Lookin' At Me - Mase

[Featuring Puff Daddy] 

Intro: Puff Daddy 

(why you over there lookin' at me) 
(why my girl standin' here) 
Hey yo Mase, you know what I don't like 
I don't like when, you know, I'm in a club 
And I'm with my honey 
You got, well you know, the haters 
They wanna be tough guys all of the sudden 
Hit you with the ice grill, you know 
Hehe, cause you boys ain't with you 
Little do they know, your girl roll harder than 
Some of yo niggaz 
Dig? 

Verse One: Mase 

Now what the hell is you lookin' for 
Can't a young man get money anymore 
Let my pants sag down to the floor 
Really do it matter as long as I score 
Can't my car look better than yours 
Can I have a bad bitch without no flaws 
Come to see me without no draws 
In a stretch Lex with about ten doors 
I was murder 
P. Diddy, made me pretty 
Did it for the money, now can you get with me 
People wanna know who is he, he get busy 
Spray so much izzy, girls get dizzy 
Niggaz on the block know Mase motto 
One thing about Harlem World, we all got doe 
98' Tahoe, Tommy and a Roscoe 
In case I am ever chased by Donny Brasco 

Chorus 

Verse Two: Mase 

Yo, I can't get mad cause you lookin' me 
Aha, cause on the real, look at me 
Yo, it always be the haters that be sittin' in the rear 
Dissin' every year, but they better listen here 
You cats keepin' it real, you cats is on yo own 
Cause bein' broke and alone is something I can't condone 
Plus it wont be long till they send me throne 
Sit gently, while I'm on the Bentley phone 
Why you don't like me 
Cause I'm mad fly and icy 
And why you can't satisfy yo wify 
And if it wasn't for this Bad Boy exposure 
CD, TV, really would I know ya 
Now me and blink float in the gold Rover 
So it's only right you get the cold shoulder 
And if you got a girl, don't be real committed