(laughs). Yeah uh uh. Turn me up a little bit. Yeah kids Harlem on the rise. Yeah turn me up a little bit more. Uh-huh uh-huh. We like it. Uh-huh uh-huh. Yeah kids Harlem on the rise. This the remix '98. And you don't want no problem with these guys. Come on. Chorus: Puff Daddy Mase. I been around (Uh-huh uh-huh). I been around the world (Uh-huh uh-huh). I been around (Uh-huh uh-huh). (We ain't gon' stop). I been around the world (Uh-huh uh-huh). (We don't even know how to stop). I been around (Uh-huh uh-huh). I been around the world. Verse One: Mase. Yo yo. Now trick what? Lace who?. That ain't what Mase do. Got a lotta girls that'll love to replace you. Tell it to your face boo not behind your back. Cats talk slick we never mind that. Funny never find that Puff a dimestack. Write hot stuff that make people say 'Rewind that'. People know you go against the Harlem Jiggalo. Getcha hoe lick her low make your girl trick your dough. I represent honies with money fly guys and jets. Ride with the tints that be thirty-five percent. Hoes hope I lay so I look both ways. Cop says okay my tint smoke gray. No way people leave without handin' me my chips. Got plans to get my land and my 6. People outta pen'll understand these hits. Pop champagne like I won a championship. repeat Chorus (substitute words in parentheses with. Carl Thomas singing). Verse Two: Puff Daddy. Yeah yeah. I was in one bedroom dreamin of a million. Now my beach houses creamed to the ceiling. I was a gentleman livin in tenements. Now I'm swimmin' in all the women every tens. Went from Bad Boys to the Crushed Linen Men. Now my dividends be the new Benjamins. Chicks of all complexions I like cinnamon. Mase you got some girls well playboy. Send 'em in. What you waitin' for let the freakshow begin. How they came in a truck (Mase: Nah Puff that's a Benz). Mercedes come here baby. You don't like the way it's hot and hazy. Never shady you must be crazy. It's ridiculous how they keep their lips on this. Don't kiss right there girlfriend I'm ticklish. And I be switchin fees with a wrist full of G's. Playa please I'm the macaroni with the cheese. repeat Chorus (now both Mase and Carl Thomas sing in. the background). Verse Three: Mase Puff Daddy. What what. You don't know who the hell I be. Can tell I be. Now hasta la vista c'est la vie. Now what have we a cat in a Bentley waggy. That keep cats saggy roll with P-Daddy. Come be one of baggy girls be one to stab me. I be more than gladly to tell a foe. Yo you ain't offendin' me. It ain't like you the first son of the Kennedy. Or even in a mallway you can *** for me. But all until you talk you don't ever spend a G. I know how it be. You know me from before when I used to detour. Down in ***. Push the E or. Days I just kick it. My crew buy Crystal. Just so we can spit it. All that expensive stuff. Just so that we can ***. Be a lot of places that you *** can't visit. Talking cause I live it. repeat Chorus until fade (everybody sings together).