(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 v-neck

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

[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

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)

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