[Nelly (P. Diddy)]
We do it for fun
We just do it for fun
Dirty E.N.T
We do it for fun
Bad Boy (Nelly, Diddy, Murphy Lee)
We do it for fun (This is history baby)
Bend them trucks
We do it for fun (haha)
Stack them bucks
We do it for fun (Come on now)
And the band played on (yea)
Just like (I believe you cool to this)
We do it for fun
If you see me ma
We do it for fun
[P. Diddy]
Bad Boys 2, the soundtrack
Let's Go
[Verse 1: Nelly + (P. Diddy)]
C'mere gurl
What your name is?
Where you from?
Turn around who you came with?
Is that cha ass or your momma have reindeer?
I can't explain it but damn sure glad you came here
I'm still a sucka for cornrows, you know I never changed that (nah uh)
Your body is banging mamma, but where your brains at? (Come on)
I'm still the same cat when I was young I was running with bad boys
But now I'm older hope they saw I'm running with bad boys (that's right)
Here come another man
Unlike no other man
Candy coated whoa!
Switching in e'ery lane
Ya'll help me
Why don't cha
Please help me
Eighth gurl this week and its only Tuesdey
I like the cocky bow legged ones
Like white and Dominicans
Hispanics and Asians
Shake it for Nelly son
Manolos Ma-no-no's I can't tell
E'erybody and they hootchies
When you do it do it well
[Verse 2: P. Diddy + (Nelly)]
Now real girls get down on the floor (On the floor)
Now get that money honey, act like you know (Like you know)
Mama I like how you dance
The way you fit in them pants
And to the floor, take it low, girl do it again
You know I love that (I love that)
Now where them girls at? (Where the girls at?)
It's Diddy, Murphy Lee, and Nelly how you love that? (Shit uh ohhhhhh)
Come on, we got another one player
From New York to the Durty how they loving it player?
Baby you impressive let's get
To know each other
You the best of the best and
You got to love it in the dresses, the sexiest
I had to tell her she's a young Janet Jackson live in living color
Look here momma you're dead wrong for having them pants on
Capri's cut low so when you shake it I see ya thong
My pocket's full of dough shake ya feathers till the morning
It's Bad Boy and Nelly man somebody better warn them
[Chorus]
[Bridge: Nelly]
Oh no I heard them bad boys coming
Can't stop now
Gotta to continue my runnin (yea)
cuz we gon party till the lights come on
And when my song stop fuck it cuz my mic still on
[Verse 3: Murphy Lee + (Nelly)]
Yo, I'm the big booty type
I like 'em thick with they mind right (Awe)
Banging personality conversate when the time right (Naw)
I'm not hard I got women to handle that
They be like he the man when I'm really a Thundercat
Come on you know the tics connect like Voltron
Collect so much grass popo thinking we mow lawns
My Cole Haans don't match that
But it matches her head wrap and the seats that I got in the 'lac
I'm just a juvenile (Wha)
Because I be about G's
Keep the women wizzy man they say they have my babies
I'm young like Tucker like the cash and the money (I'mma eat my money)
Man, I'm that damn hungry
See I'm starving like Marvin girl
I've got sixteen bars of fire (is what I'm starting)
Plus my rats come in packs like Sammy and Dean Martin
And I got so many keys you think I'm valet parking
[Chorus]
[Bridge: Nelly]
Oh no I heard them bad boys coming
Can't stop now
Gotta continue my runnin (yea)
cuz we gon party till the lights come on
And when my song stop fuck it cuz my mic still on (man)