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 faded [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 places niggaz wouldn't dare put they faces (c'mon)
Before
I die, hope I, remake a flow by
In the
brand new treasure on a old try
Now
when my third dry, even when the smoke lie
Eat
the mami chochi and drive a low-ride
We never
ride far, packed 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 scream, 'That's my car!'
It was
days couldn't be fly, now I'm in a T.I.
Come
in clubs with B.I., now a nigga V.I. (uh-huh)
Rock
tons of gold, nuff money I fold
Roll
the way you wanna roll, break a hundred out the toe
Chorus
Chorus
w/ Puff talking while B.I.G. sings
You know, sometimes I gotta ask myself
Why's there so much jealousy in the world?
Don't look at mine, get yours
(music
fades)