First I tell her hi, then I give her one and let her fly
Never tell a lie, tonight you couldn't find a better guy
King shit, flyer than anyone you get seen with
Gangsta distinguished, cool as a penguin
Got a team of 'em on the field, finna bring with
G5 waitin, fly away at my convenience
You seen T.I.P., checkin in a 5-star suite
With some 5-star freaks, gettin high all week (Let's GO!)
Catch me in the week, I was up all night when y'all sleep
In a fast car, superbad broads, back seat
That's me, see I'm nothin nice, fuck a couple nights
With the moon say goodbye and the sun greetin us like...
[Diddy:]
Hello, Good morning
Let's go, let's ride,
Hello, Good morning
Hello, Good evening
You blow, you feindin'
'cause you know that your really needed
And I'm the one that you wanna be with
But right now baby you dreaming
Wake up and turn the lights off
[Chorus]
[Diddy:]
Hello, Good morning
Let's go, let's work,
Hello, Good morning
Let's go, let's work,
Hello,
Turn me up a little bit more, I don't think they can hear me
Check this out
Bad Boy bitch
Let's work
Come on
Let's work
Non stop let's rock let's work
Make you feel good too
Don't stop I see you let's work
It's that Dirty Money
Uh, How fly is he
Your baby momma cry for me like Jodeci
So how you not notice me
Pull up to the club in the coldest V
Ugh. literally though little did he know how that nigga Diddy flow
How that nigga Diddy go so hard like a crowbar still getting dough
Woah, woah, woah
Yeah I like this, can you feel it
Nothing can save ya
It's that Dirty Money
[Chorus:]
Hello, hello, hello, hello
Yeah Yeah
Dirty Money
Ricky Ross
[Rick Ross:]
Hello Good morning tell me what the lip read
Pretty face, thin waist with the sick weave
First time fish tailing in the 6 speed
Real bad boy tell em come and get me
I'm at the fight, been kinda like Bellmen
Only took the trip to the truck twice
Unpacked the Mac 11 and air max's
Stuff six figures in my damn air mattress
Uh, I'm in love with large bills
A dime with a fat ass, thin waist and tall heels
Yeah, it's the teflon Don,
Hundred carrots in the charm tryna give it back to Sean.
[Diddy:]
Hello, Good morning
Let's go, let's ride,
Hello, Good morning
Hello, Good morning
Hello, Good morning
Know you've been waiting for it
'cause I seen you watching
So let's go
Let's get it popping
[Dirty Money:]
Cause I've been leaning on the bar
Looking cleaner than the star
All these broads won't give me my props
25 on the bank I be stunting on there ass
And they mad cause the bitch won't stop
[Chorus: Diddy/Dirty Money]
Got your boyfriend feeling like a groupie
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
Stuntin like you looking like a movie
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
And everybody know who the truth be
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
I blow cause I'm blowing on the ohh wee
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
Hello
[T.I.:]
Hello, good morning, how you doin? What the move is
Of "Welcome to the Future, " I'm the Cap'n of the Cool Kids
The revolution's NEVER been televised
Great booty, better thighs, I ain't wanna tell her bye
First I tell her hi, then I give her one and let her fly
Never tell a lie, tonight you couldn't find a better guy
King shit, flyer than anyone you get seen with
Gangsta distinguished, cool as a penguin
Got a team of 'em on the field, finna bring with
G5 waitin, fly away at my convenience
You seen T.I.P., checkin in a 5-star suite
With some 5-star freaks, gettin high all week (Let's GO!)
Catch me in the week, I was up all night when y'all sleep
In a fast car, superbad broads, back seat
That's me, see I'm nothin nice, fuck a couple nights
With the moon say goodbye and the sun greetin us like...
[Diddy:]
Hello, Good morning
Let's go, let's ride,
Hello, Good morning
Hello, Good evening
You blow, you feindin'
'cause you know that your really needed
And I'm the one that you wanna be with
But right now baby you dreaming
Wake up and turn the lights off
[Chorus]
[Diddy:]
Hello, Good morning
Let's go, let's work,
Hello, Good morning
Let's go, let's work,
Hello,
Turn me up a little bit more, I don't think they can hear me
Check this out
Bad Boy bitch
Let's work
Come on
Let's work
Non stop let's rock let's work
Make you feel good too
Don't stop I see you let's work
It's that Dirty Money
Uh, How fly is he
Your baby momma cry for me like Jodeci
So how you not notice me
Pull up to the club in the coldest V
Ugh. literally though little did he know how that nigga Diddy flow
How that nigga Diddy go so hard like a crowbar still getting dough
Woah, woah, woah
Yeah I like this, can you feel it
Nothing can save ya
It's that Dirty Money
[Chorus:]
Hello, hello, hello, hello
Diddy
Diddy