(why you over there lookin' at me) (why my girl standin' here) Hey yo Mase, you know what I don't like? I don't like when, you know, I'm in a club And I'm with my honey You got, well you know, the haters They wanna be tough guys all of the sudden Hit you with the ice-cooler, you know Hehe, cause you boys ain't with you Little do they know, your girl roll harder than Some of yo niggaz Dig?
Verse One: Puff Daddy
Now what the hell is you lookin' for? Can't a young man get money anymore? Let my pants zag down to the floor Really do it matter as long as I score? Can't my car look better than yours? Can I have a bad bitch without no flaws Come to see me without no draws In a stretch Lex with about ten doors? How is murder? Pete Ditty, name me pretty Did it for the money, now can you get with me? People wanna know who is he, he get busy *** so much izzy, girls get dizzy Niggaz on the block know Mase motto One thing about Harlem World, we all got doe 98' Tahoe, Tommy and a Roscoe *** by Donny Brascoe
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Verse Two: Mase
Yo, I can't get mad cause you lookin' me Aha, cause on the real, look at me Yo, it always be the haters that be sittin' in the rear This and every year, but they better listen here You cats keepin' it real, you cats is on yo own Cause bein' broke and alone is something I can't condone Plus it wont be long till they send me *** Sit gently, while I'm on the Bentley phone Why you don't like me? Cause I'm mad fly and icy? And why you can't satisfy yo wify And if it wasn't for this Bad Boy exposure CD, TV, really would I know ya Now me and blink float in the gold Rover So it's only right you get the cold shoulder And if you got a girl, don't be real committed Cause Mase will hit it, you gotta deal with it
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Verse Three: Mase
We was all at the Greek fest, it's hot and sandy *** I'm with my family Tank top, flip flop, really nothing fancy But get approached by a girl named Tammy Who looked good enough to be miss Miami But say, since I'm her peeps, call her Candy Than she starts to aks about Aaliyah and Brandy Tellin' me how she met Puff down at the Grammy's He ain't tell you I was the one with no pennies? Boo, you know how many he meet with no pennies? that's right Please, tell me something that I don't know Like if we have sex, you don't want doe And if it's not a problem you can meet me at 10 I'll be in room 112 and bring four friends And if you gon' hit me, it gotta be a quickie And please no hickies, cause wify's with me