Lyrics:
he know what I want
So bad, I love that, I can't leave 'em alone
I can't leave 'em alone
I tried that game
But the dope boy's turning me on
It's
he know what I want
So bad, I love that, I can't leave 'em alone
I can't leave 'em alone
I tried that game
But the dope boy's turning me on
It's
[Puff]
Yeah ye ye yeah yeah Sting, Bad Boy remix come on
[Pras]
Yo yo yo
Hey yo shake what ya mama gave you is her motto
pour out the bottle blow
I had to take a deep ass hit for this one, y'all
I hope y'all ready for the remix remix on some homegrown bad boy shit
Let's go
Let's get it
Run that
you so fly, I wish I could give you a try
But my man's at home waiting for me by the phone
Sorry can't get my groove on!
I know you see me watching you
Cause you've never been seen on camera
Wait a minute, you can't say you
Built this platform by yourself bitch
None of us can
That's a combined effort from
sweet like peaches
I'ma be your fantasy, you ain't gon' believe this
Hold up, got Mimi on the remix (on and on and on)
On the count of three, bad
you we're home
But we couldn't be alone
See back then we were in school
And growing up I was a fool
And I can't lie, I'm missing you, baby, baby,
boy get in
So you can tell all yo friends you was on the remix like
(Chorus)
In this club
In this club
Ladies can I put this love up on you one time
clean yeah
You see my wrist you think we whippin' up a remix
I see no competition, new watch limited edition
Broke boy no pot to piss in
This the real
the mailbox
Right by the door, and!
I can’t do right by a hoe
I’m G’d up but through my eyes I see my soul
Too much of a player to go out with a hoe
See me in
I'm a bad, bad boy, boy, boy, boy, boy Bad to the bone, you can't stand it
This what you call bad boy magic I'm a bad, bad boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
(hello)
Using my name in vain like I won't damage the boy
You think niggas was shooting your fat ass out of canons before (I'm that nigga)
Niggas is
funky
Yeah, it's a Bad Boy thing
My man Raj on the remix tip
Yeah, big shouts to the uptown crew
Ugh, to all the people in the Bronx and nation
Funk
approach you
Total chaos, all hell broke lose
Total chaos, all hell broke lose
Total chaos, all hell broke lose
You can't let just anyone approach you
Total
(hello)
Using my name in vain like I won't damage the boy
You think niggas was shooting your fat ass out of canons before (I'm that nigga)
Niggas is
ritual
Trapsum in the club then get home get physical
Bring that back lets come wid dis
Re remixxx a' lil sumtin like
U noe wa a a i can be ur bad boy
the dark
I see that boy Gregg & Wood
Lost in that East Clark
He's on lock, I ain't forgot
That Yungstar wreck the mic
That Screw done wrecked it up
So you
the dark
I see that boy Gregg & Wood
Lost in that East Clark
He's on lock, I ain't forgot
That Yungstar wreck the mic
That Screw done wrecked it up
So you
boy ya sweet
Watch how you talking to me
Niggas Mad they ain't seen shit
Glass pint with the clean it
Switch it up on niggas
Like a remix
of April. Good stuff! Anyway, by the way I've gotta go,
so look, if I don't see you in the spring which ain't too far away right, I'll see you in a mattress!
terror whore crow and terror, true
Fly by the rivers but this is conspicuous
Bad Boys slipped in ninety-five ridiculous
My rap's rhymes is like land mines
(Ooh way, ooh way, ooh wha)
I know you want me shawty 'cause I'm a (bad boy)
Hey shawty can't help it, she so so addicted to them rougher fellas
tide it 8 50 I's smoke tank
Rap terror whore crow and terror, true
Fly by the rivers but this is conspicuous
Bad Boys slipped in ninety-five
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