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Ciaffi, freaked off, drunk off Saki that's right
Got 'em +Eyeing The Tiger+ like +Rocky+ c'mon
When I, step on the scene I'm expectin my cream
Stand by and I'm reppin for Queens that's right
My destination is, detonation say what?
If one verse-out, my mouth could dead a nation that's right
Yeah I said it, and Diddy gon' and did it c'mon
Put these rappers on edit, now let's get it let's get it

Make this money, take this money let's get it
Ain't no way you can take this from me let's get it
Ain't shit funny uhh shake it honey let's get it
Take it money, now let's get it let's get it

This, is, the, remix - Bad Boy baby..
We just happy to be back

Curry the paperchaser, lace the track up with 16 bars of crack
Bring it back from the block, sub on ? workin it wherever you at
Get the money and the nigga, no takin nothin from me
I'm hungry for it, I'm fadin niggaz 'cross the border
And if they want war, we can war we can war
I'm chin-chose down to the floor uhh
Round 'em and count 'em, take 'em all uhh
Ya lookin for the hook up, who ya call?
The M the A the R the K the C-U double R-Y
Shit crackin all night, gotta hear it all types
I'm to the pavement, my nights and days wit uh-huh
While you stare in amazement, I'm hotter than Cajun
You're blazin, throwin up my tre's in, who want 'em?
Just like that, a 360 on 'em, get that
Twist yo' ball caps and rep how ya livin
It's all about the cash, let's get it let's go

C'mon, Bad Boy's young guns
This, is, the, remix - Loon..

Uhh, yeah, now check it out, yo, check it out
I'm 'bout a dollar, son, I see through it, I gotta follow
c'mon If ya ain't borrow money I gotta holla holla
Simple and plain plain, the reason why I entered the game
that's right I seen Sean do it, so I'm tryin to get it the same
let's go Pimpin ain't changed, niggaz still gettin 'em thangs
Got the six with Shaquille feet rippin 'em lanes
Got a chick that's a real freak givin me brains
The temperature changed, soon as nigga get off the plane
So ya know a nigga gettin some change, stand over the game
While do they shake they shoulders the same? why?
We get money, they ain't supposed to be playin
So what we supposed be sayin
You niggaz actin like these crackers ain't payin
So let's get it you got it, so let did it again c'mon
In 2002, son, I'm diggin the Benz that's right
With the rims that stop but continue to spin yeah
My shorty come with a crew son, I'm diggin the French
So let's get it

This, is, the, remix

Bad Boy baby, The Saga Continues, The Saga Continues
The Saga Continues

Soul Controller yeah!, rap Ayatollah
Kids hate me when they older I put cracks by the stroller
c'mon I'm registered voter, motherfuck a quota
Give some bakin soda and a quarter yeah
Bet I flow straight up out the water
I'ma wreck the game 'til it say "Out of order"
uh-huh Put the high score up, then tear the floor up
On the world tour with your whore out in Europe
Head on the tour bus ehh
Do what them niggaz in the drop thinks cooler
Called up five reporters to thank my supporters
Hittin wives and daughters
Brought 'em neck spray from Estee Lauders
Call Puffy to order

Aiyyo, call me Diddy, I run this city
Send the cops, the D.A. and feds to come get me
Cats wanna leave me for dead you comin with me
Gettin head in the Bentley red at one fifty aah!
Straight lose it, love two things my money my music
Might co-write and produce it, drop mine, hot 9 exclusive
Got y'all +Hulkin+ like +Bruce+ did say what, say what?
Cause I can, break backs and stacks, it's no problem
no problem Make raps and tracks and go Harlem
I get worldwide coverage
I got so many spots I don't even buy luggage
Ya love it; make moves major, hide out in Asia
If your girl keep comin around them I'm a blaze her
I'm the Bad Boy flavor, light blue gators
NOT GUILTY!!
C'mon

This, is, the, remix - Bad Boy baby
The Saga Continues, The Saga Continues

I be the east side Soprano, Rob Marciano
Flow in each channel with the Iverson handle c'mon
Forty-five sparks haha turn your day gray flannel
Snatch the yay of the mantle, then proceed to dismantle
Can't slay Rob
How many niggaz done tried to play mob, quit they day job
Tired of putting broke niggaz under the wing
If I go to jail again I'm going under the bing
Act like you gonna pull that thing thing
You the only one that always get stuck for bling bling
I represent "A" block in Sing Sing
Almost caught a buck fifty for fuckin a Latin King's queen
oh papi! Moves for paper, booze no chaser
Bullets out the blazer four-fifths with laser take that
Come and get your shit splitted, newspapers say I did it
he ain't do it Now let's get it let's get it

This, is, the, remix - Bad Boy baby, yeah

This, is, the, remix - Bad Boy baby
2001, The Saga Continues

The Saga Continues, yeah

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