Can't Nobody Hold Me Down (feat. Mase) [2016 Remaster]
Diddy; Mase
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Bad Boy
We ain't gon' stop
Now it's Sean on the hot track, melt like it's hot wax
Put it out, all the stores, bet you can shop that
Leave a nigga with a hot hat
Frontin' like Bad Boy ain't got tracks, nigga stop that
There's no guy slicker than this young fly nigga
Nickel nine licker, floss, you die quicker
This bedtime, out of town pie flipper
Turn Cristal into a crooked eye sipper
Everybody wanna be fly, see the cash
Fuck around and weak staff get a heat rash
Anything in Bad Boy way we smash
Hundred G stash, push a bulletproof E-Class
I'm through with being a player and a baller
Just want me one bad bitch so I can spoil her
Mase wanna be the one you respect, even when you're vexed
Rock Versace silks over steel V-necks
Got green, never seen, so you suck my jewels
Clutch my Uzi, anything I touch I bruise
Puff nigga's own law, nigga fuck your rules
Goodfellas, you know you can't touch this dude
Don't push us 'cause we're close to the edge
We're trying not to lose our heads
Hahahaha
Broken glass everywhere
If it ain't about no money, Puff, I just don't care
I'm that Goodfella fly guy, sometime wise guy
Spend time in H-A-W-A-I-I
"Mase, can you please stop smoking la-la?"
Puff, why try? I'm a thug, I'ma die
I be out in jerseys puffing Hershey
Brothers ain't worthy to rock my Derbies
Yo, I'm never judge-free when I'm in the club, G
Though I know the thugs be wanting to slug me
Could it be I move as smooth as Bugsy?
Or be at the bar with too much bubbly?
Yo, I think it must be the girls wanna lust me
Or is it simply the girls just love me?
Brothers wanna rock my Rolls, rock my clothes
Rock my ice, pull out Glocks, stop my life
I'm like, "Damn, how these niggas got that type?"
Used to be my man, how he gon' plot on my wife?
Do you think he snaked me 'cause he hate me?
Or he got a P.H.D., player hating degree?
Can't nobody take my pride
Can't nobody hold me down
Oh no, I got to keep on moving
Quit that, you a big cat?
Where your chicks at? Where your whips at?
Wherever you get stacks, I'ma fix that
Everything that's big dreams, I dig that
Don't knock me 'cause you're boring
I'm Repsel soaring, straight touring
Simply a lot of men be wanting to hear me
'Cause their words just don't offend me
We spread the cheese in the West Indies
Then come home to plenty cream Bentleys
You name it, I can claim it
Young, black and famous with money hanging out the anus
And when you need a hit, who you gon' get?
Bet against us? Nah, it's no bet
We make hits that'll rearrange your whole set
And got a Benz that I ain't even drove yet
Don't push us 'cause we're close to the edge
We're trying not to lose our heads
Hahahaha
I get the feeling sometimes it make me wonder
Why you wanna take us under (Why you wanna take us under)
I get the feeling sometimes it make me wonder
Why you wanna take us under (Why you wanna take us under)
Can't nobody take my pride
Can't nobody hold me down
Oh no, I got to keep on moving
Can't nobody take my pride
Can't nobody hold me down
Oh no, I got to keep on moving
Can't nobody take my pride
Can't nobody hold me down
Oh no, I got to keep on moving