Yo, yo.
This Mase, you know what I'm sayin'
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You got niggas that snag 'cos I'm always with their bitch
Then you got niggas that just don't like, y'know those teenage feelings
But you know I talk a lot of shit
But i back it up though, see there's a difference
A lot of niggas pile up shit Then a lot of niggas don't make hits
But it's like this ol' Bad Boy shit
We come to bring it to you all
Me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever, Black Rob
If you wanna dance, you dance

(C'mon.)
Now trick what Mase who?
That ain't what Mase do
Got a lot of girls that'd love to replace you
Tend to you faithful, not behind your back
Niggas talkin' shit, we never mind that
Funny never find that, puff a dime sack
Ride high, make 'em save a vinnette
Niggas know you go against a Harlem gigolo
Get your hoe, make a low, make your honey trick low
I represent honies with money, fly guys in Gianni
Ride with the tints that be 35 per cent
Hoes with my lace, so I look both ways
Cop says OK, my tints smoke rays
No way, leave without handing me my shit
Got plans to get my land and my sticks
Niggas out of town don't understand that shit
Pop champagne like I won the championship

(C'mon)
Been around the world, and I, I, I
You been playa hatin'
(Sat what)
I don't know, and I don't know why
Why they want us faded
I don't know why they hate us
(Yeah) Because of the ladies,
(Uh-uh) or I drive a Mercedes
With the ladies.

There was one bad rumour
Dreamin' of a million
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 tense
Went from Bad Boy's to the crush linen man
Now my dividends be the new benjamins
Hoes of all complexions I like cinnamon
Make sure you got some hoes, so why don't send him in
What you waitin' for, let the freak show begin
How they came in the truck, (Now Puff that's a Benz
Mercedes, come here baby you don't like the way it's hot and hazy
Never shadey, must be crazy, it's ridiculous
How you put your lips on this
Don't kiss right there girlfriend, I'm ticklish
I be switchin' beats with switch full of gees
Please, I'm the macaroni with the cheese

(Repeat chorus)

Now Puff rule the world, even though I'm young
I make it my business to see that all ladies come
Get them off strong from the tip of my tongue
Lick them places niggas wouldn't dare to put their faces
Before I die hope I will make a flow pie
In a brand new trans una, ol' child
And when my throat dry, even when I smoke gra'
Eat the mommie cho cha, and drive a low top
We know we ride far, pack five in a car Save money for the drinks, I'm about to buy the bar
(Yeah)
And everywhere I drive I'm a star
Little kids all on the corner screamin' "that's my car"
It was days couldn't be fly
Now I'm in the T.I.
Coming clubs with B.I.
And now a homie V.I.
About time I'm five times gold, now honey I fold
While on the way you wanna go
Honey make a hundred at the tolls.

(Repeat Chorus)
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