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[P. Diddy] Aiyyo, you ready? Let`s do it {*music starts*} Mmm, yeah, uhh.. Yeah, uhh.. c`mon
I`m the definition of, half man, half drugs Ask the clubs, Bad Boy - that`s whassup After bucks, crush cruise after us No gaze, we ain`t laughin much Nothin but big thangs, check the hitlist How we twist shit, what change but the name? We still here, you rockin wit the best Don`t worry if I write rhymes, I write checks (ahh!) Who`s the boss? Dudes is lost Don`t think cause I`m iced out, I`ma cool off Who else but me? (who else?) And if you don`t feel me that mean you can`t touch me, it`s ugly, trust me Get it right dawg, we ain`t ever left We just, moved in silence and rep to the death (yeah) It`s official, I survived what I been through Y`all got drama, "The Saga Continues..."
[Chorus] We ain`t, go-in nowhere, we ain`t, goin nowhere We can`t be stopped now, cause it`s Bad Boy for life We ain`t, go-in nowhere, we ain`t, goin nowhere We can`t be stopped now, cause it`s Bad Boy for life
[Black Rob] Aiyyo strait from the Harlem streets I don`t play, I push it down wit the Harlem Heat (uh-huh) All a sudden niggaz got a problem wit me (Black, what happened?) They run around actin like the black don`t care eat And you know what? (what?) For some strange reason (uhh) I want this medication full of deranged eatin For y`all to put the word out (c`mon, c`mon) we ain`t leavin We tryin to be rich before we do stop breathin Then fall (what?) we kinda hustle lanes Stay layin down on muscle games (c`mon) Still turn niggaz dreams to flames (yeah) You got the wire, if not I ain`t sayin no more names You soon expire; (heh) no pain (nuh-uh) I feel remorse, the shit causes me and Diddy up first Racin Porsches wit the beat swing vaul exhausters {*screeching*} (yeah) On the cover of ya five (hehe) XXL`s or (yeah) Source`s (c`mon) bitch
[Chorus]
[Mark Curry] Yeah, yeah, yo, yeah It ain`t shit changed, since the Notorious (We miss you B.I.G.) See everything still glorious (yeah) We still got Oreos, still be the victorious (that`s right) See it`s a lot of them, but it`s more of us Still got cash to blow, raps that flow Still them cats that know, pack ya flow That`s fo` sho`, bottles that pop Joints that rock, play the background Hand `em a jock, hold `em a glock (hahaha) Money to get (yeah), cars to flip (uhh) Bars to sit at and sip Cogniac wit Jews that drink (c`mon) Hoes to see (uhh), make sure they knowin it`s me (they know ya shit) Drop that beat, can`t believe that I MC (haha) Bad Boy `til the casket drop (Bad Boy) Gotta love it, place nuttin above it (nuttin) It`s on like that (c`mon), don`t believe, we ain`t goin like that For always gonna be here (yeah), be there (uhh) Every (what?) motherfuckers here!
[Chorus] - 2X
[P. Diddy over Chorus] Bad Boy.. we ain`t goin nowhere Uh-huh.. uh-huh.. what? We ain`t goin nowhere.. we gon` stay right here For ever, and ever, and ever, and ever.. c`mon We ain`t goin nowhere.. we gon` stay right here We ain`t goin nowhere.. we gon` stay right here Yeah, uh-huh.. uh-huh, uh-huh Cause it`s Bad Boy for life!
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