(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?