featuring Puff Daddy

You ready Mase?
Party people
In the place to be
It's about that time
For us to
Yeah, uh-huh

First Verse:
Yo, what you know about goin out?
Head wet, red Lex
TV's all up in the headrest
Try and live it up
Ride into
Bigger truck
Peace all
Glittered up
Sticker kid
Nigga what? Jig with the cut
Sip Cris, spit it up
Hoes ride, get your nut
Till I can't get it up
I'm a big man, give this man room
I'ma hit everything, from Cancun to man's tomb
Why you standin' on the wall?
Hangin' 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 French clothes
Dress as I suppose, from my neck to my toes
Neck full of gold, but gets in my Rolls
Reck shows, collect those, extra O's
Buy an E, get a key, to the Lex
To hold, East, West, every state
Come on, bury the hate
Millions the only thing
We in the area to make
Better friend or ex-friend
In a Lex or a Benz
Let's begin
Bring this BS to an end
Come on

Chorus:
Bad, bad, bad, bad boy
You make me feel so good
You know you make me feel so good
You know you make me feel so good

Bad, bad, bad, bad boy
I wouldn't change you if i could
I wouldn't change you if i could
I wouldn't change you if i could

Verse Two:
You can't understand, we be
Ride kinky, sippin' DP
To the TV, look greedy
Little kids see me, way out in DC
With a Z3, chrome VB's
They wanna be me
Nigga's talkin' shit
They ought to quit
I'm fortunate
They don't see a fourth what I get
And those be the same ones walkin' while I whip
Just started seing cars
Cause they alternate
So while you daydream
Mama's city gleam
And I deal with hoes
That pose
In Maybeline
One time you had it all
I ain't mad at ya'll
Now give me the catalog
I'll show you how daddy ball
Six cars in power
The five big stars
Phillip, C, O, Chaz smokin' on cigars
Nigga
It's like ya'll
Be talkin' funny
I don't understand language
In people with short money
Come on

Chorus

Verse Three:
Do Mase got the ladies? Yeah, yeah
Do Puff drive Mercedes? Yeah, yeah
Take hits from the 80's? Yeah, yeah
But do it sound so crazy? Yeah, yeah
Well me personally
It's nuthin' 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 nuthin domestic
And I chill
They way you met me
With a jet ski
Attached to a SE
Smoke my Nestle
No mad rap
Ask Cat
Where my check be?
Problem with ya'll
I say it directly
Went from hard to sweeps
Started to eat
From no hoes at shows
To manaj in suites
Now I be the cat
That be hard to meet
Gettin' head from girls
That used to hardly speak
Come on

Chorus 5X

featuring Total

Total:
Tell me what you want (repeat 5x)

Chorus:
Tell me what you want from me
Take a look at what you see
Let me know if it's right here
Something you can have for years
Tell me what you want from me
Take a look at what you see
Let me know if it's right here
Something you can have for years

Mase:
Now Mase be the man wanna see you doing good
I don't wanna get rich, leave you in the hood
Girl in my eyes you the baddest
The reason why I love you, you don't lik me cause my status
I don't wanna see you with a cat rich living average
I wanna do my thing so we be established
And I don't want you rocking in Paris
I will give you karats till you feel youa rabbit
Anything in your path if you want you can have
Walk through the mall, if you like you can grab
Total it all up and out it on my tab
Then tell all your friends all the fun you had

Chorus

Mase:
Hey Mama, why don't you come here to Papa?
You don't like the way your tata's lookin at Shada?
In a 600 ain't no smokin cigada
Come over here I think i see your baby botta
There go the limit to my casha
If you in a rush you call me manana
Whatever you need girlfriend I got the whole enchilada
Just the way you like it Mase gonna do you propa
Girl I can tell you was meant for me
I can tell by the way you was sent for me
While I'm on tour trying to make them centuries
And they ask who your man you better mention me
If you dont you know you got a problems
If you want no beef girlfriend dont start none
And it just so happens that I'm seing cash
Cause you messed up a lot just trying to be phat
And I aint gonna ask who smashed the E-Class
Pull up to the rib with the whole front crashed
Now you wanna laugh and think thats the past
If you ever lie again that will be your ass

Chorus

Mase:
Now the more you treat me royal I adore you
That's why I dont mind doing these things for you
You did things for me I wouldn't believe you did
That's why I always want to keep you here
In a year or two I could see you with my kids
Girl, you make a thug want to get a legal gig
It's only right we spend our lonely nights
Gettin crazy biz till we awake the kids
Can't get to loud got respect for you honey
But keep it all real you come second to my money
Can you be my ghetto love prophecy?
Everybody love you girl not just me
And I know you really care a lot for me
I want to see you happy even if it's not with me

Chorus fades