[Mase]
Uh, uh, uh, yo
Harlem World gon` make me rich
Harlem World gon` take your bitch
Harlem World is the place to be
This M-A-Dollar Sign-E
[Stase]
Yo, hold up keep it steady
Y`all chicks ain`t really ready
Y`all sweating Stase already
And I ain`t pushing a Chevy
I ain`t even lyin`, I ain`t even sign
People want my back
Yo, what`s up with that?
See, running out the mouth gon` get your face slapped
Tell me do you like what you see
Is it tight as could be?
No, Mase ain`t writing for me
And I have no desire to be
Or have fake chicks rhyme wit me
Uhh, you ain`t my man, you ain`t down wit me
You ain`t certified Harlem World get from `round me
And Mase my big brother thats why you surround me
You could drop me off the same place you found me
Cuz it won`t be long before you have to crown me
If I`m chicken, I`m jerk chicken and we`re flickin`
And men die with chicks, so am I worth kissin?
1 - I hate the ones that don`t suck no (ow)
I hate the ones who date them dumb chicks
I hate the ones who wanna get you for your dough
Wanna be a (ow)? Be a (ow), on the low
I hate the ones that don`t suck no (ow)
I hate the ones who date them dumb chicks
I hate the ones who wanna get you for your dough
Wanna be a (ow)? Be a (ow), on the low
[Loon]
Yo, it`s only right that you hold me tight
Even though we fight, because the dough be like
When the dough be right
You know we havin a ball
Sippin on cristall and all
Chicks smile and all
Yo` dealing wit fishkill and oil
Ice on the wrist dial and all
But nevertheless, boo there was never a test
That stopped me from loving you best
I`m hypnotized, girl by your hips and thighs
Definitely your lips and eyes
Them chicks can slide
They tryin` to be all in the mix
Your girlfriend ballin` a 6, and holdin` my tip
But boo, there`s only room for 2
Until I get the coupe for you
You know how I do
And then you could scoop your crew
And do what you wants to do
Repeat 1
[Naughty]
Naughty, Naughty, Naughty
I went from cradle to crawlin`, to a stroller
Way I was strollin` and hopin when I get older
That I be holy
Kicks to camp *** floatin` with Naught`
A boat and a yacht
Was all that I was hopin to rock
As a young kid stacked and eventually learned
That money was made for that
Never meant to be burned
Why lets all get this
Using that `I murder you face`
I be the youngest nigga pushin` a convertible eight
But thought *** to that they gon` taste this ***
Got some honies to the back so they can chase my dick
When I die they`ll be a headstone big as a ***
And a pack of fifty redbones diggin` me up
For the fact, played it back
And I`m tryin` to see me, a house and six floors
And peranhas a week
Got a spouse, deep throats while I`m tryin` to sleep
Lookin` out for B-4`s every diamond creek
[Huddy Combs]
But you slow money, cuz it`s better than no money
I only crap out when I play with your money
You know Huddy, still sittin` on old money
I only hang wit Mase cuz he keeps them hoes for me
Kick a little bit, but yo I`m no dummy
Your girl love me, so you keeping your girl from me
And tellin` lies, gettin caught in different rides
Wit different guys, stay different in different pops, what
