You ready, Mase?
Party people in the place to be (Uh huh)
It's about that time for us to (Yeah)
Yo, what you know about goin' out?
Head west, red Lex, TV's all up in the headrest
Try and live it up, ride true, a bigger truck
Piece all glittered up, stick up kid, nigga what?
Jig with a cut, sip Cris, spit it up
Ho's ride, get your nut 'till I can't get it up
I'm a big man, give this man room
I done hit everything from Cancun to Grant's Tomb
Why you standin' on the wall, hand on your balls?
Lighting up drugs always fightin' in the club?
I'm the reason they made the dress code
They figure I wouldn't wild when I'm in my fresh clothes
Dress as I suppose, from my neck to my toes
Neck full of gold, baguettes in my Rolls
Wreck shows, collect those extra O's
Buy the E, get a key to the Lex to hold
East, West, every state, come on, bury the hate
Millions the only thing we in a hurry to make
Whether friend or ex-friend in a Lex or a Benz
Let's begin, bring this BS to an end
Bad, bad, bad, bad boy (Yeah)
You make me feel so good (Bad boy)
You know you make me feel so good (Yeah)
You know you make me feel so good
(That's what we do)
Bad, bad, bad, bad boy (Come on)
I wouldn't change you if I could
I wouldn't change you if I could (Yeah)
I wouldn't change you if I could (Ah ah)
Come on
You can't understand, we be Waikiki
Sippin' DP 'til the TV look 3D
Little kids see me way out in DC
With a Z3, chrome BB's, they wanna be me
Niggas talkin' shit, they ought to quit
Unfortunate, they don't see a fourth what I get
And those be the same ones walkin' while I whip
Just started seeing cars 'cause they auctioned it
So while you daydream, my Mercedes gleam
And I deal with hoes that pose in Maybelline
One time you had it all, I ain't mad at y'all
Now give me the catalog, I'll show you how daddy ball
Six cars and power to fire big stars
Sit up, CEO style, smokin' on cigars, nigga
It's like y'all be talkin' funny
I don't understand language of people with short money
Bad, bad, bad, bad boy (Yeah)
You make me feel so good (Come on)
You know you make me feel so good
You know you make me feel so good
(That's what we do)
Bad, bad, bad, bad boy (Yeah)
I wouldn't change you if I could
I wouldn't change you if I could (Come on)
I wouldn't change you if I could (Ah ah)
Do Mase got the ladies? (Yeah, yeah)
Do Puff drive Mercedes? (Yeah, yeah)
Take hits from the '80s? (Yeah, yeah)
But do it sound so crazy? (Yeah, yeah)
Well me personally, it's nothin' personal
I do what work for me, you do what work for you
And I dress with what I was blessed with
Never been arrested for nothin' domestic
And I chill the way you met me
With a jet ski attached to a SE, smoke my Nestle
No mad rap, Ascap, where my check be?
Problem with y'all, I say it directly
Went from hard to sweet, starved to eat
From no hoes at shows to ménage in suites
Now I be the cat that be hard to meet
Gettin' head from girls that used to hardly speak
Bad, bad, bad, bad boy (Yeah)
You make me feel so good (Uh uh)
You know you make me feel so good
You know you make me feel so good
(Bad boy, that's what we do)
Bad, bad, bad, bad boy (Yeah)
I wouldn't change you if I could (Ah ah)
I wouldn't change you if I could (Come on)
I wouldn't change you if I could (Let's go)
Bad, bad, bad, bad boy (Yeah)
You make me feel so good (Uh uh)
You know you make me feel so good
You know you make me feel so good (Come on)
Bad, bad, bad, bad boy (Don't stop)
I wouldn't change you if I could (Ah ah)
I wouldn't change you if I could
I wouldn't change you if I could (Ah ah)
Mase, Harlem World, Bad Boy
Goodfellaz, baby
Yeah, and we won't stop
'Cause we can't stop
Mason Betha (Ha-ha!)
Yeah
Ow, come on