Lyrics:
some couture
Your baby daddy hating, tell that nigga do his chores
Girl you know my steel and I elevated yours
Jack boys tried to Deebo, Simba with me
You on the floor, and I be watchin' the door
[Chorus x2]
"You sold us out!"
"They don't pay you enough to do that boy"
"You sold us out!"
"Some
Intro
Aye yow you know its Enzo Kingston Bwoy
Wey mi sey stocks and shares
Aye
(Chorus)
Man a bad man long time
Them boy they only bad pon line
hear what you said
In the back of the Bentley eating pancakes from Denny's the dash
Like 220 the interior red
You only better then me when I'm in
ride
Let's ride
Pretty boy
Pretty Pretty boy
Pretty
Pretty boy
Twenty-four-seven three six five
Uh I just wanna dance with you shortie
But we only
yeah
Boy I think I'm bad to the bi-done
I'mma need a bad bih' to hit on
Couple contacts on my phi-done
Score a few racks and I'm gi-done
If you ain't
We knuck if we buck, if you my brother we up
If not, I don't give a motherly fuck
Only in us we trust, you fuss we hush
They rush we bust, adjust,
Right
I should've known you were bad news
From the bad boy demeanor, and the tattoos
Small skies only want one thing
That I'm undecided, trying
Right
I should've known you were bad news
From the bad boy demeanor, and the tattoos
Small skies only want one thing
That I'm undecided, trying
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
pushed you out the way, you caught it bad
Now you Bad Boys refuse to shake hands, you walking off the court that mad
Thought you had the sauce, so you
touched
And no bad b****es is gettin f***ed
Cause you know who, did you know what, if you know what's
Then you know it's not a game, what's my name?
touched
And no bad bitches is gettin fucked
Cause you know who, did you know what, if you know what's
Then you know it's not a game, what's my name?
nigga's stomp hard
Ooh, I think they like me when they heard me on the other one
So its only right that I hit u wit another one
Remix, we gets, busy ova
Diddy]
Well it seems like our bad boys have theirselves in a bit of a jam
Seems like Bristal got his back up against the wall
Well let's see how Rob be
free when your brain's in prison?
I'm by myself but I'm still with the coalition
You don't make moves you're only just hoping and wishing
Criticize me
‘em bad, boy
Wrong side of the track, boy, oh
You know I like ‘em bad boy, like you
(Like you, you know I do)
I like a man with kick, yeah
So come
sucker
You better step to the stand by
Because your messin' with my Bad Side
My, my, my, my, my bad side
My bad side
My, my, my bad side
My, my,
museum
Everyone's got a purpose, everybody's a being
Being the only alien, y'all around me
I'm seeing more than you can imagine
Who'd of thought this would
way up, way up
Only bad bitches 'round here
I swear it's only bad bitches 'round here
I mean it's only real niggas 'round here
You know it's only
guessed it! God done over by customs, the pair of us, didn't we? So there we
are standing there, "Hello hello hello! What you been up to, you naughty boys
interviewing people live from the street on the show a little bit later.
Yesterdays loser was Johnny. Johnny, listen up. You have been a bad boy. I don't
like a car dumb fool
Stop hiding emergency: 112 what I do
Nobody can undo
Can't beat my defence if you did a 1-2 pass
Past few cats only got a few class
Right
I shoulda known you were bad news
From the bad boy demeanor and the tattoos
'Cause most guys only want one thing
But I'm undecided trying
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