Verse One: Demon    My click is in it til it's over never sober    Bustin over layin Elaine with the cane and the Rover    Pray to Jehovah for the nigga with the Ruger    The young Don the Heron mover    You know my hustle I bring the fo' pound to the tussle    Motherfuck your pit with no muzzle    So chill 'causeo let me blow for my niggaz    Runnin round get down like motherfuckin gorillas    Shorty bop the wolop, in the spot with the dollop    Pot full of acid, I got the game mastered    Move dimes, hit twenties addicted to gettin money    It could be a hundred degrees and never look sunny    Black I'm tryin to live, somethin got to give    But everyday's the same old, runnin from po-po    Mom think I'm loco, cause I sell crack and puff cocoa    Yo, it's the style see it's still the same    And when worse comes to worse, I steal the cane    Papi know my face, so he don't expect it    Runnin from the gutter so he gots to accept it    Stripped his ass naked, then I put a slug in him    He just another motherfucker, ain't no love in him    I put a bug in him, never sleep on one who never slept    I take my last breath every time I hit the meth    It's the D to the E, M to the O N    Blowin, steady playin shotgun, throwin    Don't you see the shorty with the baseball cap    Don't make me flip motherfucker with this baseball bat    Best to brace yo' gat, 'fore I brace mine, cause I lace nine    From yo' dome to yo' motherfuckin spine    Chorus: Puff Daddy    I be, that nigga that yo' niggaz can't fuck wit    That nigga that yo' bitches wanna creep wit    That nigga that you can't get along wit    Playa hate but you wanna do a song wit    That nigga that you see in the videos    That nigga with the jewels and the jiggy hoes    That nigga that'll die for his main man    That nigga with the gettin money gameplan    Verse Two: Jadakiss    Haven't you heard that Bad Boys move in silence yet?    When you increase the peace, the mo' wild it get    I'm only sizin you niggaz from the waist up    And I ain't, wettin no parts you can't touch with makeup    Mr. Jacob without the Ladder    It don't matter clap your wake up and do a shakeup    nobody badder, since the, baby Finster    I was in the playpen wai-tin for kids to enter    Shit I even blitz the rich to get chips    Housekeeper disguised with the nine bubble grip    Extra clip in the vacumn if I slip    Room service ring the alarm and get the bomb    Blown the hall pearl wide bill long gone    Plus I got the power to ramshack, you dig that?    Worldwide while you simply thought where you lived at    Chorus    Verse Three: Sheek    You don't really wanna get involved, with the L-O-X car    Tellers, Goodfellas, that's who we are    You can't outsell us, it ain't shit you could tell us    Jealous dog, cause we spread like relish    Bad Boys, and we all eat together    When it go down, then we draw heat together    Since I made the connection with the big man    I done got big plans, to be a little nigga in the big Land    Ghetto star, presidential all gift wrapped    And what you call weight, I know cats who sniff that    Enjoy life, what are you sayin?    If the DA ain't got a nigga payin, papi got him weighin    Anything to do with money you can count J in    Next time we bring it to these faggots we ain't playin    Cream of the crop, and we ain't never gonna stop    Hittin you in your head with that butter from The Lox    Chorus (fades)