Uh, uh, come on, uh It be the same cats that wouldn't listen to my demo Now want they ass in my limo cause now I'm a sex symbol Intercontinental, L.A. airplay, just like Jay Leno Now all the labels out wanna send a memo To do a remix yo, but Mase say N.O. Figure once I make it, they'll fake it And ain't nobody show me love when I was naked And when he threw my tape in the trash, I laughed Now nigga tape on blast, I laugh Figure as days pass, make more cash And I push everything from E to H-class Four years ago I couldn't go to a show I was standin' on the corner sellin' dope for doe Now no longer hope I'll blow, smoke my dro' On a yacht, nigga fuck a boat that row
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With all this money that we can make, Why y'all cats wanna play' hate? Do you wanna get money with us? Do you wanna, do you wanna get money with us? With all this money that we can make Why y'all cats wanna play' hate? Do you wanna get money with us? Do you wanna, do you wanna get money with us?
Verse Two: Mase
Yo, the reality of it all, anybody can't ball If you had currency, you wouldn't be worryin' 'bout me But see, I could go the whole summer, go Hummer But I'd rather go Lex bubble, cause it's less trouble Make my doe and I just stack, no investment I live of just that Money, hoes and clothes is shit that I'm best at But I'm a Bad Boy so you gotta expect that Why do what most do? Do what you 'posed to Make tight jams yo, sell bi-coastal If you want a hit you can let me coach you Money back on anything that got my vocals This is so true, I do what pros do, Cause broke ain't a stage that I'm tryin' to go to Dealers give me credit any place I go to Jump out in the Benz say 'let mase owe you'
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Verse Three: Mase
See, the moral of the story is I'm not here to replace Notorious I'm just a young cat tryin' to do his thing Harlem World style, pursue my dream, cause see The things that went 3 mil, I didn't even like You say you got mad hoes, well where's she tonight? Mase be the cat that'll lead you to the light Messin' with me shorty, you'll be a-ight Stop listen' to all them cats on the block That tellin' you that Mase don't rock Cause Mase is hot and Mase got a drop And a yacht and a big knot to move you and yo moms Off the block For real though, Mase got real doe That be in briefcases cats kill fo' And since you can't beat us, it's best you join us Cause I know you wan' have just all that's on us