(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