ft. Mase





Huh...Yo turn me up in the headphones

(Puff) Like that? (Mase) Yeah

(Puff) Bad Boy... We aint goin stop



Now its on.. on the hot track melt like its hot wax

Put it out all the stores, bet you could shop that

Leave a nigga with a hot hat

Frontin like bad boy.. and got tracks

(Nigga stop that)

Theres no guy slicker than this young fly nigga

Nickel-nine nigga floss you die quicker

This bed time outta town pie flipper

Turned cristal into a crooked Ides sipper

Everybody want to be fast.. see the cash

F... around weak staff get a heat rash

Anything bad boy way we smash hundred feet a stash

Push a bulletproof east lasts

Im through being a player and a baller

Just loan me one bad bit so I can sparlah

Mase wanna be the one respect cave em in effects

Rock versace silks over spilled brunette

Got green never seen, so you suck my jewels

Clutch my oove, anything I touch I bruise

Puff make his own Lord, nigga f... your rules (Thats right)

Goodfellas, you know you cant touch this doo



Chorus:

Dont push us, cuz were close to the edge

Were tryin not to lose our head, uh, hah, hah, hah

I get the feelin sometimes they make me wonder

Why you wanna take us under, why you wanna take us under..



Cant nobody take my pride

Cant nobody hold me down, Oh no

I got to keep on movin



Broken glass.. everywhere

If it aint about the money Puff I just dont care

Im that goodfella fly guy sometimes wiseguys

Been time I hatecha, W A ah ah

Mase could you please stop smokin, la, la

Puff why try, Im a thug, Im a die ha

I be out in Jersey puffin hershey

Brothers aint worthy to rock my derby

No Im never drugged honey when Im in the club G

God know the thug be wantin to slug me

Could it be I move as smoove as bugsy

Or be at the bar with too much bubbly

Naw I think it must be the girls want to lust me

Or is it simply the girls just love me (Brothers wanna)

Rock my Rolls, rock my clothes, rock my ice

Pull out glocks, stop my light

Im like damn how these niggas got the cut

Used to be my man how you gonna plot on my wife

Do you think you snake me.. cuz they hate me

Or you got a phd player haters degree



Chorus



Quit that, you a big cat..

Where your chicks at, where your whips at..

Wherever you get stacks Im a fix that

Everything mass big dreams, I did that

Dont knock me cuz your borin

Im about to sail soarin, straight tourin

Simply a lot of men be wantin to hand me

Cuz their words just dont offend me

We spend cheese, In the West Indies

And come home to plenty of cream bent me

You name it, I can claim it young black and famous

Wit money hangin out your anus

And when you need a hit, who you gonna get

Bet against us, not a sho bet

We made hits thatll rearrange your whole set

And I got a Benz that I aint even drove yet



Chorus



Cant nobody take my pride

Cant nobody hold me down, oh, no

I got to keep on movin