text: Let me ask you something
  Dont stop, Im not finished yet
  Do you ever ask yourself...
  Dont stop, Im not finished yet
  When are they ever gonna stop?
  Do you ever ask yourself...
  Dont stop, Im not finished yet
  When are they gonna stop making those hits, man?
  Do you ever ask yourself...
  Dont stop, Im not finished yet
  When are they gonna stop making us dance?
  Do you ever ask yourself... when those Bad Boys are GONNA STOP MAKING ALL THAT MONEY?!
  I lick shots at intruders
  Take the coke money and invest in computers
  Tryin to reach the next level, Rolex with the ice bezel
  Coming through the ghetto, in a Porsche Carrera
  For now Ill play the back of the cruiser
  Light up a sack for the three time losers
  Pour out some beer, bust off the Ruger
  Ladies and gentleman, bullets will leave you tremblin
  Shooken up, I got my Cuban mami cooking up
  We got it all from her-on to fishscale
  New York to Israel, get locked, Im gettin bail
  My style is flashy like the five with strobes
  Goons around the globe, honeys wearing silk robes
  Time to flip the script, bust the whip
  Legend with the chip, dark blue with my trunk dipped
  To the Feds: catch me if you can
  Ima still transport with my man on the Peter Pan
  Quick to get there, bury the bricks in the sand
  They think I want a tan, Im waitin on a hunnid grand
  So I can hit the mote and take a shower
  Head back to the airport, and now that money in the tower
  Stash box with the key
  L to the O to the X, youll see
  Bad Boy, Bad Boy, what you gonna do
  What you gonna do when they come for you
  Dont stop, Im not finished yet
  Youll see, youll see
  Bad Boy, Bad Boy, what you gonna do
  What you gonna do when they come for you
  Dont stop, Im not finished yet
  Youll see, youll see
  See? Its 1996, man
  And we gonna do the same thing to you we did to you in 95
  We gon keep hittin you in your head with all that
  FLAAAAAAAAAVVAAAAAAAAA!!!
  Yeah aight then, you better act like you know
  L to the O, X amount of flow
  Aint nothin change but the range since I got the inf
  Dot on your head, take all your strength
  Yeah, Im in it for the green
  Ill get up in your seams
  While you sonning me like a nigga from Queens
  My tape in your dual cassette running me
  Wanna get in front of me playa, but you cant get none of me
  Better off gunnin me, with hot slugs numbing me
  Cause you and I both know, the flow is coming, B
  Dont stop, Im not finished yet
  When you want it? now or later?
  I get mine and slide like a fresh pair of gators
  With my mega click, involved with Montega bricks
  Niggas is mega sick, and you know we roll mega-thick
  Up north where they bust your man
  In the custom van, interrupt your plans
  Now its back to grams, damn, aint that somethin?
  All that for frontin, what you gon do? Nothing!
  So lets keep things rationalized
  Everything I write butter, nationalize
  Im into gettin money, twistin honeys
  Niggas is buyin coupes while you on the stoop lookin funny
  Im a scorer, shorty love the whole aura
  Pussy wasnt all that; thats why I never called her
  Its all about quick whips and fat nicks
  Gats with mad clips, TVs in your whips
  Dont stop, Im not finished yet
  My style tight like Gotti when I touch you
  Seasoned Picatti, or Versace joints with the buckle
  Get the facts, Im tryna get the Beamer with the hatch
  Cop one for my man, so our shits match
  Runnin around all crazy, twistin honeys back
  And breakin niggas that come to gamble with small stacks
  Really though, screw yall; I never knew yall
  Your click be like yellow lights, Im runnin through yall
  Bad Boy, Bad Boy, what you gonna do
  What you gonna do when they come for you
  Dont stop, Im not finished yet
  Youll see, haha, youll see
  Bad Boy, Bad Boy, what you gonna do
  What you gonna do when they come for you
  Dont stop, Im not finished yet
  Youll see, haha, youll see
  Yo, hard as it is to make a buck I aint tryna get stuck
  So Ima keep handlin beef like I dont give a fuck
  Its all about respect, TEC-9s, and papes
  Big house in Italy, in the yard with honeys crushin grapes
  So I go down to my steam room and give a long prayer
  Knowing that one day Ill be Sheek Louchian the mayor
  Dont stop, Im not finished yet
  Fatigued out in my house or office
  Blunt spots and crooked cops cant grow shit
  So the town supports this 
  My staff rollin in Jags, Cruisers, and Coupes
  Givin parades, and holdin rallies for the lifers; groups
  So what you gwan do when they come for you
  The same thing you been doing
  Eye screwing, and bubble gum chewing 
  While me and my mans are pursuin
  Who you think the ladies are enhancin?
  Rocking Vansons while Im dancing in the mansion
  So cheers to the life of the ice in your chains and your watches
  And youll see how we locks this
  Dont stop, Im not finished yet
  Bad Boy, Bad Boy, what you gonna do
  What you gonna do when they come for you
  Youll see, youll see
  Dont stop, Im not finished yet
  Bad Boy, Bad Boy, what you gonna do
  What you gonna do when they come for you
  Dont stop, Im not finished yet
  Youll see, youll see
  Click, click... Uhh, uhh, uhh
  Niggas talkin it but aint livin it
  Cristal pop, Im sippin it, mob hats and lizard shit
  Gator trunks, bitch
  Rollin blunts with the williest of the Willie
  Hitchlink cock, M-1s and nine millis
  Stories like a motherfucker 
  Model bitch is wonderin if Ima fuck with her
  Dont stop, Im not finished yet
  She know, I treat my bitches like Ivana
  Dolce & Gabbana drippin, Big Poppa never slippin
  H-class diamonds shinin
  Dinner with wifey, winin, dinin
  Smokin cigars in Bogota with Colombian niggas
  Named Panama and Englique and shit 
  Games we play, life-endin
  Bitches bendin over with ease for a pair of Moschino jeans
  And Donna Karan tank top, I got your bank stopped
  Singles on top, Benjamins under the rest of em 
  Advancin from duplex to mansions
  Stashin keys, hidin Gs overseas, VCRs in my Vs
  Game elevates, money I make
  Into stocks and real estates, bitch
  Jet skiing in the Caribbean
  White sands, discussin plans with my mans
  Dark blue Land, smoke tint, chrome rims and a system
  That leaves my rear views tremblin
  What you gonna do when Poppa catch an attitude?
  Drop to your knees and show gratitude
  Kiss my ring, its a Frank White thing, I stay potent
  Bitches devoted, take my dick and deep throat it
  Youll see
  Dont stop
  Youll see