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Intro: Daddy

(Don't stop, I'm not yet [8x])
Do you ever ask yourself, when are they ever stop?
Do you ever ask yourself, when are gonna stop making those hits?
Do you ever ask yourself, when are they stop making us dance?
Do you ask yourself,
When those Bad Boy are GONNA MAKING ALL THIS MONEY?!

One: Styles Paniro

I lick at intruders
Take the coke money and invest in
Tryin' to reach the level, Rolex with the ice bezel
through the ghetto, in a Porsche Carrero
But for now I'll play the of the cruiser
Light another for the three time losers
Pour out some beer, bust out the
and gentleman
Bullets will leave you
up
I got my cuban cooking up
We got it all Heron to Fishscale
New York to Ismail get locked, I'm bail
My style is flashy like a fiver
Going around the globe, hunnies wearing silk
to flip the script, bust the whip
Legend with the chip, dark blue with my dipped
To the feds, me if you can
I'm a still with my man on the Peter Pan
Get there and the bricks in the sand
They I want a tan, I'm sittin' on a hundred grand
So I can hit the and take a shower
Head back to the airport, and hide the in the tower
Stack by the keys
L to the O to the X see

Chorus: Puff

Bad Boy, Bad Boy, you gonna do
What you gonna do when they for you
(Gun cocking) You'll see, (gun cocking) you'll se

Interlude: Daddy

See, 1996 man,
And we gonna do the thing to you we did to you in '95.
We gonna keep hittin' you in your head with all

Verse Two:

Yeah then, you better act like you know
L to the O, X amount the
nothin' change but the range since I got the inf.
Dot on your head, take all strength
Yeah, I'm in it for the
I'll get up in your seam I'm sonning you like a nigga from Queens
My tape in your duel cassette me
Tryin' to get in front of me playa, but you ain't gettin' of me
Better off gunnin' me, with hot slugs me
'Cause you and I both know, the is coming B
you want it? now or later?
I get mine and like a fresh pair of 'gators
With my mega click, involved in Montega
is mega sick, and you know we roll mega thick
Up north they bust your man
In the custom van, interrupt your
Now it's back to grams, DAMN, that somethin'
All that for frontin', you gonna do? nothin'
So let's keep rationalized
Everything I write nationalize
I'm into money, twistin' hunnies
Niggaz is coupes while you on the stoop lookin' funny
I'm a scorer, shorty love the aura
Pussy wasn't all that, that's why I called her
all about quick whips and fast knicks
Gats with mad clips, TV's in whips
My style tight like Gotti when I you
Seasoned Picatti, or Versace joints the buckle
Get the facts, I'm tryin' to get the Beamer the hatch
Cop one for my man, so ill shits
around all crazy twistin' hunnies back
And breakin' that come to gamble with small stacks
though, screw y'all, I never knew y'all
Your click be yellow lights, I'm runnin' through y'all

Verse Three: Sheek

Yo, hard as it is to a buck I ain't tryin' to get stuck
So I'm a keep handlin' beef I don't give a fuck
It's all respect Tek-9's and papes
Big house in Italy, in the yard with crushin' grapes
So I go to my steam room and give a long prayer
Knowing one day I'll be Sheek Luchion the mayor
out in my house or office
Blunt spots and crooked cops can't grow shit so the town this
(Uh-hun)
My rollin' in Jags, Cruisers, and Coupes
Givin' rallies, and holdin' parades for the groups
Now what you do?
they come for you
The same thing you been
Eye
And gum chewing (whoooh)
me and my mans are pursuin'
Who you the ladies are enhancin'
Rocking I'm dancing in the mansion
So cheers to life of the ice in your and your watches
And you'll see how wo lock

Verse Four: The B.I.G.

Click, click, uh, uh, uh
talkin' it but ain't livin' it
Crystal pops I'm sippin' it, mob and lizard shit
'Gator trunks bitch, rollin' blunts the williest of the willy
cocked M-1's and nine millies
Stories a motherfucker (that's right)
Model wondering if I'm a fuck with her
She know I my bitches like Ivana
and Gabana

Big poppa never
H-class shinin'
Dinner with the wifey winin',
Smoking cigars in
With Colombian niggaz Panama
And and shit
Games we play life
Bitches bending with ease
For a pair of jeans
And Karan tank tops I got your bank stopped
on top

Under the of 'em

>From duplex to
keys hidin' G's overseas
in my V's
Game elevates, money I
Gets your stocks and real estates,
Jet skiing in the Caribean, sands
Discusing plans with my
Dark blue land, smoke tint chrome rims and
That your rear views tremblin'
What you gonna do when poppa catch an
to your knees and show gratitude
Kiss my rings it's a Frank White thing I potent
Bitch is devoted, take my dick and deep it

You'll see (Don't stop), see