[P. Diddy]
  Uhh, yeah, you know what it is
    [Black Rob]
  Aiyyo, back on the scene
  Ain't nuthin' changed
  Still doin' wild things
  Whippin' something mean
  The whole shorts in the Rolls Royce is off
  For sure, bouncin' the bar on my next world tour
  When we hit the sick, I'm the cure
  We 'bout to pop it off so wild, hit the floor
  Ain't nobody botherin' you
  All I'm thinkin' 'bout is clobberin' you
  Immigration always sayin' I'm harboring a few
  Illegal aliens
  Females, mostly Latins and Israeli-ans
  The top story, evening news
  I'm the shit, they been decieving you
  Drop the roof on the Coupe D'Ville
  Shoot to kill
  Ask niggas, Duke is real
  Stay lookin' for the loot to steal
  He determined
  Don't try to touch Bad Boy, cause we burnin'
  I want my glory
  Duke is not a joke, and I ain't got ?
  Everytime I grab the mic it's with the sole intent
  To rip shots and give you 2OO percent
  Man, I'm tired of doin' dirt
  Tired of being on the the run from Wyatt Earp
  Rather be somewhere in a quiet church, sayin' prayers
  Not only sayin' mine, but sayin' theirs
  That's cause my dawgs ain't there
    [Chorus: x2]
  The more hits we make, more money to burn
  The more fame we get, niggas get concerned