Lookin' at memase feat. puff daddyintro: 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 cluband i'm with my honeyyou got, well you know, the hatersthey wanna be tough guys all of the suddenhit you with the ice-cooler, you knowhehe, cause you boys ain't with youlittle do they know, your girl roll harder thansome of yo niggazdig?verse one: puff daddynow what the hell is you lookin' for?can't a young man get money anymore?let my pants zag down to the floorreally do it matter as long as i score?can't my car look better than yours?can i have a bad bitch without no flawscome to see me without no drawsin a stretch lex with about ten doors?how is murder?pete ditty, name me prettydid it for the money, now can you get with me?people wanna know who is he, he get busy*** so much izzy, girls get dizzyniggaz on the block know mase mottoone thing about harlem world, we all got doe98' tahoe, tommy and a roscoe*** by donny brascoechorusverse two: maseyo, i can't get mad cause you lookin' meaha, cause on the real, look at meyo, it always be the haters that be sittin' in the rearthis and every year, but they better listen hereyou cats keepin' it real, you cats is on yo owncause bein' broke and alone is something i can't condoneplus it wont be long till they send me ***sit gently, while i'm on the bentley phonewhy you don't like me?cause i'm mad fly and icy?and why you can't satisfy yo wifyand if it wasn't for this bad boy exposurecd, tv, really would i know yanow me and blink float in the gold roverso it's only right you get the cold shoulderand if you got a girl, don't be real committedcause mase will hit it, you gotta deal with itchorusverse three: masewe was all at the greek fest, it's hot and sandy*** i'm with my familytank top, flip flop, really nothing fancybut get approached by a girl named tammywho looked good enough to be miss miamibut say, since i'm her peeps, call her candythan she starts to aks about aaliyah and brandytellin' me how she met puff down at the grammy'she ain't tell you i was the one with no pennies?boo, you know how many he meet with no pennies? that's rightplease, tell me something that i don't knowlike if we have sex, you don't want doeand if it's not a problem you can meet me at 10i'll be in room 112 and bring four friendsand if you gon' hit me, it gotta be a quickieand please no hickies, cause wify's with mechorus