[Rico Suave]
"Rico Suave Twice, real name no gimmicks" Rico Suave

[Intro]
Two trailer park girls go round me outside;
round me outside, round me outside
{*scratches*}
Two trailer park girls go round me outside;
round me outside, round me outside
{*scratches*}

Guess who's back
Back again
Diddy's back
Tell your girlfriends
Guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back
guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back.. {*Diddy hums*}

[Verse One: Manilla Diddy Combs]
I've created a monster, cause nobody wants to see Manilla D. no more
They want Diddy, he's chopped liver (huh?)
Well if you want Diddy, this is what I'll give ya
A little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor
Some Smirnoff Vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker
than a shock when you get shocked at the hospital
by the doctor when I'm not co-operating
While I'm rockin the table while he's masturbating (hey!!)
You waited this long, now stop debating
Cause I'm back, I'm in the welfare line a waiting
I know that you got a job Dick Cheney
but your fuckin' heart problem's complicating
So the FCC won't let me be
or let me be me, so let me see
They don't even play my music on MTV
But it feels so empty, without me
So, come on and dip, butt on your lips
Fuck that, cum on your lips, and some on your tits
And get ready, cause this shit's about to get heavy
I just settled all my ex-girlfriend relationships, FUCK YOU KATIE!

[Chorus: Manilla Diddy Combs]
Now this looks like a job for Diddy
So everybody, just follow me
Cause we need a little, controversy
Cause it feels so empty, without Diddy
I said this looks like a job for Diddy
So everybody, just follow me
Cause we need a little, controversy
Cause it feels so empty, without Diddy

[Verse Two: Manilla Diddy Combs]
Little Hellions, kids feelin rebellious
Embarrassed their parents suck their pelvis
They start feelin like prisoners helpless
'til someone comes along on a mission and yells BITCH!!!
A visionary, vision is scary
Could start a revolution, pollutin the air-in waves
A rebel, so just let me revel and bask
in the fact that I got everyone kissin my ass {*smak*}
And he's a master, such an ass-catastrophe
for you to see so damn much of my ass; you asked for me?
Well I'm back, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
{*bzzt*} Fix your bandana, suuuuuuueeee mmmmmmmeeeeee as soon as I
enter in, endin up under your skin like a splinter
The center of attention, back for the summer
I'm interesting, the best thing since professional wrestling
No Money Records will soon be infesting,
{*bzzt*} Testing, attention please
Feel the tension, soon as someone mentions Diddy
Here's my fifty cent, my two cent is free
A nuisance, who sent? You sent for Diddy?

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Manilla Diddy Combs]
A-tisket a-tasket, I go tit for tat with
anybody who's talkin this shit, that shit
Spongebob's friend Patrick, you can get your ass kicked
worse than Hardee's baking Limp Bizkits bastards
And Moby? You can get stomped by Bon Jovi
You thirty-six year old baldheaded fag, blow me
You don't know me, you're too old, let go
It's over, nobody listen to techno
Now let's go, just gimme the signal
I'll be there with a whole list full of new insults
I been dope, suspenseful with a pencil
ever since IBM turned Prince into a keyboard symbol {*typing sounds*}
But sometimes the shit just seems
everybody only wants to discuss me
So this must mean I'm dis-gus-ting
But it's just me, I'm just obscene
No I'm not the first king of controversy
I am the worst thing since Eminem, whodi!
to do rap music so selfishly
and used it to get myself no money
(Hey!!) here's a concept that works
Twenty million other white wiggers emerge
But no matter how many fish in the sea
It'll be so empty, without me

[Chorus]

{*Manilla Diddy Combs sings this twice:
"Chem-hie-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la"*}

[Manilla Diddy Combs] Kids!