You are now entering a Bad Boy zone You are now entering a Bad Boy zone You are now entering a Bad Boy zone Yeah This is for the niggas who ain't got
hits But it's like this whole Bad Boy shit we come to bring it to y'all niggaz, me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever Black Rob If you wanna dance, we dance
my honey (Why you over there lookin' at me?) You got, you know, the haters They wanna be tough guys all of the sudden Hit you with the ice grill, you know 'Cause you
York sick Shit you want the truth take a New York trip [Chorus: Swizz Beatz] If you from New York stand up right now! If your from New York hands up
[background ad libs by P. Diddy] (Danger) (Danger) (Ah ah ah) (Danger) Today is the day we ride, you's a made your whole fucking family by This is how
if we have sex, you don't want dough And if it's not a problem you can meet me at 10 I'll be in room 112 and bring four friends And if you gon' hit
on the Bentley phone Why you don't like me? Cuz I'm mad fly and icy? And why you can't satisfy yo wifey And if it wasn't for this Bad Boy exposure
