act like you don't feel our label 'Cuz we gon' fuck around and kill your label Obie, D-Twizzy, G-Unit, 50, Shady Records We the label fo' sho' We the
let's get it) Ain't shit funny (uh) shake it honey (let's get it) Take it money.. now let's get it (let's get it) [g-dep] Creep with your people Though
'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
jet black like Darth Vader, hopping out on playa haters It's in my n-n-nature, never been a smoother operator Switch it up, hit it up, get it up, let it
drop it low (drop it low) YA DIGG! [Chorus:] Drop it low girl, Drop it drop it low girl, Drop it low girl, Drop it drop it low girl, [Diddy:] Come on
P. Diddy: You ready. It's time for you to speak up Bad Boy Baby Whitney Houston As we procede Whitney: Well, well, well, well Hey Whoooo Chorus: Why
at the world I take it out on tracks, I R.I.P. it So even to the producer it's hard to I.D. it Bars tremendous, it's in your best interest I insist your
when I come to the stai You gon hold me down 'cause when you come to M.I. I'm gon hold you down, you know it's Freddy P Te hit man of the band, y'all
Diddy, you know what I'm saying, you you worked the shit out of us dog, I ain't gon fuck', no I'm tried as hell [Chopper & Dylan] C.h.o.p....p.e.rrrraa
standin' here? Make it hot, baby, make it hot Make it hot, baby, make it hot Make it hot, baby, make it hot Make it hot, baby, make it hot Make it hot We
like you don't feel our label Cuz we gon' fuck around and kill your label Obie, D-Twizzy, G-Unit, 50, Shady Records, we the label fa sho We the realest
P. Diddy:] ready? ready?) Uh, uh, check it out, Bad Boy ([P. Diddy:] tell 'em, talk to 'em) [Verse 1 - Loon + (P. Diddy)] Now it was me, P-D and three
stopped [Hook] Uh oh you did it, now you gon get it Uh oh you did it, now you gon get it Uh oh you did it, now you gon get it And lil pussy ass nigga
, bitches shakin [MJG] They asses, but cash it, might be a habit Like mics when we grab it, we cock it, we blast it [Chorus] [Outro - P. Diddy] So here we
the shit, beeitch Ah, I'm somewhat brain boggled So, I look to the microphone and slowly start to wobble Grab it, have it, stick it to the plug It's
orderly fashion perhaps when Figure it out excatly wat diddy about cuz we can take this whole city out Now who gon?? stop us, who gon?? knock us Top us, we
tha hook praisin Im, [P.Diddy and Black Rob] Soooo, Amazing, She's been waitin', Chorus [P.Diddy and (Foxy Brown)] And We... We gon' take the crown easy, And We... We
'm Al Pacino Chea with the fightin' tonight, gettin' ya chills on We tryna party all night, we ain't goin' home Trill Fam, yeah, you know how we rock Every city we hit, we