Mase - Can't Nobody Hold Me Down (Bad Boy Remix Dirty Version) Lyrics

Mase - Can't Nobody Hold Me Down (Bad Boy Remix Dirty Version) Video

(Throughout intro)

Don't y'all know y'all can't hold me down

 

He told y'all he won't stop (2X)

He told y'all he won't stop (2X) uh-uhh

He told y'all he won't stop (2X)

He told y'all he won't stop (2X) uh-uhh

 

Puff

Shake that ass, shake that ass, shake it (17x)

 

Puff Remix

 

Verse One: Puff Daddy

 

No matter what y'all do, you never gonna stop my flow

Producer, rapper, CEO (uh-huh)

Sometimes I just sit down and think

Might have a long drink, rock my long minks

How you gonna hold me, you don't even know me (uh-uh)

Platinum or gold, I get it sold (that's right)

All I wanna do is see you dancin and clappin

Singin and rappin, makin it happen

Keep it scorchin, more often

Tryin to leave Justin a fortune, Bad Boy

You hear what the prefix is (yeah)

I get chips to breathe on remixes (uh)

Catch me at the bar with three bitches (yeah yeah)

In the Benz that I still never drove got deep dishes (ahahah)

Playa haters, how you like me now? (how you like me?)

Bartender, hit my team with another round

See what we have, is a brand new sound

That's why nobody can't hold me down

 

You, can't, hold, him, down

You can't hold him down

You can't hold me down

(repeat 4X)

 

Don't y'all know you can't hold me down (3X)

 

Verse Two: Puff Daddy

 

Don't y'all know you can't hold me down (3X)

 

I neither bug out and chill, nor be actin ill (remix)

No beef in nine-seven it's time to build (yeah)

When I'm in front of thirty thou, no mistakes allowed

Cause y'all know, Puff Daddy moves the crowd (that's right)

If I could I would, but I can't so I ain't gon' stop

I owe it all to the man up top (thank you)

Put hard work, into every jam we drop

And this year, I'm takin my family to the top

Uhh, remain hostile, flare out your nostril

I make hip-hop, R&B, and gospel

And y'all like, he can't be rich (yeah)

He can't take trips, come back and make hits (say what?)

Lamp in Cancun, lounge in the Ritz (c'mon)

What you spent on your rent, I spent on my wrist (that's right)

Go head, be my homey now, you phony now

Your girl wanna ride my pony now (I figured)

If you hate what I do, y'all only clown

Goodfellas, you know you can't hold us down

 

Chorus

 

Don't y'all know you can't hold me down (3X)

Don't y'all know you can't hold me down (3X)

 

Interlude: Puff Daddy

 

Shake that ass, shake that ass, shake it

(repeat 8X: c'mon, I see you, yeah, shake that booty

C'mon, I like that, ..., let's go)

 

Verse Three: Mase

 

Now what the whole world's been awaitin (remix), Mase in, money makin (hah!)

Three sixes, la-dies think I'm Satan (that's it)

Richer than the ones, found my mil (I hear you)

Yo we buy Benz like a blowout sale (that's right)

Get yours and then hang, you do what you gotta do

I'ma firewagon, tenth powder blue

Crew powerful, no tellin what I do

See my name on billboards, and on towels too (Mase)

Damn messin wit us, that would make no sense

The more it's 'bout the money, the more we get intent

Rock baggy jeans, so you see no dough print

Live in Puff mansion, and pay no rent

See the life that I live I'm prepared for the morgue

I ain't scared of y'all, if you scared, get a dog

See we pop bigger drinks (uh-huh) rock bigger links (yeah)

Cop bigger minks, f**k what niggaz think (f**k y'all)

 

Chorus: repeat to end with Puffy talkin over it

 

Don't y'all know you can't hold me down (3X)

Don't y'all know you can't hold me down (3X)

 

Puff

C'mon, you can't hold me down

Yeah, you can't hold me down

C'mon, can't hold me down

You can't hold me down

Eh-eh, you can't hold me down

You can't hold me down (what?)

You can't hold me down

Ahaha, I like this

I'm gonna make you love me

I'm gonna make you love me

I'm gonna make you love, me

I'm gonna make you love me

Can't hold me down

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Mase - All I Ever Wanted Lyrics

Mase - All I Ever Wanted Video

Intro

Uh uh

Get Money all over again

Get Money all over again

Get Money all over again

Get Money all over again

'99, Double Up, uh uh

 

Yo, when you look in my eyes, what chu see?

A sincere man or just a bunch of G

Why second guess, the brotha would last

They took a whole clique from the George and the Ave'

The booties in Aruba, boats and hoover crafts

So if Biggie could love the dough, Murda could love the cash

Butter Benz, gave the Tahoe to my other half

If she got the Benz then guess what mami have

Why dread it, tell the waiter too much ice in the crib

Blink's so drunk, he think we singing Nights Like This

He say when he grow up he want a life like this

Sleep all day and plus you want ice like this?

While girls throwin' head I ain't even touch dice

I ain't trust Don King, how my trust Mike?

I date bull daggers, ain't I don't trust Dykes

Need a cleaner nina, cuz they don't bust right

I ain't stingy, when everybody see the plush life

Buy rims before the benz so I look just right

Girls love me try to get the girls that love Mike

All I need is cup of Kool-Aid, I got enough ice

 

1 Cheri Dennis

All I ever wanted was you for me

Cuz that nigga who I'm with don't give a fuck about me

And all I ever wanted was to be there for you

Cuz that girl who you with don't give a fuck about you

 

You unhappy, and I can see it when you cry

You look like your life has just been minimized

I ain't your man, I'm your man on the side

You just call me when you plan to slide

And if you ever feel like you wanna creep

All you gotta do is just give me a beep

Only way I won't call you back less I'm asleep

Gettin' my money or layin' it wit' a piece

We hit the block, shop alot

She see her man, but she don't wanna drop the top

And you know that don't really mean a thing to me

Can't no girl ever run game with me

You know Mase, got alot of places to be

Spots in Ohio, kick in NC

And I be wit older dudes and know the rules

So if a man pick up I know what code to use

 

Repeat 1

 

If you cheat on me, I'mma cheat on you

If you don't speak of me, I won't speak of you

I'll tell you now, we wait about a week or two

Then I know what we could do

We could just get our food and stay in

Cuz people on the block is hatin'

They know your man and know we datin'

So we gotta do this just to stay friends

(OK) Amen

 

Both

I lay back, I zone

You say that it's on

 

Mase

Then the girl try to snatch the phone

So I knew I was happier home

 

Repeat 1 until fade

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Mase - Make Me Cry Lyrics

Mase - Make Me Cry Video

Sample From Oh Daddy by Natalie Cole (in fast speed)

 

1 NC Oh daddy

You know you make me cry

Mase You make me cry, too

NC How can you love me

I can't understand why

Mase I just wanna know why

 

NC Oh daddy

You know you make me cry

Mase You make me cry, too

NC How can you love me

I can't understand why

Mase I just wanna know why

 

You think I wanna see you cryin'?

You think I want you when you need not one more doll

Then gettin' scared everytime you hear them sirens

Hear niggaz open fire and

Think your baby dead, front of a hydrant

But it's gon' to be a time when

Ain't gon' be no more wineing

No more dining, no more diamonds

No reclining, no more expensive violins

And I'mma probably be the one that's cryin'

According to my mother, if you wanna know if a girl love you

All you gotta do is make her suffer

Stop spending, stop givin' her the minks and linen

You will see if this girl gon' be with you to the ending

Cuz floatin' in the drop, it be all good

And when you come in on the block, it be all good

Givin' her money to shop, it be all good

But when you get broke dead pop, is it all good, huh?

 

Repeat 1

 

You know you startin' to act just like these bitches

Every fuckin' night with these bitches

Whatchu doin' fighting with these bitches

They like me for my riches, you like me for me

That's the reason I gave you keys to my V

See you be whipping my Benz

But you still wanna listen to your friends

And them gon' be the same bitches with me in the end

You look at your neck, what you see plenty of ice?

Then you think these hoes don't envy your life?

They wanna lay in Brazil, spend a day in the hills

It ain't hard to shop all day and pay the bills

Fuck the way you feel

And keep it all real I wrote your name on my will

And yo', that's real

You think a nigga cheatin' cause I don't be all in your ass

You think them your friends

I cut you off, all them'll laugh

See my shit right there, put it all in the bag

You ain't gotta say shit to me again, just call me a cab

I'm Out

 

Repeat 1

 

Now good thing I ain't a nigga who get way open

And fall for a chick that live way in Oakland

You pay for a trip, she lay up on an ocean

Then you find out this girl playin' with your emotions

I had this one chick turned out a dumb chick

Cause all she ever did for me was some dumb shit

But I could peep how mommy used to be foul

And everytime I hang up the phone she would redial

But it takes more for Mase to flip

I'm the first one to want out this relationship

Save that Jeep receipt, just in case you shit

You wanna fuck with my friends, take your pick, uh

You wanna do your thing, do your thing then

But don't be feignin' when you see me minglin'

Running up saying you love me and don't know the meanin'

When I walk away I could hear the girl screamin'

 

Repeat 1

Repeat 1

 

Repeat 1 until fade while:

I just wanna know why

I just wanna know why

I just wanna know why

I just wanna know why

I just wanna know why

 

You know I wanna know why

You know I wanna know why

You know I wanna know why

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Mase - Feel So Good Lyrics

Mase - Feel So Good Video

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

Nigga's talkin' shit they ought to quit

I'm fortunate they don't see a fourth what I get

And those be the same ones walkin' while I whip

Just stylishing cars cuz they all true Nig'

So while you daydream my Mercedes gleam

And I deal with ho's that pose in Maybeline

One time you had it all I ain't mad at ya'll

Now give me the catalog, I'll show you how daddy bought

Six cars and power to fire big stars

Sit up, CEO style, smokin' on cigars, nigga

It's like ya'll be talkin' funny

I don't understand language of people with short money

Come on

 

Repeat 1

 

Ah ah

Do Mase got the ladies?

Do Puff drive Mercedes?

Take hits from the 80's?

But do it sound so crazy?

 

Well me personally, It's nothin' personal

I do what work for me, you do what work for you

And I dress with what I was blessed with

Never been arrested for nothin' domestic

And I chill the way you met me

With a jet ski attached to a SE

Smoke my Nestle, no mad rap-ass cat

Where my check be?

Problem with ya'll I say it directly

Went from hard to sweet, starved to eat

From no hoes at shows to menage in suites

Now I be the cat that be hard to meet

Gettin' head from girls

That used to hardly speak

Come on

 

Repeat 1 until fade

 

Mase

Harlem World

Bad Boy

Goodfellaz baby

Yeah

And we won't stop

Cuz we can't stop

Mason Betha

Yeah

Owwwww, come on

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Mase - I Need To Be Lyrics

Mase - I Need To Be Video

Mase

Yo Carl man, come here, lemme school you to some shit

Yo what up dud

Remember that girl you said was nineteen somethin'

Yeah I remember that shorty

She was not nineteen

Word! Yes she is she nineteen

Nigga I followed her to school that's how I know

Nigga I followed her to school you know I don't be into that

Dog, dog, she showed me some ID bee word up

Niggaz got to jail for that

Lot a niggaz go to jail

See you not a regular nigga right there, I know I know

Her friend ain't wanna give me the pussy

You wanna know what that bitch said to me

What happened?

 

Monifah

1 I really wanna mess wit you

But I ain't ready to have sex wit you

And I don't mind caressing on you

But I need to be, I need to be

You know I need to be loved by you

You know I need to be hugged by you

And I can't wait to be touched by you

Cuz I need to be, cuz I need to be

 

Mase

How many niggas out remember the

First time they try to take a girl virginity

And through the bullshit, you lost your identity, and lost your cool

Cuz you ain't know what to tell all your niggas at school

I had niggas making bets like, did he fuck her yet?

Ask her did he touch her bra, when I say nah they say ahh

So tommorrow I use that pressure to undress her

But the more I caress her, more I feel like a molester

So I wait for the day deserve it

But every time I go to touch it, then she say I hurt it

I can't even talk sex, and then she say I'm perverted

And then she say, Mase. why we can't wait? What, I ain't worth it?

It ain't that but girl you never say I go too fast

All I'm seatin' when I'm eating, or goin' in your ass

I guess you like that, huh

 

Repeat 1

 

Mase

Now mother may I? Yes you may

I told her 'bout all the baddest bitches from Harlem to LA

Now anything that Mase can blaze, gotta get away

See girl, work is work and baby, when I'm workin' I get paid

For overnight stays that's gonna cost you breakfast on trays

No need for shower curtains, we bath in camays

I live the willie lifecuz that's the style that I portray

We pop crystal like my niggas got a raise

See nowadays man you got to know these bitches age

Cuz they ass be real fast when they be goin' through that phase

You fuck a girl that's young, and you gonna end up in the cage

Cuz her moms ain't tryin' to hear that you never knew her age

And naughty is the only way that Bad Boy plays

Fuck them hoes, have them girls recoverin' for days

A nigga like me, I have a girl head in a daze

And I never eat pussy cuz I'm too stubborn in my ways, come on

 

Repeat 1

 

Mase

I need to be licked from my head to my feet

To make a long story short, girl I need me a freak

She can be fat, black, light skin, type slim

Matter fact shorty ain't even got to like me

As long as when she grab my meat, she take it down real deep

Till her body feel weak, then I'm fallin asleep

See I ain't talkin 'bout these pre-madonna bitches you meet

I need a girl that if I ask her handle me and my peeps

Get down dirty, and lick ice down my butt cheeks

Then she wiggle, then I giggle, then she feel my nutsy

Then if she give my dick a kiss, probably give her clit a kiss

Then I hit it from the back, then I yell whose shit is this

Then I go so hard that she need her guts fixed

If she make my nuts itch, I kill that slut bitch

I done been around the world, uh huh, and never met a girl

That's so thorough that could suck a dick until my toes curl, uh huh

 

Repeat 1

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Mase - If You Wanna Party Lyrics

Mase - If You Wanna Party Video

intro

What the f**k?

'99, get your name back nigga

(get your name back nigga)

Double up motherf**ker (99)

Double up motherf**ker

Don't believe it, double up, uh

Yea yea yea yea what what what what uh uh

 

Yo who got the right to flip, twice the whips

Time to get paid, get twice the chips

See law ain't no good unless two dice hit

Hate me even if I didn't ice my shit

F**k niggas, make that money and lots of it

Sold four million and somebody got to love it

They want mase for video, ain't in the budget

I can't take a piss without a bitch tryin' to rub it

How could you know like this

When it's because of me a nigga know what nice is

I was 60 I have flow-itis

I like my weed green and my hoe's dyke-ish

You know you like this

Young kid'll live by goldie advice's

Pimp hoe's that come across so righteous

F**k though, promote on the rolley ices

Yo, that's why my jewelery looks snow white-ish

Come on

 

1 - if you wanna party come and shake your body

If you wanna party put 'em in the air

Over there, over there

 

If you wanna party come and shake your body

If you wanna party put 'em in the air

Over there, over there

 

Yo I'm tryin' to live my life the largest, vipers in garages

'nuff money to go court and fight the charges

Everybody stare at myse the hardest

That's why I'm in them all night menages

 

Besides b.i.g., the criticly acclaimed

I vow, they never bring the city to shame

I pulled up the prettiest things, the prettiest range

The prettiest cars, and the prettiest stars

By far the prettiest misses

I pull up in the prettiest sixes

So by the time you get the six bitch, I have the seven

By the time you get the seven, I switch to the eight

When it time I get this cake, a bitch could wait

They know I could sell five so they ship me eight

Come on

 

Repeat 1 while:

All out, motherf**ker

To the death, motherf**ker

Bad boy forever

Bad boy forever

All out, motherf**ker (uh uh)

H world, motherf**ker (uh uh)

To the death, motherf**ker (uh yo)

 

Yo why i'mma envy the lives or envy the guys

Who be frontin' in the six that's really a five

You could see I still got it by the look in my eyes

I'mma blue collar criminal, crook in disguise

It don't matter if it rain, I got a pool inside

And a stretch range so at least 20 could ride

And I could tell fake platinum from a mile away

When I rap, yo' 150 thou' get paid

So until then nigga, I style away

Four point six swit' to the cal' away

I'm gettin' honey, I ain't with the beefin' going on

I look at nigga's cars, alot a leasin' goin' on

My heat get raised up, streets gets blazed up

Until a nigga find my dough and pays up

I lays up f**k, 'till my days up

Doggy style, so bitch don't f**k my ways up

Come on

 

Repeat 1

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