| Yeah, yeah yeah | |
| Uh huh | |
| I'm gonna do it again | |
| And again and again and again | |
| And again and again and again | |
| Won't stop, it can't stop | |
| Won't stop, can't stop | |
| [Mase] | |
| Double Up, Bad Boy | |
| Double Up, H-world, it's not a game | |
| You know, no matter where you go | |
| There's no duo that you know | |
| Get loot though, and still love the chulo's | |
| We talk more spinnin' girls our coolo | |
| Than any other members and you're part of my new dough | |
| [Puff] | |
| Get where mad cats live and pray | |
| I don't like where I'm at? Call a Lear, get away | |
| [Mase] | |
| Y'all lay away, I pay and get today (Uh huh) | |
| Things you save for, I probably give away (Yeah) | |
| [Puff] | |
| And with Puff? Who woulda think | |
| Plain Jesus piece, diamond Cuban Link | |
| Salvation Army when I'm through with the mink | |
| I buy the whole bar, my crew don't even drink | |
| (Don't even drink) | |
| [Mase] | |
| We do sets behind the 'neck | |
| That's my Denale right behind the Lex | |
| Like girls that find their sex get all kinda respect | |
| When I'm 40, I'mma get all kinda checks | |
| [1 - Puff] | |
| You want us do it again? (Yeah) | |
| Cuz we can do it again (Uh huh) | |
| You want us do it again? | |
| All you gotta say is do it again (Do it again) | |
| You want us do it again? (Yeah) | |
| Cuz we can do it again (Uh huh) | |
| You want us do it again? | |
| All you gotta say is do it again (Do it again) | |
| [Puff] | |
| Spend big, you spend a little | |
| So I take what's big and you take what's little | |
| I bring a full stage straight up the middle | |
| Girl too tight? Break the middle | |
| Now, why be the illest if your money ain't the realist? | |
| Mad cats hate on me, mad girls feel it | |
| Cut a chick off, let Mase mess wit' her | |
| Pre-nup these girls so I'm never stuck wit' her | |
| Wanna coup our group nine eight car | |
| Doin' 20 in a Bentley even wit' out a radar | |
| You minor, I'm major, I don't play par | |
| I'm a shining pay star with diamonds from Quasar | |
| Peep all your script, I don't wanna pay y'all | |
| Let me tear wit' my kids, it's what your days are | |
| How the f you duck infrared laser | |
| So my sympathy goes out to the lady that made y'all, yeah | |
| [Repeat 1] | |
| [Mase] | |
| Yo, marchin' around the world and met no man | |
| That had ice like Frosty the Snowman | |
| And though my name Mase, what does it mean? | |
| Dolla sign, no matter what I do, make C.R.E.A.M. | |
| Out of famine steak greens, Miller A-teams | |
| And grew up pretty cuz my pop got great genes | |
| I hold it down now that B.I.G. gone | |
| I hit butt naked and then keep my kicks on | |
| I don't get my Cris on, I throw a brick on some young bad chick | |
| That lolly probably flipped on | |
| You better get goin', you wanna live long | |
| Can't nobody protect me like my tres cinco siete | |
| If you front, you'll just read about it next day | |
| I'm that cat you know you got killer respect | |
| Stay out my way if you're feelin' my threat | |
| You'll know it's real when you face feel a Gillette | |
| And I come through the club with your deal on my neck, come on | |
| All Out | |
| All Out, Bad Boy | |
| What | |
| All Out, All Out | |
| Let's go | |
| [Repeat 1 until fade] |