Lyrics:
(Chorus)6x
Where them boys at?
(Where they at)
Where them girls at?
(There they go)
(Master P)
Call bugs on the phone
Whodi meet me by the dome
frustrated 'cause ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of whack
I'm all out of Backstreet Boys to call out and attack
I'm going all out in this rap sh-
frustrated 'cause ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of whack
I'm all out of Backstreet Boys to call out and attack
I'm going all out in this rap shit
brilliance
It's a new bad boy on the rise
Who feelin' it
New true skill in it
Y'all the roots still in it
Ready plus willin' it's all the true killer shit
the
Yeah - Tung Twista
Oooooweee
Haa-haa
Boy, if that ain't bad, my name ain't Lewis Tyrone Chillinfoot, baby
Haa-haa
But we finna get the Boogieman ??
Go
Talking:Cuz I'm tellin you man they ain't nothing else to talk about
the same shit every motherfuckin album, I don't give a damn how many he put
out
[Chorus x6]: Master P (Lil' Romeo)
Where them boys at? (Where they at?)
Where them girls at? (There they go)
[Verse 1]: Lil' Romeo (Master P)
They
Boys ??? ???Paul Revere???
- ???Now here???s a little story I got to tell/About three bad brothers you know so well/It started way back in history/With
right by the seashells
They all got the look, like they'd ride on you
Take it easy young boys I got my eyes on you
[Chorus: Akon]
I got my eyes
as Whitney, I get them P's in by the twenty
And them members with me, we hit your town,fuck up da city
All my bad bitches, Clockin in, shaking ass and titties
fucked up
Never say never again 'cause it's bad luck
Never say never again 'cause it's bad luck
I'm tryna purify my system, where the water at
Stress
on bitches, dude
You locked up a broad
Maybe Jamaican fakin' but you would not
No reward
Class by myself but I am not no schoolboy
I'm not a mama's boy but I am
I pulled up wit the beat knockin
Bad broad and she P-Poppin
Gettin money you got these problems
Cold world let the heat solve 'em
Can't be takin no
HOOK:
Move to the top, Boy, Walkin' By The Spirit
Cannot be no flop boy, preach through that lyric
We gon show em Milly Rock Boy, YOu gon' have
I'm a bad boy, I'm a bad boy, I'm a bad boy
Gang, gang, yeah, are you proud of me
Are you proud of me? Now tell me, are you proud of me
Got niggas
niggas, great
I'm on my way, trip to the bay
You in my way, I'm here to stay
You in my way
You in my way
I been in a real bad place
I was the boy who cried
who's playin'
This new album produced by Swizz Beats, Pharrell, and Timbaland
Correction again, this album is executive produced by the Dragon, Pharrell
to brag
Truth I'm broken in fact
I gotta hard drive packed full of sad boy raps
Too bad you've never heard em'
Pretty sure you never will
Cause success
You say you kno z
I the one bring the life to the party
No trust no love for no bitch or man yeah sadly
Put on a show act bad ghee
Tha chap stinging
I'm such a bad boy, P Diddy
We got them notorious like Biggie
You smoke, smoke like a chu chu train
This, I grace, coming through the brain
goûter la batte comme un vrai Bad Boy
Pas d'buzz, pas d'buzz, pas d'beurre
J'rentre dans ce putain d'jeu, je n'ai pas d'coeur
Pas d'chance, l'excuse,
I keep a stick but ain't no P4 boy don't be playing with me
Supa fye might blow up like a C4 Super Saiyan Cee
I won't cuff no bih I told the bih suck
ain't no guarantees
I'm at the top of the top, I beat all the nominees
ZTH be dropping the album, even though they hate on me
Shout out my boys been with
The Lower East Side began
Punk fashion as well
With ripped clothes and spiked hair
Worn by a poet named Richard Hell
Hell was in Television, The Neon Boys
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