Can't Nobody Hold Me Down (bad Boy Remix Clean Version) Lyrics - Mase

Bad Boy, 

(We ain't gon' stop) Now with Sean on the hot track, melt like it's hot wax 

Put it out, all the stores, bet you could shop that (that's right) 

Leave a nigga with a hot hat, fronting like Bad Boy ain't got tracks (nigga stop that) 

There's no guy slicker than this young fly nigga 

Nickel-nine nigga, floss you die quicker (uh-huh) 

This fed time outta town pie flipper 

Turn Cristal into a Crooked I sipper 

Everybody want to be fast, see the cash 

Fuck around they weak staff, get a heat rash 

Anything in Bad Boy way we smash (we smash) 

Hundred G stash, push a bulletproof E-Class (hehe) 

I'm through with bein a player and a baller 

Just want me one bad bitch so I can spoil her 

Mase want to be the one you respect, even when you're vexed 

Rock Versace silks over spilled brunette 

Got green never seen so you suck my jewels 

Clutch my uz', anything I touch I bruise 

Puff make his own laws, nigga fuck your rules (that's right) 

Goodfellas, you know you can't touch us dudes 

Don't push us, cause we're close to the, edge 

We're tryin', not to lose our heads, a-hah hah hah hah 

Broken glass everywhere 

If it ain't about the money, Puff, I just don't care (that's right) 

I'm that Goodfella fly guy, sometimes wiseguys 

Spend time in H-A-W-A-I-I 

(Mase can you please stop smoking lah lah?) 

Puff why try? I'm a thug, I'ma die high 

I be out in Jersey, puffin' Hershey 

Brothers ain't worthy to rock my derby 

Though I'm never drugged, I'm the venom in the club, G 

Though I know the thug be wantin' to slug me (uh-huh) 

Could it be I move as smoove as Bugsy? (yeah) 

Or be at the bar with too much bubbly? (c'mon) 

Yo I think it must be the girls want to lust me 

Or is it simply the girls just love me 

Brothers wanna, rock the Rolls, rock my clothes 

Rock my ice, pull out glocks, stop my life (uh) 

I'm like, "Damn, how these niggas got they trust? 

Used to be my man, how you gonna plot on my wife?" 

Do you think you snake me, cause they hate me? 

Or he got his Ph.D; Player Hater's Degree? (Ahaha!) 

Can't nobody take my pride, can't nobody hold me down oh no 

I got to keep on movin' 

Quit that! (uh-huh) You a big cat? (yeah) 

Where your chicks at? (where) Where your whips at? (where dey at?) 

Wherever you get stacks, I'ma fix that 

Everything that's big dreams, I did that (that's right) 

Don't knock me cause you're boring 

I'm record sales soaring straight touring 

Simply a lot of men be wantin' to hear me 

'Cause their words just don't offend me (uh-uh, uh-uh) 

We spend cheese, in the West Indies 

Then come home to plenty cream Bentleys (hehe) 

You name it, I could claim it 

Young, black, and famous, with money hangin' out the anus 

And when you need a hit, who you go and get? (who?) 

Bet against us? (Not a sure bet) 

We make hits that'll rearrange your whole set (that's right) 

And got a Benz that I ain't even drove yet 

Don't push us, cause we're close to the, edge 

We're tryin', not to, lose our heads, a-hah-hah-hah-hah 

I get the feeling sometimes, that make me wonder 

Why you want to take us under (Why you want to take us under) 

I get the feeling sometimes, that make me wonder 

Why you want to take us under (Why you want to take us under) 

Can't nobody take my pride, can't nobody hold me down oh no 

I got to keep on movin' 

Can't nobody take my pride, can't nobody hold me down oh no 

I got to keep on movin' 

Can't nobody take my pride, can't nobody hold me down oh no 

I got to keep on movin' 

Can't nobody take my pride, can't nobody hold me down oh no 

I got to keep on movin'