Lyrics Diggy Simmons

Diggy Simmons

88

You know they gon' say

What Diggy know bout 88?

Well I know this much

They made a lotta money back then

And that's what mine lookin' like

Aye lil, it's Diggy

Got the key to the city

Check my family tree

You know uncle taught Diddy

Who turned around and taught Biggie

And Biggie taught Jigga

So you can just imagine what he teaching me

My top down in the winter

My doors up in the summer

I pulled up to the light

And I drove off with her number

88 is the number!

Like Michael Irvin but younger

Ain't no preserving my hunger

Now they're like "Where did he come from?"

Well I got 2 years in

And a couple of months

Yeah, the road was Bobby Brown

It had a couple of bumps

They be showing me love

Minus a couple of chumps

In my best Chris Tucker voice, "Is this what you want?! "

No need to front

Homie pardon my back

I'm gettin it crazy

How retarded is that?

I'm playin' my cards

Got a fist fulla ace's

And these lil faces

I'm spending you prolly could trace it

To 88

88 (And I'm still spending money from 88)

I hear the hate

I don't sweat it

Cause I'm getting that fetti' (I said it)

I see a lot of mad rappers

Derric D-Dot Angelettie

Compliments to the chef

Ya boy out here eatin great

Homie you ain't no umpire

Why you watchin my plate?

While you watchin my pockets, Jordan 3′s in my closet

I get it all sent to me

So, I don't need to go to shoppin

I ain't braggin, I'm swaggin

My fly ladies what's happening?

Shout to Nicki

I'm an Aries and we go good with Sag's

Mhmmm

Hope that made you smirk

I'm a flirt like Kirk

With Dirty Money God made dirt and (Uh) dirt don't hurt

This for my, That's gettin it every month on the first

No need to front

Homie pardon my back

I'm gettin it crazy

How retarded is that?

I'm playin' my cards

Got a fist fulla ace's

And these lil faces

I'm spending you prolly could trace it

To 88

88 (And I'm still spending money from 88!)

Yo, That's what my family was rockin'

I just sat back and watched em

I was only 13 So I ain't know nothin bout coppin'

I just knew that they had it

And if I asked then I got it

It all started from trees

Then it turned to narcotics

All the whips was exotic

All the chicks was erotic

Money was coming so fast

All you needed was product

And somebody to test it

Find a good place to try it

Never keep nothin' on you

Find a good place to hide it

If I'm in it I own it

Cause if I like it I buy it

Keep the loud in the air

Kinekt like that I'm quiet

How'd you hop in this platinum

And you ain't even near gold

Cause I'm still spendin' money

That's 24 years old!

88 (And I'm still spending money from 88!)