Diddy Zone lyrics

Get off the couch, get out your head

(I like this right here, I know you do)

Get off the couch, get out your head

(Ready? I'm ready)

Get in your motherfuckin' Diddy zone and stand

(Talk to 'em)

If you throwing that shade and you hating

You better leave this alone

And if you crying, you whine 'til the night time

You got to leave that shit home

Pay up, pay up, pay up

All you people hit the deck now

I'm 'bout to set that fire, fire, fire

Now watch me stop and drop and roll now

You know I talk that truth (uh huh)

I kinda feel some type of way now (some type of way)

They be forgetting who's who

I'm 'bout to make 'em all remember

Feel me?

Get off the couch, get out your head

Get in your motherfuckin' Diddy zone and stand

So turn it up, your evil mode

Go even harder than you never have before (Let's go)

Get off the couch, get out your head

Get in your motherfuckin' Diddy zone and stand

So turn it up, your evil mode

Go even harder than you never have before

If you throwing that shade and you hating

You better leave this alone (I like this right here)

And if you crying, you whine 'til the night time

You got to leave that shit home

(Yeah, come on)

Wake up, wake, wake, wake up, hey

I'm off of work and I got something for him to taste

Said wake up, wake, wake, wake up, hey

I'm flying on my bird to the party and I can't be late (Let's go)

Somebody set me off, baby, things were [?]

That zombie on my catwalk tryna interrupt my walking

Was that a cough? Well, that's my fault, then

I bought that block of ice around my neck and made it frozen

Get off the couch, get out your head

Get in your motherfuckin' Diddy zone and stand

So turn it up, your evil

Go even harder than you never have before (Let's go)

Get off the couch, get out your head

Get in your motherfuckin' Diddy zone and stand

So turn it up, your evil mode

Go even harder than you never have before

If you throwing that shade and you hating

You better leave this alone (I like this right here)

And if you crying, you whine 'til the night time

You got to leave that shit home

(Yeah, come on)

I hop up on the couch

Pop a bottle and I do my Diddy dance

When I hop up on the couch

All the boys wanna try to squeeze my ass

Now we poppin' and poppin and poppin', poppin' bottles off

Now we poppin' and poppin and poppin', poppin' bottles off

Now we poppin' and poppin and poppin', poppin' bottles off

Now we poppin' and poppin and poppin', poppin' bottles off

Everybody, everybody say yeah (Turn me up)

Everybody, everybody say yeah (Get loud)

Get off the couch, get out your head

Get in your motherfuckin' Diddy zone and stand (That's right)

So turn it up, your evil mode (Talk to 'em

Go even harder than you never have before (I like this right here)

Get off the couch, get out your head

Get in your motherfuckin' Diddy zone and stand

So turn it up, your evil mode (Turn me up)

Go even harder than you never have before

• Artist:Fergie
• Album:Double Dutchess