(Puff) Ahe he

(Mase) Yo turn me up in the headphones

(Puff) Like that?

(Mase) Yeah

(Puff) Bad Boy... we ain't gon' stop



Verse One: Mase



Now with Sean on the hot track, melt like it's hot wax

Put it out, all the stores, bet you could shop that (that's right)

Leave a nigga with a hot hat, fronting like

Bad Boy ain't got tracks (nigga stop that)

There's no guy slicker than this young fly nigga

Nickel-nine nigga, floss you die quicker (uh-huh)

This fed time outta town pie flipper

Turn Cristal into a Crooked I sipper

Everbody want to be fast, see the cash

Fuck around they weak staff, get a heat rash

Anything in Bad Boy way we smash (we smash)

Hundred G stash, push a bulletproof E-Class (ehehe)

I'm through with bein a player and a baller

Just want me one bad bitch so I can spoil her

Mase wanna be the one you respect, even when you're vexed

Rock Versace silks over spilled brunette

Got green never seen so you suck my jewels

Clutch my uz', anything I touch I bruise

Puff make his own laws, nigga fuck your rules (that's right)

Goodfellas, you know you can't touch us dudes



Chorus: Puff, Mase



[Puff] Don't push us, cause we're close to the, edge

[Puff] We're tryin, not to lose our heads, a-hah hah hah hah



[Mase] I get the feelin sometime that make me wonder

       Why you wanna take us under

[Puff] Why you wanna take us under

(repeat 2X)



[Mase] Can't nobody take my pride

[Puff] Uh uh, uh uh

[Mase] Can't nobody hold me down... ohh no

       I got to keep on movin



Verse Two: Mase



Broken glass everywhere *glass shatters*

if it ain't about the money, Puff, I just don't care (that's right)

I'm that Goodfella fly guy, sometimes wiseguys

Spend time in H-A-W-A-I-I

(Mase can you please stop smoking lah lah?)

Puff why try?  I'm a thug, I'ma die high

I be out in Jersey, puffin Hershey

Brothers ain't worthy to rock my derby

Though I'm never drugged, I'm the venom in the club, G

Though I know the thug be wantin to slug me (uh-huh)

Could it be I move as smoove as Bugsy? (yeah)

Or be at the bar with too much bubbly? (c'mon)

Yo I think it must be the girls want to lust me

Or is it simply the girls just love me

Brothers wanna: rock the Rolls, rock my clothes

Rock my ice, pull out Glocks, stop my life (uhh)

I'm like, "Damn, how these niggaz got they trust?

Used to be my man, how you gonna plot on my wife?"

Do you think you snake me, cause they hate me?

Or he got his Ph.D; Player Hater's Degree? (Ahaha!)



Chorus



Verse Three: Mase



Quit that!  (uh-huh) You a big cat?  (yeah)

Where your chicks at?  (yeah)  Where your whips at?  (where dey at?)

Wherever you get stacks, I'ma fix that

Everything that's big dreams, I did that (that's right)

Don't knock me cause you're boring

I'm record sales soaring (*whistling*) straight touring

Simply a lot of men be wantin to hear me

cause their words just don't offend me (uh-uh, uh-uh)

We spend cheese, in the West Indies

Then come home to plenty cream Bentleys (ahehe)

You name it, I could claim it

Young, black, and famous, with money hanging out the anus

And when you need a hit, who you go and get? (who?)

Bet against us?  Not a sure bet

We make hits that'll rearrange your whole set (that's right)

and got a Benz that I ain't even drove yet



Chorus



[Mase] Can't nobody take my pride

[Puff] Uh-uh, uh-uh

[Mase] Can't nobody hold me down... ohh no

[Puff] I got to keep on movin (keep it movin)

*repeat to fade*