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The Saga Continues…
01. The Saga Continues
02. Bad Boy for Life
03. Toe Game (interlude)
04. That's Crazy
05. Let's Get It
06. Shiny Suit Man
07. Diddy
08. Blast Off
09. Airport (interlude)
10. Roll With Me
11. On Top
12. Where's Sean?
13. Child of the Ghetto
14. Incomplete (interlude)
15. So Complete
16. Smoke (interlude)
17. Lonely
18. I Need a Girl (To Bella)
19. Nothing's Gonna Stop Me Now (interlude)
20. If You Want This Money
21. I Don't Like That (interlude)
22. Back for Good Now
23. Can't Believe
24. The Last Song
25. Thank You
Yo I'm a gangsta, outlaw, indoor, outdoor
Nigga tell me right, Loon born Southpaw
It's Bad Boy, we don't give a fuck about y'all

Step in the room, see the bitch come up out y'all

I fuck with niggas but it's something about y'all
Acting like Loon can't do shit without y'all
I call my menses and Benzes to out y'all
See how it feel when your friends be without y'all

I been doing it, coke I been moving it
Before you niggas thought of the block, I been through with it
Keep confusing this music shit, die for some foolishness
Fronting like you hard when you's a bitch

You hit the block, probably lose your whip
Niggas snatch your watch and the rocks out your crucifix
Watch how we do this shit, Bad Boy 2K in it
So playboy, what type of paper is you playing with?

See say Bad Boy money can't be done
Too slow, can't keep up, no bother we run
Try to stop it but we gone too far
Try to stop it but we just too large
See say Bad Boy money can't be done
Too slow, can't keep up, no bother we run
Try to stop it but we gone too far
Try to stop it but we just too large

Let's get one thing clear
Still the same cat who put the flavor in your ear
Still the same cat who let Big rock with Toni
Most wanted, successful rap mogul

Still got niggas wildin' out on the floor

Still got the sky blue drop top Azore
Still eat at Justin's and Sean John velour
Still humble, and still want more

Still hate war, still want peace
And I still can't stand to see blacks beefing
Y'all still sleeping and we still eating
Still bring the heat wildin' out on the weekend
Still happening black and don't need a reason
Still platinum back in London and Sweden
Still pack the garden like Adam did Eden
And I still got rhymes to leave your girlfriend freaking

See say Bad Boy money can't be done
Too slow, can't keep up, no bother we run
Try to stop it but we gone too far
Try to stop it but we just too large
See say Bad Boy money can't be done
Too slow, can't keep up, no bother we run
Try to stop it but we gone too far
Try to stop it but we just too large

Hey yo besides all the money and riches, videos and pictures
Slipping, these silly hoes'll get ya
But not me, I'm too cocky
I love when the women scream "Hey Papi!"
I love when a chick leave my crib knock-kneed
And I love when a player hater try to knock me
A cop block me, but you can't stop me
You cuff 'em all you want, but you can't top me

I'm just a B-A-D, B-O-Y
Son we multiply, nigga we don't die
Niggas fronting like we ain't fly
But nigga can't name nothing that we ain't buy
Or we ain't try, or we ain't drive
The judge said not guilty and he ain't lie
Niggas need a hit, it's to me they cry
So why front like nigga P. Diddy ain't live?
Come on man...

See say Bad Boy money can't be done
Too slow, can't keep up, no bother we run
Try to stop it but we gone too far
Try to stop it but we just too large
See say Bad Boy money can't be done
Too slow, can't keep up, no bother we run
Try to stop it but we gone too far
Try to stop it but we just too large

See say Bad Boy money can't be done
Too slow, can't keep up, no bother we run
Try to stop it but we gone too far

Try to stop it but we just too large

We got some real niggas, real niggas
Real money makers, no fake
Bad Boys on top
We ain't gonna, we ain't gonna
We ain't gonna stop, no
We got some real niggas, real niggas
Real money makers, no fake
Bad Boys on top
They won't stop, no