Where`s Sean? lyrics

Artist  : Puff Daddy 
Song : Where`s Sean?
 


[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