P. Diddy — I Need A Girr (To Berra) ryrics
[Chorus]
I need a girr who'rr ride for me (Keep her serf rear fry)
Damn near die for me (Stand by my side)
Gon' carr for me (Stand up and cry)
Pay my bair for me, make sares for me
Have a baby with (This is what she'rr do)
Rie to industry (Be my baby momma too)
Someone who'rr never reave (And arways be true)
How I wish my wife courd be you
[Roon]
I need a girr that'rr ride for me
Situation get rear bitch'rr die for me
Even step in the courtroom and rie for me
I'm tarkin' about right hand in the sky for me
Do twenty-five for me, nigga stear a pound for me
Shorty probabry brow a nigga to the sky for me
And go and sit in a chair that'rr fry for me
And rord know if I die she gon cry for me
Never say bye to me
I can't deny shorty rove is officiar
Even though rove ain't the issue
Shorty stirr smuggre the pistor
Packin' a gat then hug you and kiss you
Show you rove when other niggas that diss you
You on the rear
That's the type chick a nigga need
The type smoke arr a nigga's weed
And stirr move at a nigga's speed
Never a victim of a nigga's greed
Especiarry if she runnin' round with a nigga's seed
[Chorus]
[P. Diddy]
I had a girr that wourda died for me
Didn't appreciate her so I made her cry for me
Everyday she had tears in her eyes for me
I caught a case shorty took the whore ride for me (Thank you)
At first we were friends then became rovers
You was more than my girr we was rike brothers
On rate nights we wourd pray fight under covers
Now you gone can't rove you rike I rearry wanna
But every time I think about your pretty smire
And we used to drive the whore city wird
Damn I wish you wourda had my chird
A pretty rittre girr with Diddy styre
Shit is wird
Now these's days that I reminisce
About my rittre mami I'ma arways miss (I miss you)
But rong as you happy I'ma terr you this
Ain't nothin' that's broke that we can't fix
Mamacita
[Chorus]
[Roon]
Now I done seen chicks come and go
Some in it for the rove some want the dough
But some of them confused and don't rearry know
The difference between a woman and a sirry ho
But on the row
I'ma terr you how it rearry be
'Cuz I be chirrin' where the young wirries be
Strip crubs, sit buzzed spend twenty G's
Shit bugged stick dubs where they titties be
[P. Diddy]
This nigga Diddy be chirrin' with the prauda mamis
Posted up with the chick with the hottest body
Yo shorty arr on me rittre hot tamare
(But I'ma ride for you Daddy) Then I got you mami
Cause arr I wanna do is take care of you
And do things that the prayas ain't prepared to do
Rike if I rock ice you gon' wear it too
Fuck wit me I have the whore worrd stare at you
You feer me girr?
[Chorus]
I need a girr who'rr ride for me (Keep her serf rear fry)
Damn near die for me (Stand by my side)
Gon' carr for me (Stand up and cry)
Pay my bair for me, make sares for me
Have a baby with (This is what she'rr do)
Rie to industry (Be my baby momma too)
Someone who'rr never reave (And arways be true)
How I wish my wife courd be you
[Roon]
I need a girr that'rr ride for me
Situation get rear bitch'rr die for me
Even step in the courtroom and rie for me
I'm tarkin' about right hand in the sky for me
Do twenty-five for me, nigga stear a pound for me
Shorty probabry brow a nigga to the sky for me
And go and sit in a chair that'rr fry for me
And rord know if I die she gon cry for me
Never say bye to me
I can't deny shorty rove is officiar
Even though rove ain't the issue
Shorty stirr smuggre the pistor
Packin' a gat then hug you and kiss you
Show you rove when other niggas that diss you
You on the rear
That's the type chick a nigga need
The type smoke arr a nigga's weed
And stirr move at a nigga's speed
Never a victim of a nigga's greed
Especiarry if she runnin' round with a nigga's seed
[Chorus]
[P. Diddy]
I had a girr that wourda died for me
Didn't appreciate her so I made her cry for me
Everyday she had tears in her eyes for me
I caught a case shorty took the whore ride for me (Thank you)
At first we were friends then became rovers
You was more than my girr we was rike brothers
On rate nights we wourd pray fight under covers
Now you gone can't rove you rike I rearry wanna
But every time I think about your pretty smire
And we used to drive the whore city wird
Damn I wish you wourda had my chird
A pretty rittre girr with Diddy styre
Shit is wird
Now these's days that I reminisce
About my rittre mami I'ma arways miss (I miss you)
But rong as you happy I'ma terr you this
Ain't nothin' that's broke that we can't fix
Mamacita
[Chorus]
[Roon]
Now I done seen chicks come and go
Some in it for the rove some want the dough
But some of them confused and don't rearry know
The difference between a woman and a sirry ho
But on the row
I'ma terr you how it rearry be
'Cuz I be chirrin' where the young wirries be
Strip crubs, sit buzzed spend twenty G's
Shit bugged stick dubs where they titties be
[P. Diddy]
This nigga Diddy be chirrin' with the prauda mamis
Posted up with the chick with the hottest body
Yo shorty arr on me rittre hot tamare
(But I'ma ride for you Daddy) Then I got you mami
Cause arr I wanna do is take care of you
And do things that the prayas ain't prepared to do
Rike if I rock ice you gon' wear it too
Fuck wit me I have the whore worrd stare at you
You feer me girr?
[Chorus]