Song: Can't Nobody Hold Me Down
Artist: Puff Daddy featuring Mase
Album: Hell Up In Harlem
(Puff) Heh heh heh
(Mase) Yo, turn me up in the headphones
(Puff) Like that?
(Mase) Yeah
(Puff) Bad boy, we ain't gonna stop
***MASE***
Now it's Sean on the hot tracks, melt like it's hot wax
Put it out, all the stores, bet you could shop that
Leave a nigga with a hot hat, frontin like that
Boy ain't got tracks (nigga stop that)
There's no guy slicker than this young fly nigga
Nickle-nine liquor, thought you die quicker
This phat time I'm the town pot-flipper
Tongue crystal and crooked Ides sipper
Everybody wanna be fast, see the cash
F*** around in weak staff, get a heat rash
Anything in bad boy way we smash
Hundred G-stash, push a bullet proof E-class
I'm through with being a player and a baller
Just want me one bad bi*** so I can spoil her
Mase wanna be the one you respect, even when you're vexed
Rock Versace silks over still V-necks
Got green you never seen so you suck my jewels
Clutch my ooze, anything I touch I bruise
Puff make his own noise, nigga's f*** your rules (that's right)
Good fellas, you know you can't touch us too
***CHORUS***
1---Don't push us cause we're close to the edge
----We're trying not to lose our heads, uh, ha, ha, ha
----I get the feelin' sometimes that makes me wonder
----Why you wanna take us under?
----Why you wanna take us under?
----I get the feelin' sometimes that makes me wonder
----Why you wanna take us under?
----Why you wanna take us under?
----Can't nobody take my pride, uh uh, uh uh
----Can't nobody hold me down
----Oh no, I got to keep on movin'
***MASE***
Broken glass, everywhere
If it ain't about the money, Puff, I just don't care
I'm that good fella fly guy, sometimes wise guy
Spent time in H-A-W-A-I-I
Mase would you pleas stop smoking lah-lah?
Puff why try? I'm a thug, I'ma die high
I be out in Jersey, Puff in Hershey
Brothers ain't worthy to rock my derby
Though I'm never drugs beat, when I'm in the clubs G
Though I know the thugs be wantin' to slug me
Could it be I move as smooth as Buggsy?
Or be at the bar with too much bubbly
Yo, I think it must the girls wanna lush me
Or is it simply the girls just love me?
Brothers wanna rock my rolls, drop my clothes
Rock my ice, pull out Glocks, stop my life
I'm like, da**, how these nigga's got their trust?
You used to be my man, how you gonna plot on my wife?
Do you think they snake me, cause they hate me?
Or you got a PhD: Player Hatin' Degree
{rpt 1}
Quit that, you a big cat?
Where your chicks at? where your whips at?
Wherever you get stacks, I'm 'a fix that
Everything that's big dreams, I did that
Don't knock me cause you're boring
My record sales soaring, straight touring
Simply a lot of men be wantin' to hand me
Cause their words just don't offend me
We spend cheese in the West Indies
Then come home to plenty Cream Bentlies
You name it, I can claim it
Young black and famous, with money hangin' out the anus
And when you need a hit, who you gonna get?
Bet against us? (naw, it's no bet)
We make hit's that'll rearrange your whole set
I got a benz that I ain't even drove yet
{rpt 1 and continue repeating last 2 lines and fade out}