作词 : D. Thomas/G. Brown/Ronald Bell/Claydes Smith/Robert Bell/Robert Spike Mickens/Rafael Vigil/Joe Galdo/Lawrence Dermer/R. Westfield 作曲 : D. Thomas/G. Brown/Ronald Bell/Claydes Smith/Robert Bell/Robert Spike Mickens/Rafael Vigil/Joe Galdo/Lawrence Dermer/R. Westfield You ready Mase? Party people In the place to be (Uh huh) It's about that time For us to (Yeah, uh huh) Yo, what you know about goin' out Head west, red Lex, TV's all up in the headrest Try and live it up Ride true, a bigger truck Peeps all glittered up Stick up can, they go what? Jig wit it cuz ship crisp, split it all Ho's ride, get your nut 'till I can't get it up I'm a big man, give this man room I'd a hit everything, from Cancun to Grant's tomb Why you standin' on the wall? Hand on your balls Lighting up drugs always fightin' in the club I'm the reason they made the dress code They figure I wouldn't wild when I'm in my french clothes Dress as I suppose, from my neck to my toes Neck full of gold, baguettes in my Rolls Wreck shows, collect those, extra O's Buy the E, get a key, to the Lex to hold East, West, every state, come on, bury the hate Millions, the only thing we in a hurry to make Are the friend that act's friend in a Lex or a Benz Let's begin, bring this BS to an end Come on [1] - Bad, bad, bad, bad boy You make me feel so good You know you make me feel so good You know you make me feel so good Bad, bad, bad, bad boy I wouldn't change you if I could I wouldn't change you if I could I wouldn't change you if I could Ah ah You can't understand we be Waikiki Sippin' DP to the TV, look greedy Little kids see me, way out in DC With a Z3, chrome VB's, they wanna be me *****'s talkin' **** they ought to quit
作词 : D. Thomas/G. Brown/Ronald Bell/Claydes Smith/Robert Bell/Robert Spike Mickens/Rafael Vigil/Joe Galdo/Lawrence Dermer/R. Westfield 作曲 : D. Thomas/G. Brown/Ronald Bell/Claydes Smith/Robert Bell/Robert Spike Mickens/Rafael Vigil/Joe Galdo/Lawrence Dermer/R. Westfield You ready Mase? Party people In the place to be (Uh huh) It's about that time For us to (Yeah, uh huh) Yo, what you know about goin' out Head west, red Lex, TV's all up in the headrest Try and live it up Ride true, a bigger truck Peeps all glittered up Stick up can, they go what? Jig wit it cuz ship crisp, split it all Ho's ride, get your nut 'till I can't get it up I'm a big man, give this man room I'd a hit everything, from Cancun to Grant's tomb Why you standin' on the wall? Hand on your balls Lighting up drugs always fightin' in the club I'm the reason they made the dress code They figure I wouldn't wild when I'm in my french clothes Dress as I suppose, from my neck to my toes Neck full of gold, baguettes in my Rolls Wreck shows, collect those, extra O's Buy the E, get a key, to the Lex to hold East, West, every state, come on, bury the hate Millions, the only thing we in a hurry to make Are the friend that act's friend in a Lex or a Benz Let's begin, bring this BS to an end Come on [1] - Bad, bad, bad, bad boy You make me feel so good You know you make me feel so good You know you make me feel so good Bad, bad, bad, bad boy I wouldn't change you if I could I wouldn't change you if I could I wouldn't change you if I could Ah ah You can't understand we be Waikiki Sippin' DP to the TV, look greedy Little kids see me, way out in DC With a Z3, chrome VB's, they wanna be me *****'s talkin' **** they ought to quit
