Freestyle - Puff Daddy And Mase Lyrics - Funkmaster Flex

[Puff Daddy] 

Yo, check this out 

I go by the name of Puff Daddy 

and I got my man Ma$e 

He got somethin to say 

[Ma$e] 

Yo check this out this Ma$e the Roy Jones of this rap shit 

I'm young I'm pretty I'm hittin hard 

I'm in the best shape of my life 

Niggaz don't wanna get in the ring with me 

Word up, this Bad Boy, Harlem on the rise 

You don't want a problem with us guys... mmmhmm 

[Puff Daddy (starts during 2nd line above of Ma$e)] 

Niggaz sayin Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that 

All I hear is mad more hits and mad more tracks 

(repeat 3X) 

Niggaz sayin Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that 

All we make is mad more hits and mad more tracks, c'mon!! 

[Ma$e] 

You know I can't see less than a E.S., with G.S.V.S. (yeah) 

And I won't stop til we rest in Key West (uh-huh) 

This be the Ma$e Bad Boy debut (that's right) 

Y'all niggaz in the back, steady sayin I'm souped 

Your hoes in the front, steady sayin I'm cute (that's right) 

Beep me all day just to lay up in the Coupe (ha ha) 

I hit fam tell KAM pick me in the Land 

Go blow six grand go catch a quick tan 

I'm a big trick, drink expensive liquids 

I see riches straight from the district (whoo!) 

So how you expect you can jerk your check (I don't know) 

Then you come home thinkin you deserve the sex 

Yo I merk when I jet in convertible Lex 

And I move too swift, might hurt your neck (ahaha) 

I jump out the Lex with the iceberg sweat 

Platinum chain hang with a third of baguettes (c'mon) 

This year P niggaz gon fear me, hear me 

Wave my treble, put my shit on blazin levels 

C'mon niggaz, give em what I got 

Since you want butter now you got to take it while it's hot 

I wasn't gonna talk but you made this a issue 

Now I got to get you, send dog to sick you 

Pull a pistol, make all my shots hit you 

Rip your tissue, send you place where they miss you 

{Puff Daddy repeats in background 2X} 

Niggaz sayin Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that 

All I hear is mad more hits and mad more tracks 

Walk the Ave then kiss you, man you wish you 

never fucked with Ma$e, his work be official 

Can't scar the man with ?don de farges? 

That rock, everything from rap to R&B 

Oh yeah, nine-seven, won't be your year 

Don't go there, it ain't nuff dough here, you can't blow here 

Ma$e alone, and with Puff, there's no fear 

Bad Boy rule forever, we ain't goin nowhere 

What nigga? Bad Boy, Harlem on the rise 

{Puff Daddy repeats in background 3X} 

All I hear is mad more hits and mad more tracks 

Niggaz sayin Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that 

My niggaz ?killa KMC or Shiek? 

All the niggaz that's down with me, my dynasty 

Nine-seven, street team, uhh, what what? 

{Puff Daddy} 

All I hear is mad more hits and mad more tracks 

You bitches!