D.T.P. - Love To a Diplomat lyrics

[Intro: Cam'ron] I had to tell her I don't care Can't lie, young, she got [?] I don't care, I told her "s** my dick" And I had to ask her this... [Hook x8: Lil Wayne] Ever made love to a Diplomat? [Verse 1: Cam'ron] I be with some Asian girls and we lost in Japan I tell 'em konichiwa, they say "of course you the man" I told 'em "I hear you, but that ain't important to Cam" I got my b**h choo-choo-choo poppin' right off of the Grand She be selling hair, I sell d**, we both down for the hustle And we speak the same language, yeah, ounces and bundles, kilos too Either way, keys of yay', TV shows with Lisa Ray Then back to the block, do I need to say, boy h*mo that E and J Aye, you get no chicks, that's no mystery The last girl you been in, Statue of Liberty And I fouls with this, you can have my a** to kiss But when I seen ya baby mama, had to ask her this... [Hook] [Verse 2: Cam'ron] I clean up well, loafers down to moccasins Back up off me, baby girl, I need some oxygen Yeah, I know, I know, I'm Mr. Get It Poppington But every time I see you coming, I'm like not again Chill girl, chill girl, I'm done, I ain't got more to give You can't cross the line, cause I let you cross the bridge It's blood banks, it's weed spots You can make 100 an hour s**ing three co*ks I don't care if your mother's sick, the rent's due You got 3 dollars, good, b**h, spend soon [Hook] [Outro] Dipset...