(1) Sean John Combs is an American musical artist best known for his top 40 rap songs and collaborations. He is also known for his penchant for changing his name quite often. Previously, he's been known as "Puff Daddy", "P. Diddy", "Sean John", "Puff", and "Puffy".
Combs runs the record label Bad Boy Records, the clothing lines Sean John and Sean by Sean Combs, a movie production company, and two restaurants. He has taken the roles of recording executive, producer of reality TV, writer, arranger, clothing designer, and actor.
In August 2005, Sean Combs adopted the stage name "Diddy". Dearlove had used the stage name "Diddy" commercially since 1993. In 2006, after attempting to resolve the name conflict with Combs' management, Dearlove successfully filed suit against Combs. The terms of the amicable settlement ordered Combs to pay Dearlove "significant damages" and barred him from releasing music under the name "Diddy" in the UK.
(2) Richard Dearlove is a London-based musical artist best know for his hit single "Give Me Love" (#23 in the UK Charts). He also constructed worldwide smash remixes of Blondie's Atomic (#19 UK, #1 US Billboard), Heart of Glass (#15 UK) and Union City Blue. He has worked with a long list of artists such as Robert Palmer, Marianne Faithful, Dolly Parton, Alan Thompson, Steve Thomas, Wayne G, Republica, The Sugababes, Tall Paul, Andy Allder, The Tyrell Corporation, Rachel Auburn, Aetherius, MC Kinky, Blu Peter, Nusta and Donna Summer.
Dearlove is a popular DJ at a popular gay club called Megawoof! in London, and runs the record labels "Resident Records" and "Megawoof Records" along with DJ Daz Saund. He is currently working with UK rapper Rob FT as well as the San Francisco Opera.
PD World Tour
Diddy Lyrics
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Where Black Rob at?
PD world tourer, Harlem horror
We back
Yeah, yeah, yeah, y'all
Thought we was gonna stay away for a long time
So what you gon' do now?
Sorry
[Chorus]
Yo, Black Rob makin' all stops
We gon' party till this motherf***ing ball drops
Snatchin' all props
Switchin' gears on the Ducati
Cats schemin' prob'ly
But we ain't tryin' a hurt nobody (We ain't tryin' a hurt nobody)
We just tryin' a make it clear
There, B.R. is here
And we come to lock it down this year
So without further ado, we bring to you (Without further ado)
Your highness, (your highness) Black Rob, Spanish Harlem's finest
[Black Rob]
I be the PD world tourer, Harlem horror
Catch me in a Lex 470 or the Explorer
The underworld figure, mo' morals
Small s*** - it's only room to get bigger and spread love on my n****s
I figure I'm the best thing since ham and grits
That s*** flip it; it's off the hook; it's unlisted
The wizard like Juwan Howard
I drop the bomb when you want test the Don power
It's on dude; I warned you before the wildin'
My team: some sick cats, fresh from Ward's Island
I'm sayin' I try to tell 'em how I do due to the fact you
Was duckin' my debut, duckin' the Ginsu
B.R., natural born threat
He got his tech, and I ain't even put it on yet
Just imagine me and you toe to toe, back of the paddy wagon
To the death till one of us got no breath left
Protect that neck
[Chorus]
[Black Rob]
I roll with soldiers, quick to run pa** and snuff you
Regulate the streets of BK with bra** knuckles
At last stuck you and your so called team
Them so called men; cats sound like Ben Vareen
Caught me diggin' in the scene, one fifteen, Lex minivan light green
Watching my cream, stopping my cream
S***'s been tried before; my s***'s stress with no lactose at all
I mean I'm just limpin', 'cause right now I see the profit
Show me some grams; I chop it
Show me some land; I cop it
Show me some ho somewhere in the tropics
And I'm a suck the p**** till she beg me to stop it
That's real; I'm a tell you how the black man feel
Pack toast but still catch him with the backhand steel
Pimp status, while you run around with shrimp status
Got a gat and decided to clap at least twenty right at us
We ain't mad though; we got the bulletproof dough
And that's the way my n****s roll
If you was seein' his dough, you'd be the same baby
[Chorus]
[P Diddy]
Yo, when I walk up in the place, all eyes is on me
Is it me or the hundred grand worth of icy?
Can't underestimate me; I beg your pardon
If y'all ain't had guns, I probably wouldn't have brought my squadron
But unfortunately it's that war outside
And I still roll with bulletproof doors on my ride
They call me PD, holy like Koran
Rockin' Sean John, poppin' Sean Don
F***ing ghetto Don Juan
Top of the world - watch me snatch your hood treasure
Might have to check a few cats for good measure
Playboy, you know the drilly
Y'all cats is real silly
What I gotta do sell another ten milly?
It's crazy how they all fall down; all balls down
It's hectic so I send Black to come and check it
Ain't s*** changed; same s*** stains in the business
Approach me; play me closely; hopin' hopefully (keep hopin')
Before I slip I let you know that I'm on to ya
Your hands'll never touch my Bad Boy formula
And this year, I'm gonna hit 'em severe
Aiyyo, Paul, get the Bent
Let's get the f*** up outta here
[Chorus x 2]
In "PD World Tour," Black Rob and P Diddy come together for a hard-hitting rap track filled with vivid lyrics, top-notch production, and powerful delivery. The song starts with Black Rob proclaiming himself as the PD World Tourer, who's stopping at every city, making the crowd go crazy with his music and style. He describes himself as an underworld figure with high morals and a desire to love and spread positivity amongst his brothers. Rob shows his confidence by proclaiming himself as the best, a wizard like Juwan Howard, and warns his opponents about his lethal capabilities when challenged.
P Diddy, on the other hand, enters the song with his unique style, making everyone's eyes turn to him. He talks about the harsh realities of the world outside and how he's always armed, with bulletproof doors protecting him as he moves through the streets. He describes himself as PD, short for 'pretty different,' and compares himself to the holy books by being a holy figure like Koran. Diddy has a confident and arrogant presence in the song, talking about his wealth, his popularity, and how he can take on anybody with his Bad Boy formula.
The chorus of "PD World Tour" is catchy and urges everyone to party until the midnight ball drops as Black Rob and P Diddy rap about their experiences and what makes them who they are. Overall, "PD World Tour" is a song that celebrates Black Rob and P Diddy's status, combining their talent, style, and boldness into an awesome collaboration.
Line by Line Meaning
PD world tourer, Harlem horror
Black Rob is a touring rapper from Harlem, known for his intense and scary persona.
We gon' party till this motherf***ing ball drops
We are going to party all night long until the ball drops on New Year's Eve.
Switchin' gears on the Ducati
Black Rob switches gears on his Ducati motorcycle.
But we ain't tryin' a hurt nobody
Despite appearances, our intentions are not to hurt anyone.
We just tryin' a make it clear
We are trying to make it known that we are here and we mean business.
And we come to lock it down this year
We are determined to be successful this year and establish our dominance.
I be the PD world tourer, Harlem horror
Black Rob reiterates his persona as a touring rapper from Harlem, known for his intensity and fear-inducing demeanor.
The underworld figure, mo' morals
Black Rob sees himself as a powerful and influential figure in the rap world, with strong moral values.
Small s*** - it's only room to get bigger and spread love on my n****s
Even though he has achieved a lot, Black Rob still has room to grow and plans to share his success with his friends.
I figure I'm the best thing since ham and grits
Black Rob believes that he is incredibly talented and valuable in the rap world.
It's on dude; I warned you before the wildin'
Black Rob is issuing a warning that he is about to start wilding out and causing trouble.
My team: some sick cats, fresh from Ward's Island
Black Rob’s team is made up of some dangerous and unpredictable guys, who he refers to as ‘sick cats’ – likely referring to their rap skills.
Just imagine me and you toe to toe, back of the paddy wagon
Black Rob is issuing a challenge to fight, envisioning himself and his opponent in the back of a police wagon.
To the death till one of us got no breath left
Black Rob is serious about his fights and is willing to fight until one of them dies.
I roll with soldiers, quick to run pa** and snuff you
Black Rob rolls with some tough guys who are quick to attack others and don't hold back.
Caught me diggin' in the scene, one fifteen, Lex minivan light green
Black Rob was spotted by someone while he was in the scene, driving a 115 Lexus minivan that was light green in color.
I mean I'm just limpin', 'cause right now I see the profit
Black Rob is downplaying his success (referring to it as ‘limpin’'), but admits that he sees the profit in his endeavors.
Show me some grams; I chop it
Black Rob is interested in buying drugs (‘grams’) and preparing them for use (‘chop it’).
Show me some land; I cop it
Black Rob is interested in buying some land ('cop it') as an investment.
And I'm a suck the p**** till she beg me to stop it
Black Rob is explicit in saying that he is willing to perform oral sex on a woman for an extended period of time until she begs him to stop.
Pimp status, while you run around with shrimp status
Black Rob sees himself as a successful pimp (‘pimp status’) while his enemies are not as successful (‘shrimp status’).
Got a gat and decided to clap at least twenty right at us
Someone decided to shoot at Black Rob and his crew with a gun (‘gat’), firing at least 20 shots at them.
And that's the way my n****s roll
Black Rob’s crew is known for handling situations where they are under attack in a calm and collected manner.
Your hands'll never touch my Bad Boy formula
Diddy (PD) is warning people to stay away from his successful Bad Boy Entertainment formula, which is the key to his success.
It's crazy how they all fall down; all balls down
Diddy is amazed at how quickly his competition falls apart when compared to his own success.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: DERIC MICHEAL ANGELETTIE, HENRI CHARLEMAGNE, ROBERT ROSS
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