You ready, Mase?
Party people in the place to be
It's about that time for us to
Yo, what you know about goin' out?
Head wet, 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
You make me feel so good
You know you make me feel so good
You know you make me feel so good
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