how to make you all believe in us when you believe in us there ain't no stopping us cause it's your love you know i just can't get enough oooh ooh
room Ain't go no trust in your mama Ain't got no trust in your daddy Ain't got no trust in your sister And she ain't got trust in you She want a simple
MDMA got you feeling like a champion The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do, now you
do you go from here, when you felt you've done it all When, what used to get you high, don't get you high no more? When you got a lot of cars, don't
straight to the top with you And do what I gots to do If it's possible, 'cause I ain't trying to stop you boo I got an agenda, got on a ninja One wheelin
You are now entering a Bad Boy zone (3x) Yeah! [Morock] This is for the niggas who ain't got shit to love I cripple thugs, just because You not Jada
stores You tell me who flopped who copped the blue drop Who jewels got robbed who's mostly Goldie down To the tube sock, the same ol' pimp Mase, you know ain't
ain't fly But nigga can't name nothing that we ain't buy Or we ain't try, or we ain't drive The judge said, "Not guilty" and he ain't lie Niggas need
exceptional congressional It's best that you bester crew Wit your flesh going bruise Blood goin' ooze and However you choose your ass goin' lose This ain't the blues Don't
ass and break it off [P. Did] And if it's too hot for y'all? [Rhymes] You need to take it off [P. Did] In case you ain't knowin niggas we on a roll now
won't visit Till my whole wardrobe is it, now listen Make this money, take this money Ain't no way you can take this from me Ain't shit funny, shake
it off [P. Did] And if it's too hot for y'all? [Rhymes] You need to take it off [P. Did] In case you ain't knowin niggas we on a roll now [Busta Rhymes
come check you Can't let you get me off my grind I can't let you I won't sweat you your not to be sweated yea U worry about yourself You actin big headed
I don't gotta tell you Nothin' phony No fake dream to sell you Don't gotta worry 'bout bein' untrue My love's concrete Thus you can't see through *
This will be the realest shit you ever quote My president is black, my Lambo's blue And I be goddamned if my rims ain't too My momma ain't at home and
dippin' in the paint, you ain't seen this money man The soul I would assume, but you was in the room Money so dirty gotta sweep it with a broom Plus you got
why you can catch me here Tryin' to scratch my way to the top 'Cause my job's got me going nowhere So I ain't got a thing to lose Take me to a place
with soul power And you ain't got no soul power No, you ain't got no soul power No, you ain't got no soul power No, you ain't got no soul power Say