Where's Sean? Lyrics - Black Rob

[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 

I'm'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 want to know where they came from 

Or who sent them 

First nigga to find them better bend'em 

'cause I just spoke to Polly Fontaine 

Shit ain't a game, and Sean feel the same 

So why'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 be -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 forty 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 I'm'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 I'm'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 that's 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 'cause 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 

I'm'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 

why'all niggas is crazy I was only joking man 

I just wanted to see if my family was on point