Lyrics:
a ass (aye-yeahhhh)
Well all right
Me a bad man, ruff by nature
You punkin' on me you goin' into danger
Me and the Don, ruff and down low ranger
Me
to this torch
Flame em up quick
If they try to extort
Quick bucks
From my team
7 years bad luck
3rd Ward where I'm from
I poured all my pain in a cup
I
Work a bitch like a fuckin' pimp
Don't need a cane when I walk with a stick boy
Take a bad bitch, hit from the back
I'ma throw some D's on her ass like
boot
Kick up the yout
Man know that I kick up the yout
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
How dare you twist up the truth, look
You're getting
boot
Kick up the yout
Man know that I kick up the yout
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
How dare you twist up the truth, look
You're getting
Fast life, fast cars
Blue cheese, fast pace
Cash chase, cash chase
AMG lets have a drag race
AM V12 on bad day
Life give these niggaz the sad face
Big
this shit
Diamonds on my neck yeah they cut my skin
Boy get in the back now you working for the kid
Leave me alone I do better by myself
Did it
always red
Violets ain't so blue
Now you've lost me too
It's all gone by
Roses ain't always red
Violets ain't so blue
Now you've lost me too
It's all gone
kind of freaky of course
Had a fight with Snow White, she was fuckin her dwarfs
Saw a fight over colors, too
Red Riding Hood, and Little Boy Blue
on Worldstar, plus I'm Worldstar
You might have seen me once before, in ya girl car
Drumma Boy the name, but I go by D-Boy
Fresh nigga never known to miss
Ice motherfuckin' cold, that boy, he a penguin, he a penguin
(Let the band play)
Yeah, yeah, that nigga cold
Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold,
and joking until I talk stupidity
I am so higher than the city
Be fly in the clouds, what a view, so pretty
I'm such a bad boy, P Diddy
We got them notorious
chevrolet
I needed time for some thinkin'
He was just passing by
When I caught that boy's eye,
And I swore it was winkin'
I was thirty-one,
He was
grah, shootin' out the Hummer today
I'm in a bad mood, so I feel like dumping today, yeah
One bad move, I'ma dump at his face
Keep the toolie by my
my niggas upstairs I still salute them
Oh he tuff with a gun little boy you ain't bullet proof
When he seen me put his head down know its bad news
yeah)
Bring it if you bad enough
But if you not get up outta here or back it up (Back back it up)
Uh Pimp C OG's
So I'm a balling by that bar in here
Like
white don dada
Rude boy, it's a white boy summer
Bad gyal, white don dada
Rude boy, it's a white boy summer
Buss it down, Thotianas all out by
yeah)
Bring it if you bad enough
But if you not get up outta here or back it up (Back back it up)
Uh Pimp C OG's
So I'm a balling by that bar in here
Like
the blue mascara on
I spent my whole life driving
In cars with boys riding around town
Drinking in the white noise
Used to talk about where we'd
Be
the love of my-
Raised by the gang with a mill' like Philly
With the watch, two-fifty and a bitch so- (blue, ooh)
Uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
ain't
Cause all I got on me is a big fat bank
And I hope I don't get robbed by you know who
Make me donate some G's to the boys in blue
And if I sue,
fuck with ones
Polo tee and ones what he in when he getting funds (dope boy)
Want a bad bitch gotta have bricks
El camino, Forgiatos on some fly shit
deep
State to state to state to state
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, whoa
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, whoa
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, whoa
Them boys, them boys, them boys, them boys
State
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