Puff Daddy - Bad Boy For Life (Feat. Black Rob, Mark Curry)

Aiyyo, you ready? Let's do it {*music starts*} Mmm, yeah.. Yeah.. c'mon I'm the definition of: half man, half drugs Ask the clubs - Bad Boy, that's whassup After bucks, crush crews after us No games, we ain't laughin much Nothin but big thangs, check the hitlist How we twist shit, what changed but the name? We still here, you rockin wit the best Don't worry if I write rhymes - I write checks (hah!) 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 repped 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 this Bad Boy for Life We ain't, go-in nowhere, we ain't, goin nowhere We can't be stopped now, cause this Bad Boy for Life [Black Rob] Hey yo straight from the Harlem streets I don't play, I push it down with the Harlem Heat (uh-huh) All a sudden niggaz got a problem wit me (Black, what happened?) They run around actin like the Black-o can't eat And you know what? (what?) For some strange reason (uhh) I'm off of this medication, feelin deranged needin for y'all to put the word out (c'mon, c'mon) we ain't leavin We tryin to be rich before we all stop breathin Therefore (what?) we kinda hustle lames Stay layin down our muscle games (c'mon) Still turn niggaz dreams to flames (yeah) you got the wire If not I ain't sayin no names; you'll soon expire; (heh) No pain (nothin) I feel remorse Yes of course it's me and Diddy up first racin Porsches wit the big twin valve exhaust-es {*screeching*} (yeah) On the cover of ya Vibe's, XXL's and Source's bitch (c'mon, let's go) [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 +Warriors+, 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 to flow Still them cats that know, pack ya flow That's fo' sho', bottles that pop, joints that rock Played the background, hand on my jock, holdin my glock (hahaha) Money to get (yeah), cars to flip (uhh) Bars to sit at and sip Cognac wit jewels that drip (c'mon) Hoes to see (uhh), make sure they knowin it's me (they know it's you) 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 We're always gonna be here (yeah) We there (uhh) every motherfuckin year! [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!