Intro: Puff Daddy
(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: Mase
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
Spray 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
Undercover by Donny Brascoe
Chorus
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
Chorus
Verse Three: Mase
We was all at the Greek fest, it’s hot and sandy
I rent scooters, 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 panties
Boo, you know how many he meet with no panties? 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
Chorus