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Albums:

The Best of Color Me Badd (Color Me Badd) · Rhino Hi-Five: Color Me Badd (Color Me Badd) · The Best of Color Me Badd (Color Me Badd) · I Wanna Sex You Up [5 Track Single] (Color Me Badd) · I Wanna Sex You (Michael Sutton) · I Wanna Sex You Up (Color Me Badd) · Badd Inc. (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Club Badd (Amanda Lepore) · The Best of Two Badd DJ's: Beenie Man & Spragga Benz (Spragga Benz) · Badder Than Badd (The Shells) – and 90 other albums »


shitty
Put his dick on a wood block
Swing swing swing, and chop chop chop
Now who's the next to nut
Color Me Badd, but you can't sex me up
So don't
When she's with me it's Heaven Sent
And she screaming

You mite wanna ride out
Cause yea boy I'm heavy on the block
Drive-by, tear da sides out
that his baby mom in love with me bad
I play that Bobby Brown, LL, Color Me Badd
Man, these little niggas pulled a gun on me, damn
Took my cousin
Stop banging away on my kaleidoscope
Stop draining the color out of my scene
Just play me something I can dance to
I can dance to anything you
That's as high on the top as you can get
And you best believe, I'll be on it
So before you decide, to try me out
I'm gonna let you all know what I'm all
walkin through a polygon
My first impression was to give patients a lesson
Who's the best to put me to the test
I'll battle Ultramagnetic, my own self
that, can't you see my telescope?
Principal said she wanna see me 'cause she smell my smoke
'Bout my money trippin' even if I fold it wrong
Blowin' zones
up 'cause you look so good
(Think I look alright huh?)
(I look better on you, what'chu really wanna do?)
All I wanna do
Is show you boy that I
way to a state of grace
Stir my heart, touch my soul
Feed me freedom sounds you made
Help me find my way to a state of grace
Lift me up with your
religion, ignorant wisdom and artistic vision
I began to jot, tap the world and listen, it drop

My mom can't feed me, my boyfriend beats me
I have sex for
have sex for money, the hood don't love me

The cops wanna kill me, this nonsense built me

And I got noooo place to gooo

They bomb my village, they
vital and critical for survival
Of mankind, if he lyin', color should never rival
Beauty is what you make it, I used to be so mistaken
By different
art names with fat gold chains
Shock the world cousin, while hip-hop remains

I'm a true master, you can check my credentials - jeru
Master in the mc
to

I'm as fly as a Jordon poster, I'm leaning hair breathe
Smelling like hen and a mix of hydroponic by the the time
My click find me in VIP I'm lost in
and an adlib there
*** it, adlibs everywhere

As I proceed to give ya what you need
Spit tre drop, *** cocoa leaves
A-Town pimp, tell me what you know about it
to re-up gotta recycle the flow
I'm emotional
I hug the block
I'm so emotional
I love my glock
Cash rules everything around me
So what's realer
Bout
yeah, I'm a be the first Aussie up on MTV crib
Showing you my room full of M16 clips
What cunt, yes me three six
My next tat is gonna be a mp3 link
I
Have you ever seen such a sight in your life? (Steady mobbin')

Bustin' caps in the mix
Rather be judged by twelve than carried by six
Cause I'm gettin'
money and fuck a bitch
They drop like dominoes
And if you didn't know, Ice Cube got drama hoes
So after the screwin'
I bust a nut and get up and put
(need)
Spit tre drop, nigga cocoa leaves (leaves)
A-Town pimp, tell me what you know about it
Wanna talk white, I'll tell ya what I know about it (ha
have sex for money, the hood don't love me
The cops wanna kill me, this nonsense built me
And I got no place to go
They bomb my village, they call us
have sex for money, the hood don't love me
The cops wanna kill me, this nonsense built me
And I got no place to go
They bomb my village, they call us
to

I'm as fly as a Jordon poster, I'm leaning hair breathe
Smelling like hen and a mix of hydroponic by the the time
My click find me in VIP I'm lost in
everything, she got a fool in love (fool)
Gave it up to me and gangsta after the club

If I was fucking you, I'd be pakin the piss
The horny weight dick
the scales of reality
Y'all don't want no parts of Keith Murray
I'm nicety and sheisty, I get that ass iced deliciously
Niggaz ain't shit to me (word up)
You