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[Featuring Mase Notorious B.I.G.] Intro: Mase Yo yo this Mase youknowhatI'msayin? You got niggaz that don't like me for whatever reason You got niggaz that don't wanna see me rich You got niggaz that's mad cause I'm always with they bitch Then you got niggaz that just don't like me You know the those P.H.D. niggaz But you know I pop a lot of shit but I back it up though see it's a difference a lot of niggaz pop shit But a lot of niggaz don't make hits But it's like this whole Bad Boy shit we come to bring it to y'all niggaz, me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever Black Rob If you wanna dance, we dance Verse One: Mase Now trick what? Lace who? That ain't what Mase do Got a lot of girls that'd love to replace you Tell you to your face Boo, not behind your back Niggaz talk shit, we never mind that Funny, never find that, Puff a dime stack Write hot shit, and make a nigga say, 'Rewind that' Niggaz know, we go against the Harlem Jigalo Getcha hoe, lick her low, make the bitch, hit the do' I represent honies with money fly guys with gems Drive with the tints that be thirty-five percent Hoes hope I lay so I look both ways Cop says, 'OK, my tint smoke gray' No way, nigga leave without handin me my shit Got plans to get my Land and my 6 Niggaz outta pen'll understand this shit Pop champagne like I won a championship (uhh, uhh) Chorus: sung by Notorious B.I.G. spoken words by Puff Been around the world and I I I And we been playa hated [say what?] I don't know and I don't know why Why they want us hated [ahehe] I don't know why they hate us [yeah] Is it our ladies? [uh-huh] Or I drive Mercedes [uhh, uhh] Bay-bee bay-BEE! Verse Two: Puff Daddy I was in one bedroom, dreamin of a million (yeah) Now I'm in beach houses, cream to the ceiling (that's right) I was a gentleman, livin in tenements Now I'm swimmin in, all the women that be tens (hoo) Went from Bad Boys to the Crushed Linen Men Now my divi-dends be the new Benjamins (uh-huh) Hoes of all complexions, I like cinnamon Mase you got some hoes well nigga, send em in (c'mon) What you waitin for, let the freak show begin How they came in a truck? (Mase: Nah Puff, that's a Benz) Mercedes, c'mere baby, you don't like the way it's hot and hazy, never shady, you must be crazy It's ridiculous, how you put your lips on this Don't kiss right there girlfriend I'm ticklish (heheh) And I be switchin fees with a wrist full of G's Nigga please, I'm the macaroni with the cheese Chorus Verse Three: Puff Daddy, Mase Now Puff rule the world, even though I'm young I make it my biz to see that all ladies come (yeah) Get em all strung from the tip of my tongue Lick em pl Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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