| Lyrics: | (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 |
