[Puffy] (Mase) |Kelly|
 Yeah  we up now  yeah (Uh c'mon)
 Yeah  we up now (Uh  uh c'mon)
 We up now |Baby  I like it|
 Yeah  yeah (Uh  uh c'mon)
 (Uh uh c'mon) |I like it babe|
 (Uh uh c'mon)
 (C'mon c'mon c'mon)
 They're back

 [Puffy]
 Yo  now nobody party like we party
 You wouldn't know 'till you cats see me party
 I hardly sip bacardi
 So your clique think a nigga to pretty to sip a mixed drink (uh uh)
 But chicks think when they see I be a V.I.P. D-I-double D-Y
 Be the cat that kick back, bring all the stars out
 Same cat you know bring all the cars out (yep yep)
 All our street cats buy all the bars out (yep yep)
 Don't know whatch'all 'bout but I'm livin' it up
 Ten mill' yeah, I'm bigger than what
 So you know on the low when I blow, niggas givin' it up (they got to)
 They know why everything I touch is so fly
 Mult-I so I stay swimmin' in cho-chi
 All day the niggas from New York to Norway
 My name hold more weight than Broadway

 1 - [Kelly Price]
 You like the way I do the things I do
 It's all for you
 No way to fill my shoes
 Cuz all I do, I do for you

 The more cheddar, the more better
 Ever since I was young I was a go-getter
 And you should know better to call Puff the coketeller
 Knowin' I'm a Hummer wholesaler
 And you should know this
 I'm a poet, got money won't show it
 I'm like Russell plus I got the right hussle
 Talk slick, I might bust you
 Watch your manners, I be on the cameras
 I be the next cat down in Atlantis
 Or Pacific to be specific, lifestyle too terrific
 Hop in the van shop when we land
 Don't worry bout the pilot chattin' in the Chopper's my man
 I ain't only from Harlem, I'm from the Heartland
 When I got problems I send in a dark van
 Cats in the street treat me like a mob man
 Been number one so much, call me Mr. Chart Man

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 Yo, I tried to hold back, I can't hold back
 Y'all could be all that, I want it all back
 I sat back, let niggas get they dough
 I played the cut and let niggas rip they show
 Sip they mo', watch niggas pop they Cris'
 Cop they whip, brag about they watch and shit
 But watch this shit, I'mma put a stop to this
 I got to flip, the v's niggas pop the shit, come on
 And I been copped the six, been droppin' hits
 Been rock my wrist, and flood my dial
 These haters be hatin, but love my style
 And ladies go crazy, they love my smile
 P. Diddy the man push Bentley Sedan, nigga
 Get money, that's simply the plan
 True Chocolate Mack who's pocket's fat
 You wanna rock nigga, rock to that with Bad Boy

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 [Mase] (Puffy)
 Yep yep, All Out
 Yep yep, H World
 Yep yep, Bad Boy
 Yep yep, wanna blow
 Yep yep, I'm a problem
 Yep yep, can I be
 Yep yep, Crime Fam'
 Yep yep, suga suga
 Uh uh uh
 Uh uh uh
 Uh uh uh
 Uh uh, uh uh (Yeah, we up now)
 Uh uh uh uh uh (yeah, yeah, true that)
 Uh uh uh uh uh
 All Out, we back we back
 (We gon' see what you could do now cuz we up now)
 Yeah Baby Stase, Blinky Blink
 (It's our time, come on, come on, come on, come on