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I'm Bad Lyrics - Artist : Boosie Badazz
Boosie
Mom I'm sorry for being a bad boy No rappers spittin' lyrics like I can I take a pussy ass nigga and put his face in the sand All the sexy ladies love me, man I'm fresh as can be Bad boy reputation, I keep hitters with me Head strictly for the top and I'm gettin' them figures Might not stop for the cops 'cause they killin' us niggas Got the whole world jumpin', people know all my raps Bad bitches screamin' my name, niggas givin' me dap Out of jail, back on the map, almost a hundred a show I'm like Starbucks coffee nigga, I'm everywhere that you go I don't care 'bout your favorite rapper, I'm the realest to blow Steppin' on the fuckin' game like I stepped on that coke And I'm bad (bad, bad, bad) Bad boy (bad, bad, bad), Boosie And I'm bad (bad, bad, bad) Bad boy (b-b-bad, b-b-b, b-b, b-b-b) I'm like Floyd, I'm so undefeated Music is my way of life, I need it, I breathe it Turn up the mic and hear the sounds of a gangster Five years inside a hole really fucked up my thinkin' Diamonds shinin', neck is blindin', F-E-D's on my trail Niggas gettin' my album tatted, Touchdown 2 Cause Hell Ridin' 'round in that Rolls Royce with the stars in the roof System labelled me a killer and the magazine too So what they do? spread they lies then they stick in a needle Make me out an animal, and you people believe it Guess I'm a bad bad boy, motherfuckin' bad boy Gold teeth, gold jewelry nigga, bad boy Bass stompin' through the speakers and I'm killin' the beat I ain't met a nigga yet spit this shit like me They call me Boosie Badazz, to the police, we don't talk nigga Fuck every clothing line, wear Jewel House nigga And I'm bad (bad, bad, bad) Bad boy (bad, bad, bad), Boosie And I'm bad (bad, bad, bad) Bad boy (b-b-bad, b-b-b, b-b, b-b-b) It's like I rose from the dead 'cause they counted me out Ever since I been released I been the talk of the talk My daughter told you I was comin', she went viral for that Told y'all that the streets was mine, she wasn't lyin' 'bout that Now everything I touch is gold, I'm the best at this rap We live like the Italians, we got morals and values I break a muscle pound man all the way to his feet Cut that nigga in his head and put his face in the sink I come to lay it down and conquer, it won't be long Samsung, man y'all need a Boosie Badazz phone I got bitches by the dozens, all kind of complexions In my Jacuzzi poppin' bottles, and all of us naked And I'm bad (bad, bad, bad) Bad boy (bad, bad, bad), Boosie And I'm bad (bad, bad, bad) Bad boy (b-b-bad, b-b-b, b-b, b-b-b) |
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