PUFF DADDY & THE FAMILY - CAN'T NOBODY HOLD ME DOWN LYRICS
Can't Nobody Hold Me Down Lyrics
Puff Daddy & the Family - Can't Nobody Hold Me Down Lyrics
Bad Boy, we ain't gon' stop
Now with Sean on the hot track, melt like it's hot wax
Put it out, all the stores, bet you could shop that
(That's right)
Leave a nigga with a hot hat, fronting like
Bad Boy ain't got tracks
(Nigga stop that)
There's no guy slicker than this young fly, nigga
Nickel nine nigga, floss you die quicker
This fed time outta town pie flipper
Turn Cristal into a Crooked I sipper
Everbody want to be fast, see the cash
Fuck around they weak staff, get a heat rash
Anything in Bad Boy way we smash
(We smash)
Hundred G stash, push a bulletproof E-Class
I'm through with bein' a player and a baller
Just want me one bad bitch so I can spoil her
Mase wanna be the one you respect, even when you're vexed
Rock Versace silks over spilled brunette
Got green, never seen so you suck my jewels
Clutch my uz', anything I touch I bruise
Puff make his own laws, nigga, fuck your rules
(That's right)
Goodfellas, you know you can't touch us dudes
Don't push us 'cause we're close to the edge
We're tryin' not to lose our heads
A hah hah hah hah
Broken glass everywhere
If it ain't about the money, Puff, I just don't care
(That's right)
I'm that Goodfella fly guy, sometimes wiseguys
Spend time in H A W A I I
(Mase can you please stop smoking lah lah?)
Puff why try? I'm a thug, I'ma die high
I be out in Jersey, puffin' Hershey
Brothers ain't worthy to rock my derby
Though I'm never drugged, I'm the venom in the club, G
Though I know the thug be wantin' to slug me
Could it be I move as smoove as Bugsy?
(Yeah)
Or be at the bar with too much bubbly?
(C'mon)
Yo, I think it must be the girls want to lust me
Or is it simply the girls just love me?
Brothers wanna rock the Rolls, rock my clothes
Rock my ice, pull out Glocks, stop my life
I'm like, "Damn, how these niggaz got they trust?
Used to be my man, how you gonna plot on my wife?"
Do you think you snake me 'cause they hate me
Or he got his Ph.D, Player Hater's Degree?
Can't nobody take my pride
Uh uh, uh uh
Can't nobody hold me down, ohh no
I got to keep on movin'
Quit that! You a big cat?
(Yeah)
Where your chicks at? Where your whips at?
(Yeah)
Wherever you get stacks, I'ma fix that
Everything that's big dreams, I did that
(That's right)
Don't knock me 'cause you're boring
I'm record sales soaring straight touring
Simply a lot of men be wantin' to hear me
'Cause their words just don't offend me
We spend cheese in the West Indies
Then come home to plenty cream Bentleys
You name it, I could claim it
Young, black, and famous
With money hangin' out the anus
And when you need a hit, who you go and get?
(Who?)
We make hits that'll rearrange your whole set
(That's right)
And got a Benz that I ain't even drove yet
Don't push us 'cause we're close to the edge
We're tryin' not to lose our heads
A hah hah hah hah
I get the feeling sometime
That make me wonder
Why you wanna take us under
Why you wanna take us under
I get the feeling sometime
That make me wonder
Why you wanna take us under
Why you wanna take us under
Can't nobody take my pride
Uh uh, uh uh
Can't nobody hold me down, ohh no
I got to keep on movin'
Can't nobody take my pride
Uh uh, uh uh
Can't nobody hold me down, ohh no
I got to keep on movin'
Can't nobody take my pride
Uh uh, uh uh
Can't nobody hold me down, ohh no
I got to keep on movin'
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Writer(s): Sean Combs, Gregory Prestopino, Clifton Nathaniel Chase, Edward Fletcher, Nashiem Myrick, Sylvia Robinson, Betha Mason, Matthew Wilder, Steve Jordan, Melvin Glover
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