Lyrics:
niggas (what's that?)
You cannot defeat the Internet, no matter what, so chill, nigga
Don't get distracted by the money, you too relaxed
You livin' life
Had the whole town scared to death
When he walked by, they all held their breath
He's a fightin' man, sure enough
And then Bill got himself a wife,
Had the whole town scared to death
When he walked by, they all held their breath
He's a fightin' man, sure enough
And then Bill got himself a wife,
captain save a
Remember taking cash from
The register
I was down bad, I was down bad
Now I steady hustle on the regular
Money in a brown bag, in a brown
the grass on
CLE man I rep my town
Everyday bleed that orange and brown
Mother fuck what you talkin 'bout
Unless EST comin out your mouth
Im puttin on my
this
Some niggaz nowadays mood's worse than a bitch
And as for this chick, me love bum flick on bad man dick so
Got the pussy; I got the lie fo'?
I'm
though
Sales goin up
And I’m feelin’ like I’m Chapo
Grabbin’ by the O
I ain’t feelin like a deego
Bad catties on my line fuel my ego
Freaky lil ting got
brown deso yow a chat it like bagga brown him deh pon the banga phone
Bobo by a brand new benz weh a teleport and him a just twentyfour
Big mansion with e
pussy
I'm fuckin brown and she bushy
She like how i roll like a sushi
She like how i slide like toosie
And I like how she bad and boujie
Lilac Fashion
the way she move man it’s astounding
I need little shorty with the brown skin
I need me a girl to move around with
She love the things I do, she love my
Black and brown call me miles morales
But where my Peter Parker
A teacher in armor
Mister Miller
But he pulled the trigger
I'm with the killers
Knew
and round(round)
By her back you can tell that she's needing me(needing Me)
But ain't getting intimate or sexually(goddamn)
She a bad girl I'm a badman so I call
'em
We always solve 'em, like
Man, it's kinda crazy thinking about it though
Like so much has happened yo, and I mean shit, by the time y'all are
man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
I'm as bad bad as Leroy Brown Brown
Yo I'm a pro pro but not a noun noun
If you got beef beef then you'll get
(please)
Fine enough to be on the cover of any ebony mag
God knows we bad (we bad)
I just ask, 'You mad?' (ebony)
Dark skin and them brown eyes
there by the name of William Brown.
I served my master faithfully for seven long years or more
Till I shipped aboard The Ocean Queen belonging to Tramore.
'cause you know I'm on the lamb
Wanted man by Lucy Watson,
Wanted man by Jeannie Brown
Wanted man by Nellie Johnson,
Wanted man in this next town
I've
own like Pee Wee in a movie theater (uh-huh)
Yeah I don't need a man's wealth (yeah)
But I can do bad (bad) by my damn self (self)
And uhh...
Chorus
(Say what? Say what?) I'm a bad, bad man
Quick is how I flip from the tip of the lip
Punchin' out hits like Gladys Knight and The Pips
The Five-Foot
in it
Look, your man's getting booked and fingerprinted
Polo drives a Benz from state to stae
By the way, guess who made his license plates
Thought I
Wanted man by Lucy Watson,
Wanted man by Jeannie Brown
Wanted man by Nellie Johnson,
Wanted man in this next town
I've had all that I wanted of a lot
Wanted man by Lucy Watson,
Wanted man by Jeannie Brown
Wanted man by Nellie Johnson,
Wanted man in this next town
I've had all that I wanted of a lot
Wanted man by Lucy Watson,
Wanted man by Jeannie Brown
Wanted man by Nellie Johnson,
Wanted man in this next town
I've had all that I wanted of a lot
Wanted man by Lucy Watson,
Wanted man by Jeannie Brown
Wanted man by Nellie Johnson,
Wanted man in this next town
I've had all that I wanted of a lot
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