*featuring Loon, Marsha
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Yeah [3x]
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[Loon]
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Yo I'm a gangsta, outlaw; indoor, outdoor
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Nigga tell me, right, Loon goin south paw (that's right)
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It's Bad Boy we don't give a fuck about y'all (that's right)
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Step in the room see the bitch come up out y'all (that's right)
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I fuck with niggas but it's something about y'all (uh huh)
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Actin like Loon can't do shit without y'all (c'mon)
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I caught my menses in Benzes that out y'alls (yeah)
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See how it feel when your friends be without y'all (that's right)
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I been doin it, coke I been movin it
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Before you niggas thought of the block I been through with it
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Keep confusin this music shit, die for some foolishness
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Frontin like you a hardware usin bitch
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You hit the block, prolly lose your whip
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Niggas (yeah) snatch your watch and the rocks out your crucifix
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Watch (yeah) how we do this shit, (c'mon) Bad Boy 2Kin it (uh huh)
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So playboy, what type of paper is you playin wit
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[Chorus - Marsha - 2x]
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See that Bad Boy on the countdown (on the countdown)
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Too slow can't keep up, no, better run (better run)
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Don't stop, what we gone too far (yeah)
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Don't flop, what we just too large (oh)
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[P. Diddy]
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Let's get, one thing clear (that's right)
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Still the same cat who put the flavor in ya ear (c'mon)
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Still the same cat who let the BIG rock with Tony (yeah)
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Most wanted successful rap mogul (uh)
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Still got niggas wilin out on the floor (let's go)
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Still got the sky-blue drop-toppers on (yeah)
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Still eat at Justin's in Sean John velour (that's right)
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Still humble (c'mon) and still want more (uh)
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Still hate war, still want peace
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And I still can't stand to see blacks beefin
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y'all still sleepin and we still eatin
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Still bring that heat, wilin out on the weekends
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Still happy in black and don't need a reason (that's right)
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Still platinum back in London and Sweden (c'mon)
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Still pack the garden like Adam did Eve 'n (yeah)
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I still got rhymes to (yeah) leave your girlfriend freakin
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Haha Haha Haha Ha (I like that)
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(C'mon)
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(Let's go)
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[Chorus - 2x]
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[Loon]
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Aiyo, besides all the money and riches
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Videos and pictures, slippin, these silly hos will get ya (c'mon)
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But not me, I'm too cocky
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I love when the women scream "Hey Papi" (that's right)
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I love when a chick leave my crib knock-kneed (c'mon)
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And I love when a playa-hata try to knock me (yeah)
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Or cock-block me (yeah) but you can't stop me
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You come for all you want (yeah) but you (yeah) can't top me
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[P. Diddy]
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Yeah I'm just a B-A-D (c'mon) B-O-Y (that's right)
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Son we multiply, nigga we don't die
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Niggas frontin like we ain't fly (say what)
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But nigga can't name nothing that we ain't buy (c'mon)
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Or we ain't try, (that's right) or we ain't drive (yeah)
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The judge said "not guilty" and he ain't lie (he ain't lie)
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Niggas need a hit it's to me they cry (c'mon)
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So why front like nigga (yeah) P-D ain't live (yeah)
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C'mon, man (let's go)
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[Chorus - 4x]
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[Marsha]
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We got some, real niggas, real blingas, real money makers
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No- (Bad Boy baby) Bad Boys on top (we ain't goin, we ain't goin)
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They won't stop (we ain't gonna stop)
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No, we got some, real niggas, real blingas, real money makers
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No play, Bad Boys on top
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They won't stop
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On Top
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