[Puff Daddy]
Yo, check this out
I go by the name of Puff Daddy
And I got my man Ma$e
He got somethin to say

[Ma$e]
Yo check this out this Ma$e the Roy Jones of this rap shit
I'm young I'm pretty I'm hittin hard
I'm in the best shape of my life
N***as don't wanna get in the ring with me
Word up, this Bad Boy, Harlem on the rise
You don't want a problem with us guys... mmmhmm

[Puff Daddy (starts during 2nd line above of Ma$e)]
N***as sayin Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that
All I hear is mad more hits and mad more tracks
(repeat 3X)
N***as sayin Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that
All we make is mad more hits and mad more tracks, c'mon!!

[Ma$e]
You know I can't see less than a E.S., with G.S.V.S. (yeah)
And I won't stop til we rest in Key West (uh-huh)
This be the Ma$e Bad Boy debut (that's right)
Y'all n***as in the back, steady sayin I'm souped
Your hoes in the front, steady sayin I'm cute (that's right)
Beep me all day just to lay up in the Coupe (ha ha)
I hit fam tell KAM pick me in the Land
Go blow six grand go catch a quick tan
I'm a big trick, drink expensive liquids
I see riches straight from the district (whoo!)
So how you expect you can jerk your check (I don't know)
Then you come home thinkin you deserve the sex
Yo I merk when I jet in convertible Lex
And I move too swift, might hurt your neck (ahaha)
I jump out the Lex with the iceberg sweat
Platinum chain hang with a third of baguettes (c'mon)
This year P n***as gon fear me, hear me
Wave my treble, put my shit on blazin levels
C'mon n***as, give em what I got
Since you want butter now you got to take it while it's hot
I wasn't gonna talk but you made this a issue
Now I got to get you, send dog to sick you
Pull a pistol, make all my shots hit you
Rip your tissue, send you place where they miss you
{Puff Daddy repeats in background 2X}
N***as sayin Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that
All I hear is mad more hits and mad more tracks
Walk the Ave then kiss you, man you wish you
Never fucked with Ma$e, his work be official
Can't scar the man with ?don de farges?
That rock, everything from rap to R&B
Oh yeah, nine-seven, won't be your year
Don't go there, it ain't nuff dough here, you can't blow here
Ma$e alone, and with Puff, there's no fear
Bad Boy rule forever, we ain't goin nowhere
What n***a? Bad Boy, Harlem on the rise
{Puff Daddy repeats in background 3X}
All I hear is mad more hits and mad more tracks
N***as sayin Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that
My n***as ?killa KMC or Shiek?
All the n***as that's down with me, my dynasty
Nine-seven, street team, uhh, what what?
{Puff Daddy}
All I hear is mad more hits and mad more tracks
You bitches!